 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 398 pàgines
...censure: they blame, or praistt but as one leads the other. O what a rogue and peasant slave am I ! Is it not monstrous, that this player here, But in...a dream of passion. Could force his soul so to his own conceit. That from her working, all his visage warro'd, Tears in his eyes, distraction In Ms aspect,... | |
 | 1845 - 840 pàgines
...rehearsal, when the players had left him, Hamlet said : — " Oh what a rogue and peasant slave am I '. Is it not monstrous, that this player here, But in...a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit, That from her working all his visage wann'd ; Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect,... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 330 pàgines
...censure : they blame, or praise, but as one leads the other. О what a rogue and peasant slave am I! Is it not monstrous, that this player here. But in...a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit, That from her working, all his visage warm'd, Tears in his eyes, distraction In his aspect,... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 334 pàgines
...censure: they blame, or praise, but ns one leads the other. 0 what a rogue and peasant slave am I! Is it not monstrous, that this player here, But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, 1 'mild force his soul so to bis own conceit. That from her working, all his visage warm'd. Tears in... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 390 pàgines
...the other. O v\hal a rogue and peasant slave am I ! Is It not monstrous, that this player here, Bui In a fiction, in a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit, TII t from her working, all his visage warm'd, Tuars in his eyes, distraction In hts aspect,... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 396 pàgines
...what a rogue and peasant slave am I ; Is it not monstrous, that this player here, But in л nftion. in a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his own counsel, Thai, from her working, all his visage warmed ; Tears in his eijtt, distraction m his... | |
 | John Hall Hindmarsh - 1845 - 464 pàgines
...wr'etch and peasant slaVe am I' ! Is it not monstrous, that this player he're, (B'ut in a fTction, in a dr'eam of p'assion,) Could force his soul/ so' to his own conce'it, That, from her w'orking, all his vi'sage warm'ed, Tea'rs in his ey'es, distra'ction in... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1847 - 872 pàgines
...GUILDENSTERN. Ham. Ay, so, good bye you. — Now I am alone. O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I ! me; bear own conceit, That, from her working, all his visage wann'd ; Tears in his eyes, distraction in his... | |
 | Robert Joseph Sullivan - 1850 - 524 pàgines
...seven RicltarJ II XXXVI VEXATION AT NEGLECTING ONE'S DUTI. OH, what a rogue and peasant slave am I ! Is it not monstrous, that this player here, But in...a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit, That, from her working, all his visage wann'd, Tears in his eyes, distraction in his aspect,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 712 pàgines
...GUILDENSTKRN. Ham. Ay, so, good bye to you ; — now I am alone. 0, what a rogue and peasant slave am I ! Is it not monstrous, that this player here, But in...a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit, That from her working, all his visage wanned; Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect,... | |
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I'll leave you till night: you are welcome to Elsinore. Ros. Good my lord ! [Exeunt Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. Ham. Ay, so, God be wi' you : — Now I am alone. O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I ! Is it not monstrous, that this player here, But... 
