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Pagina 3
Cheer up , my hearty : tho ' you've lost your dad , Consider that your case is not
so bad : Your father lost a father ; and ' tis certain Death o'er your great -
grandfather drew the curtain . You've mourn'd enough : ' tis time your grief to
smother ...
Cheer up , my hearty : tho ' you've lost your dad , Consider that your case is not
so bad : Your father lost a father ; and ' tis certain Death o'er your great -
grandfather drew the curtain . You've mourn'd enough : ' tis time your grief to
smother ...
Pagina 55
I will be ruld by you ; but plan it so , That I may tip the rascal his death - blow .
King . ' Tis rumour'd you're a famous pugilist ; Now , Hamlet oft hath long'd to try
your fist :I'll have you box together for a wager ! Laertes . To give him a sound ...
I will be ruld by you ; but plan it so , That I may tip the rascal his death - blow .
King . ' Tis rumour'd you're a famous pugilist ; Now , Hamlet oft hath long'd to try
your fist :I'll have you box together for a wager ! Laertes . To give him a sound ...
Pagina 59
Now , when Miss Prim is seated at her glass , With paints and washes to bedaub
her face , Tell her , ( to make her giggle at her toilette , ) That , paint ber face inch
thick , yet death will spoil it .. SONG . HAMLET . ( Tune— “ Dorothy Dumps . " ) .
Now , when Miss Prim is seated at her glass , With paints and washes to bedaub
her face , Tell her , ( to make her giggle at her toilette , ) That , paint ber face inch
thick , yet death will spoil it .. SONG . HAMLET . ( Tune— “ Dorothy Dumps . " ) .
Pagina 68
... -dying , bere I lieThe King's to blameHamlet . Die , damn'd old murd'rer , die . [
Kills the King . Laertes . You've servd him right . Hamlet , let's square accounts
Tho ' there's some lietle diff'rence in amounts Mine , and my father's death , '
gainst ...
... -dying , bere I lieThe King's to blameHamlet . Die , damn'd old murd'rer , die . [
Kills the King . Laertes . You've servd him right . Hamlet , let's square accounts
Tho ' there's some lietle diff'rence in amounts Mine , and my father's death , '
gainst ...
Pagina 107
Laertes , at the point of death , feels his former friendship for Hamlet returning
upon him , in its fullest force : “ I promised , ' says he , ' to die game ; but , though I
have forfeited my honour , by exposing that dirty scamp , ( the king , ) do not you ...
Laertes , at the point of death , feels his former friendship for Hamlet returning
upon him , in its fullest force : “ I promised , ' says he , ' to die game ; but , though I
have forfeited my honour , by exposing that dirty scamp , ( the king , ) do not you ...
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ANNOTATIONS bear beauty better blow bring called Commentators consider dead dear death Denmark Derry doubt drink Drums Edition Enter Exeunt Exit face father fear follow GENTLEMEN Ghost give grace grave Gravedigger Guild GUILDENSTERN Hamlet he's head Heigho hold hope I'll intended is't JOHNSON keep kill King LADIES Laertes leave live look Lord maid Marcellus meaning meet mind minute mother nature never night nose once Ophelia Osrick Palace pantomime passage play poet Polonius poor POPE Pray present Queen randy dandy reason Ri tol tiddy Rosen royal says Horatio SCENE SECOND sense sitting soon STEEVENS suppose sure tell thee there's thing thou Tol de rol travesty true trumpet Tune WARBURTON watch what's whilst young
Populaire passages
Pagina 71 - How science dwindles, and how volumes swell. How commentators each dark passage shun, And hold their farthing candle to the Sun.
Pagina 86 - Shakespeare was godfather to one of Ben Jonson's children, and, after the christening, being in a deep study, Jonson came to cheer him up, and asked him why he was so melancholy. ' No faith, Ben,' says he, ' not I, but I have been considering a great while what should be the fittest gift for me to bestow upon my godchild, and I have resolved at last.' ' I prythee, what ? ' says he. ' I' faith, Ben, I'll e'en give him a dozen good Latin (latten) spoons, and thou shalt translate them.
Pagina 104 - Hawkins is of opinion that tan-ta'-ra-rS. is not exactly imitative of the note of the trumpet, which is tan-ta'-rS-ra-ra ; but Dr. Burney assures me that it was not until about the middle of the seventeenth century that this innovation in trumpetology was known, when it was introduced by one Hans Von Puffenblowenschwartz, trumpeter to the gallant Prince Rupert.
Pagina 36 - And it's oh! dear! what can the matter be? Dear! dear! what can the matter be?
Pagina 3 - I'd give if a sure way I knew How to thaw and resolve my stout flesh into dew ! How happy were I if no sin were self-slaughter, For I'd then throw myself and my cares in the water ! Derry down, down, down, derry down. How weary, how profitless, stale, and how flat, Seem to me all life's uses, its joys, — and all that : This world is a garden unweeded ; and clearly Not worth living for — thiugu rank and gross hold it merely.
Pagina 23 - Here we go up, up, tip."} When a man becomes tir'd of his life, The question is, " to be, or not to be ?" For before he dare finish the strife, His reflections most serious ought to be. When his troubles too numerous grow, And he knows of no method to mend them, Had he best bear them tamely, or no ? Or by stoutly opposing them end them ? Ri tol de rol, Sfc.
Pagina 2 - tis common: all that live must die— So blow your nose, my dear, and do not cry. Hamlet. Aye, Madam, it is common. Queen. If it be, Why seems there such a mighty fuss with thee ? Hamlet.
Pagina 107 - ... goes on in a train of philosophical reasoning that leaves the reader in astonishment Johnson, with true piety, adopts the fanciful hypothesis, declaring it to be a noble emendation, which almost sets the critic on a level with the author.
Pagina 2 - You're out, my lord ; I'm too much in the sun. — Queen. Come, Hamlet, leave off crying ; 'tis in vain, Since crying will not bring him back again. Besides, 'tis common : all that live must die — So blow your nose, my dear, and do not cry. Ham.
Bibliografische gegevens
| Titel | Hamlet Travestie: In Three Acts, Volume 4,Nummer 1 Volume 38 van English and American stage Hamlet Travestie: In Three Acts, George Steevens |
| Auteur | John Poole |
| Editie | 2 |
| Uitgever | David Longworth, at the Dramatic repository, Shakspeare-gallery., 1811 |
| Oorspronkelijk uit | de New York Public Library |
| Gedigitaliseerd | 5 jan 2007 |
| Lengte | 64 pagina's |
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