 | Bruce R. Smith - 2000 - 194 pàgines
...has, in physical fact, breathed in the very spirit of Hecuba. 'Is it not monstrous', Hamlet wonders, that this player here, But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his whole conceit That from her working all his visage wanned. . . . (2.2.553-6) 'Her' in the last line... | |
 | Lawrence Schoen - 2001 - 240 pàgines
...Elsinore. Rosencrantz Good my lord! [Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN] Hamlet Ay, so, God be wi' ye! Now I am alone. O, what a rogue and peasant slave...his own conceit That from her working all his visage wan'd; Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting With... | |
 | Dennis Kezar Assistant Professor of English Vanderbilt University - 2001 - 282 pàgines
...with almost clinical interest the "monstrous" rehearsal of an apparently delusional speech-act theory: Is it not monstrous that this player here, But in...his visage wann'd, Tears in his eyes, distraction in his aspect, A broken voice, an' his whole function suiting With forms to his conceit? And all for nothing,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2001 - 304 pàgines
...lord. [Exeunt ROSINCRANCE and GUILDENSTERN] Hamlet Ay, so, God b'wi' you. Now I am alone. Oh, what a rogue and peasant slave am I! Is it not monstrous...a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his whole conceit That from her working all his visage wann'd, Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2002 - 244 pàgines
...that's villanous, and shows a most pitiful ambition in the fool that uses it. Hamlet— Hamlet III.ii O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I! Is it not...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 nothing!... | |
 | Ewan Fernie - 2002 - 298 pàgines
...for a fiction while he can 'say nothing' for a murdered king, but he needs action, not pity or words. 'Is it not monstrous that this player here, / But...passion, / Could force his soul so to his own conceit' (2.2.545-7) reads first as a disgusted condemnation of the kind of synthetic ecstasy he requires to... | |
 | Herbert Blau - 2002 - 378 pàgines
...Karen. Julie is staring over Peter's arm as he holds Denise: JUL: Your sister's dead, Laertes. MAR: Is it not monstrous that this player here, But in...passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit . . . JUL: There is a willow grows aslant a brook, That shows his hoar leaves in the glassy stream.... | |
 | John O. Whitney, Tina Packer - 2002 - 321 pàgines
...all have cause. Don't be an auditor. Be an actor. 165 7 Lend Me Your Ears The Art of ' Perj nation Is it not monstrous that this player here, But in...passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit . . . Tears in his eyes, distraction in his aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1995 - 340 pàgines
...you. Exeunt Rosentrantz and GuHJenstern Now I ara alone.. O, what a rogue and peasant slave am 1 1 Is it not monstrous that this player here, But in...passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit 550 That from her working all his visage wanned, , Tears in bis eyes, distraction in his aspect, A... | |
 | P. E. Easterling, Edith Hall - 2002 - 550 pàgines
...manner in which one of the leading players has impersonated Hecuba's grief, soliloquises (558-67): Is it not monstrous, that this player here. But in...a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his whole conceit, That, from her working, all his visage wann'd; Tears in his eyes, distraction in 's... | |
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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... 
