 | William Shakespeare - 1818 - 378 pàgines
...to Elsinore. Ros. Good my lord ! [Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILBENSTERN. Ham. Ay. so, adieu, and — Now I am alone. O, what a rogue and peasant slave...fiction, in a dream of passion, Could force his soul to his own conceit, That from her working, all his visage wann'd ; Tears in his eyes, distraction in... | |
 | 1821 - 438 pàgines
...may apply to him with great justice, the following passage of the great master spirit of nature : " This player here, But in a fiction, in a dream of...his visage wann'd ; Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole Auction suiting With forms to his conceit." But I am afraid... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1819 - 502 pàgines
...:*—Now I am alone. • b uy ' y e, O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I! Is it not monstrous, (59) that this player here, But in a fiction, in a dream...own conceit, That, from her working, all his visage warm'd; (6o) Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting,(... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1820 - 512 pàgines
...lord! [Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN. HAM. Ay, so, God be wi' you :*—Now I am alone. «buy-™, O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I! Is it not...own conceit, That, from her working, all his visage warm'd; (fi0) Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting/... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 560 pàgines
...moved. On the contrary, his fine description of the actor's emotion shows, he thought just otherwise : ' this player here, 'But in a fiction, in a dream of...conceit, • That from her working all his visage wan'd : ' Tears in his eyes, distraction in his aspect, ' A broken voice," &c. And indeed had Hamlet... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 558 pàgines
...puritanical declamation, and their manners vulgarized by pleasantry of as low an origin. STEEVENS. Could force his soul so to his own conceit, That,...his visage wann'd ' ; Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect * 2, * Quarto, in his aspect. ' — all his visage WANN'D ;] [The folio warm'd.] This might... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 588 pàgines
...what a rogue and peasant slave am 1 1 Is it not moustrous, that this player here, But in a ficuon, in a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to...own conceit, That, from her working, all his visage waun'd ; Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect,I A broken voice, and his whole function suiting... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 558 pàgines
...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...his visage wann'd ; Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting With forms to his conceit ? And all for... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 490 pàgines
...Guil. llam. Ay, so, God be wi' you : — Now I am alone 0, what a rogue and peasant slave am I ! It it not monstrous, that this player here, But in a...his visage wann'd ; Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting With forms to his conceit? And all for... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 370 pàgines
...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...his visage wann'd ; Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting With forms to his conceit ? And all for... | |
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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... 
