A Review of HamletLongmans, Green, and Company, 1907 - 235 pagina's This review of Shakespeare's?Hamlet explores the lack of a "mastermind" character in the play. |
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Pagina 8
... face ? Hor . O yes , my lord , he wore his beaver up . Ham . What , looked he frowningly ? Hor . A countenance more in sorrow than in anger . Ham . Pale or red ? Hor . Nay , very pale . Ham . And fixed his eyes upon you ? Hor . Most ...
... face ? Hor . O yes , my lord , he wore his beaver up . Ham . What , looked he frowningly ? Hor . A countenance more in sorrow than in anger . Ham . Pale or red ? Hor . Nay , very pale . Ham . And fixed his eyes upon you ? Hor . Most ...
Pagina 60
... face As he would draw it . Long stay'd he so ; At last , a little shaking of mine arm , And thrice his head thus waving up and down , - He rais'd a sigh so piteous and profound That it did seem to shatter all his bulk , And end his ...
... face As he would draw it . Long stay'd he so ; At last , a little shaking of mine arm , And thrice his head thus waving up and down , - He rais'd a sigh so piteous and profound That it did seem to shatter all his bulk , And end his ...
Pagina 64
... says here , that old men have grey beards ; that their faces are wrinkled ; their eyes purging thick amber and plum - tree gum ; and that they have a plentiful lack of wit , together with most weak hams 64 A Review of Hamlet.
... says here , that old men have grey beards ; that their faces are wrinkled ; their eyes purging thick amber and plum - tree gum ; and that they have a plentiful lack of wit , together with most weak hams 64 A Review of Hamlet.
Pagina 80
... breaks my pate across , Plucks off my beard , and blows it in my face ? Tweaks me by th ' nose , gives me th ' lie i ' th ' throat , As deep as to the lungs ? Who does me this ? Yet I should take it for it cannot be , 80 A Review of Hamlet.
... breaks my pate across , Plucks off my beard , and blows it in my face ? Tweaks me by th ' nose , gives me th ' lie i ' th ' throat , As deep as to the lungs ? Who does me this ? Yet I should take it for it cannot be , 80 A Review of Hamlet.
Pagina 100
... face , and you make yourselves another : you jig , you amble , and you lisp , and nick- name God's creatures , and make your wantonness your ignorance . Go to , I'll no more on ' t ; it hath made me mad . I say we will have no more ...
... face , and you make yourselves another : you jig , you amble , and you lisp , and nick- name God's creatures , and make your wantonness your ignorance . Go to , I'll no more on ' t ; it hath made me mad . I say we will have no more ...
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Pagina 77 - Angels and ministers of grace defend us! Be thou a spirit of health or goblin damn'd, Bring with thee airs from heaven or blasts from hell, Be thy intents wicked or charitable, Thou com'st in such a questionable shape, That I will speak to thee: I'll call thee Hamlet, King, father, royal Dane, O, answer me!
Pagina 116 - Such an act That blurs the grace and blush of modesty; Calls virtue hypocrite; takes off the rose From the fair forehead of an innocent love, And sets a blister there; makes marriage -vows As false as dicers...
Pagina 61 - I have of late — but wherefore I know not — lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory ; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire...
Pagina viii - We do it wrong, being so majestical, To offer it the show of violence ; For it is, as the air, invulnerable, And our vain blows malicious mockery.
Pagina 211 - Come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full Of direst cruelty ! make thick my blood, Stop up the access and passage to remorse, That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose...
Pagina 207 - The Prince of Cumberland ! that is a step, On which I must fall down, or else o'erleap, For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires ; Let not light see my black and deep desires : The eye wink at the hand ; yet let that be, Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.
Pagina 67 - 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 in a fiction, in a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit...
Pagina 24 - Why, what should be the fear? I do not set my life at a pin's fee; And for my soul, what can it do to that, Being a thing immortal as itself?
Pagina 188 - For he was likely, had he been put on, To have prov'd most royally : and, for his passage, The soldiers' music, and the rites of war, Speak loudly for him.
Pagina 62 - ... in form and moving how express and admirable! in action how like an angel! in apprehension how like a god! the beauty of the world! the paragon of animals! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? man delights not me; no, nor woman neither, though by your smiling you seem to say so.