 Pale as his shirt ; his knees knocking each other ; And with a look so piteous in purport, As if he had been loosed out of hell, To speak of horrors, — he comes before me.  A Study of Hamlet - Pàgina 61per John Conolly - 1863 - 209 pàginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | William Hawkins - 1758 - 420 pàgines
...his Doublet all unbrac'd, «c No Hat upon his Head, his Stockings loofe, " Ungarter'd, and down-gyred to his Ancle, " Pale as his Shirt, his Knees knocking each other, " And with a Look fo piteous, in Purport, " As if he had been loofed out of Hell " To fpeak of Horrors ; thus he comes... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 522 pàgines
...his head ; his stockings foul'd, Ungarter'd, and down -gyved to his ancle; Pale as his shirt ; hts knees knocking each other ; And with a look so piteous...been loosed out of hell, To speak of horrors, — he conies before me. Pol. Mad for thy lbi e ? «;o Oph. My lord, I do not know ; But, truly, I do fear... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 446 pàgines
...his doublet all unbrac'd ; No hat upon his head ; his stockings foul'd, Ungarter'd, and down-gyved 3 to his ancle ; Pale as his shirt ; his knees knocking...hell, To speak of horrors, — he comes before me. Pol. Mad for thy love ? Oph. My lord, I do not know ; But, truly, I do fear it. Pol. What said he?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 642 pàgines
...heaven? Oph. My lord, as I was sewing in my closet, Lord Hamlet, — with his doublet all unbrac'd ; No hat upon his head; his stockings foul'd, Ungarter'd,...hell, To speak of horrors, — he comes before me. Pol. Mad for thy love ? Oph. My lord, I do not know; But, truly, I do fear it. Pol. What said he? Oph.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 486 pàgines
...heaven? Oph. My lord, as I was sewing in my closet, Lord Hamlet, — with his doublet all unbrac'd; No hat upon his head ; his stockings foul'd, Ungarter'd, and down-gyved to his ancle ;8 Pale as his shirt; his knees knocking each other ; And with a look so piteous in purport, As if... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 486 pàgines
...heaven? Oph. My lord, as I was sewing in my closet, Lord Hamlet, — with his doublet all unbrac'd ; No hat upon his head ; his stockings foul'd, Ungarter'd, and down-gyved to his ancle;8 Pale as his shirt; his knees knocking each other ;,.. And with a look so piteous in purport,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 420 pàgines
...his doublet all unbrac'd; No hat upon bis head ; his stockings foul'd, Ungarter'd, and down-gyved13 to his ancle; Pale as his shirt; his knees knocking...hell, To speak of horrors, — he comes before me. Pol. Mad for thy love ? Oph. My lord, I do not know; Bat, truly, I do fear it. Pol. What said he? Oph.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 374 pàgines
...heaven ? Oph. My lord, as I was sewing in my closet, Lord Hamlet, — with his doublet all unbrac'd; No hat upon his head ; his stockings foul'd, Ungarter'd,...hell, To speak of horrors, — he comes before me. Pol. Mad for thy love? Oph. My lord, I do not know ; But, truly, I do fear it. Pol. What said he ?... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 562 pàgines
...unbrac'd; s'o hat upon his head; his stockings foul'd, Jngarter'd, and down-gyved 6 to his ancle; 'ale as his shirt; his knees knocking each other ; And with a look so piteous in purport, Vs if he had been loosed out of hell, !'o speak of horrors, — he comes before me. Pol. Mad for thy... | |
 | Elizabeth Inchbald - 1808 - 418 pàgines
...Heaven ? Oph. My lord, as I was sewing in my closet, Lord Hamlet, — with his doublet all unbrac'd, No hat upon his head, his stockings foul'd, Ungarter'd, and down-gyved to his ankle, Pale as his shirt, his knees knocking each other, — He comes before me. Pol. Mad for thy love... | |
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