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Pagina 61
Sexton , throw aside your spade , Don ' t be in so much haste , my blade ; Once
more l ' ll buss the bonny maid , Before the grave you fill , Sir . [ Leaps into the
grave . " Now cover up the quick and dead , And pile your dust upon my head ,
Till of ...
Sexton , throw aside your spade , Don ' t be in so much haste , my blade ; Once
more l ' ll buss the bonny maid , Before the grave you fill , Sir . [ Leaps into the
grave . " Now cover up the quick and dead , And pile your dust upon my head ,
Till of ...
Pagina 68
Tis now too late — I ' ve had a precious swigIf I ' m not a dead woman - dash my
wig ( m ) . [ Dies . Hamlet . 0 , treachery ! I ' ll smoke it on my oath . . Laertes . 0 ,
Hamlet ! ' tis all dickey with us both ( n ) : You ' ve done my business by a blow ...
Tis now too late — I ' ve had a precious swigIf I ' m not a dead woman - dash my
wig ( m ) . [ Dies . Hamlet . 0 , treachery ! I ' ll smoke it on my oath . . Laertes . 0 ,
Hamlet ! ' tis all dickey with us both ( n ) : You ' ve done my business by a blow ...
Pagina 69
You that look pale , and quiver , quirk , and quake , And scarce know what of this
sad scene to makeO , I could tell - for there ' s a great deal in itI ' m dead , ( o ) at
least , I shall be in a minute But promise me , before I wish good night , Horatio ...
You that look pale , and quiver , quirk , and quake , And scarce know what of this
sad scene to makeO , I could tell - for there ' s a great deal in itI ' m dead , ( o ) at
least , I shall be in a minute But promise me , before I wish good night , Horatio ...
Pagina 70
To see dead bodies strew ' d about like cattle , Were better suited to the field of
battle . Charon , in safety , o ' er the Styx will ferry ' em ; And all that we can do
now - is to bury ' em . [ A dead march . [ The curtain falls . THE END OF HAMLET
...
To see dead bodies strew ' d about like cattle , Were better suited to the field of
battle . Charon , in safety , o ' er the Styx will ferry ' em ; And all that we can do
now - is to bury ' em . [ A dead march . [ The curtain falls . THE END OF HAMLET
...
Pagina 92
JOHNSON . So in a old ballad called Gabriel Gubbyns hys Lamentation , bl . let .
1602 : " No more Larke I trowe , 66 Tis all Dyckye nowe , 66 For I shall bee
hangyt for coynynge . ” . STEEVENS . ( 0 ) I ' m dead - - at least I shall be in a
minute .
JOHNSON . So in a old ballad called Gabriel Gubbyns hys Lamentation , bl . let .
1602 : " No more Larke I trowe , 66 Tis all Dyckye nowe , 66 For I shall bee
hangyt for coynynge . ” . STEEVENS . ( 0 ) I ' m dead - - at least I shall be in a
minute .
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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...
Bibliografische gegevens
| Titel | Hamlet Travestie: In Three Acts Hamlet Travestie: In Three Acts, John Poole |
| Auteur | John Poole |
| Uitgever | J.M. Richardson, 1810 |
| Oorspronkelijk uit | de New York Public Library |
| Gedigitaliseerd | 5 jan 2007 |
| Lengte | 94 pagina's |
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