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Pagina 23
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 , 8cTo die is to sleep - nothing morem And by sleeping to say
we ...
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 , 8cTo die is to sleep - nothing morem And by sleeping to say
we ...
Pagina 24
You koc Or who would bear fardels , and take Kicks , cuffs , frowns , and many an
odd thing , When he might his own quietus make , And end all his cares with a
bodkin ? Ri tol de rol , se . Last week But now y So take thei Truly , death is a fine
...
You koc Or who would bear fardels , and take Kicks , cuffs , frowns , and many an
odd thing , When he might his own quietus make , And end all his cares with a
bodkin ? Ri tol de rol , se . Last week But now y So take thei Truly , death is a fine
...
Pagina 34
I never did a murder - I can bear . it ; But if the cap fit you , why you may wear it .
But let ' s be quiet - See , they ' re coming in .Now , murd ' rer , damn your faces
and begin . The Pantomime continued . Enter Duke ' s nephew - Listens whether
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I never did a murder - I can bear . it ; But if the cap fit you , why you may wear it .
But let ' s be quiet - See , they ' re coming in .Now , murd ' rer , damn your faces
and begin . The Pantomime continued . Enter Duke ' s nephew - Listens whether
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Pagina 52
My pretty maid - This is too much to bear ! By Gemini she ' s mad as a March hare
! Luento Ophelia . ( sings . ) Giles Scroggins courted Molly Brown , Ri tol , 8c . The
fairest wench in all the town , Tiddy , tiddy , 8c . Laertes . To see her thus - 0 ...
My pretty maid - This is too much to bear ! By Gemini she ' s mad as a March hare
! Luento Ophelia . ( sings . ) Giles Scroggins courted Molly Brown , Ri tol , 8c . The
fairest wench in all the town , Tiddy , tiddy , 8c . Laertes . To see her thus - 0 ...
Pagina 58
Law , politics , and physic , now must grovel , To bear a basting with a dirty shovel
! That sexton seems a dev ' lish dry old elf : Horatio , shall we quiz him ? Horatio .
Please yourself . Hamlet . ( To Gravedigger ) Do ' st know whose scull was this ...
Law , politics , and physic , now must grovel , To bear a basting with a dirty shovel
! That sexton seems a dev ' lish dry old elf : Horatio , shall we quiz him ? Horatio .
Please yourself . Hamlet . ( To Gravedigger ) Do ' st know whose scull was this ...
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actors ANNOTATIONS bear beauty better blow bring called dead dear death Denmark Derry doubt drink Drums Enter Enter Hamlet Exeunt Exit face father fellow fight gentlemen Ghost give grave Gravedigger Guild Guildenstern Hamlet hath he's head Heigho hold I'll Johnson keep kill King Ladies Laertes leave live look lord maid Marcellus marry mean meet mind minute mother mutton nature never night once onions Ophelia Osrick Palace pantomime passage play Polonius poor Pope pray pretty Queen randy dandy reason rest Ri tol tiddy Rosen Rosencrantz royal says Horatio SCENE sense sent Sings soon STEEVENS sure tell thee there's thing thou throw Tol de rol told true trumpets Tune twas uncle WARBURTON watch what's whilst young
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Pagina 3 - I'd give if a sure way I knew, How to tbaw 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 — things rank and gross hold it merely.
Pagina 23 - I wish it were my turn to-morrow ! But, perchance, in that sleep we may dream, For we dream in our beds very often — Now, however capricious 't may seem, I've no notion of dreams in a coffin.
Pagina 71 - How science dwindles, and how volumes swell. How commentators each dark passage shun, And hold their farthing candle to the Sun.
Pagina 9 - I'll speak to thee, thou look'st so like my dad. In a trim grave so snugly wast thou lain, Say what the devil brought...
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 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 25 - LET me tell you, Miss Ophelia, your behaviour's very rude, And your whims and freaks and fancies ought in time to be subdued, So, if my advice will better you, to give it...