Hamlet Travestie: In Three Acts

J. Miller, 1816 - 109 pagina's

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Pagina 53 - And will he not come again? And will he not come again? No, no, he is dead; Go to thy death-bed, He never will come again. His beard was as white as snow All flaxen was his poll, He is gone, he is gone, And we cast away moan: God ha
Pagina 36 - And it's oh! dear! what can the matter be? Dear! dear! what can the matter be? Oh! dear! what can the matter be?
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 23 - 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 ml, <$e.
Pagina iv - ... exercise of the ordinary Princely quota. Thus to intrude upon the notice o/TouR MAJESTY, may, by the world at large, be considered presumptuous ; but let it be remembered, that " a Cat may look at a King ;" and I trust that I shall not be charged with any sinister motive in soliciting YOUR MAJESTY'S protection for the following Work, when I openly declare that I cannot boast of the felicity of caring five farthings for YOUR IMPERIAL MAJESTY, and that, to the best of my belief, YOUR MAJESTY does...
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 was 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 — things rank...
Pagina 108 - 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 104 - ... his custody." The importance attached to the pursuit in centuries past was far greater, and the laws severer than those applied to any sport of the present age. A man of rank seldom stirred from his house without a falcon on his wrist : it was an emblem that distinguished him from his vassal ; and it was not until about the middle of the seventeenth century that the pursuit began to decline.
Pagina 3 - Two months have scarce pass'd since dad's death, and my mother, Like a brute as she is, has just married his brother. — To wed such a bore ! — but 'tis all too late now : We can't make a silk purse of the ear of a sow.
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.

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