Hamlet Travestie: In Three ActsJ.M. Richardson, 1810 - 94 pagina's |
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Pagina 26
... face , and to make another is not right . Your pranks have made me mad - Marriage bells no more shall jingle- The married may remain so , but the rest shall all keep single . Ophelia . Won't you , won't you , & c . O , what a pity such ...
... face , and to make another is not right . Your pranks have made me mad - Marriage bells no more shall jingle- The married may remain so , but the rest shall all keep single . Ophelia . Won't you , won't you , & c . O , what a pity such ...
Pagina 28
... faces : But for gracefully using their arms , my advice is , They , like C " saw the air , as it were , into slices . Tol de rol , & c . Some will tell you , " be calm ; " but in spite of their cant , And their critical jargon , strut ...
... faces : But for gracefully using their arms , my advice is , They , like C " saw the air , as it were , into slices . Tol de rol , & c . Some will tell you , " be calm ; " but in spite of their cant , And their critical jargon , strut ...
Pagina 34
... faces and begin . The Pantomime continued . -- Enter Duke's nephew - Listens whether the Duke be asleep— Takes a bottle from his pocket - Attempts in vain to draw the cork - Exit . And return with a corkscrew and a funnel - Draws the ...
... faces and begin . The Pantomime continued . -- Enter Duke's nephew - Listens whether the Duke be asleep— Takes a bottle from his pocket - Attempts in vain to draw the cork - Exit . And return with a corkscrew and a funnel - Draws the ...
Pagina 40
... faces ; They're done from the life to a tittle- --- Come , none of your fine airs and graces . Look on this first : the likeness you well know , — Like a ploughman so plump and so chubby ; A good - looking , fine , strapping fellow- Now ...
... faces ; They're done from the life to a tittle- --- Come , none of your fine airs and graces . Look on this first : the likeness you well know , — Like a ploughman so plump and so chubby ; A good - looking , fine , strapping fellow- Now ...
Pagina 59
... face , Tell her ( to make her giggle at her toilette ) , That paint her face inch thick , yet death will spoil it . SONG . - HAMLET . ( Tune- " Dorothy Dumps . " ) When depriv'd of our breath , By that harlequin , Death , His pantomime ...
... face , Tell her ( to make her giggle at her toilette ) , That paint her face inch thick , yet death will spoil it . SONG . - HAMLET . ( Tune- " Dorothy Dumps . " ) When depriv'd of our breath , By that harlequin , Death , His pantomime ...
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actors adieu ANNOTATIONS burlesque d'ye dear Denmark wore Derry diddled drink Enter Hamlet Enter Horatio Enter King Exeunt Exit Hamlet Exit Queen eye and Tommy father fellow Flourish of Trumpets gallopping randy dandy gammon Gertrude Ghost give grave Gravedigger Guild Guildenstern Hamlet and Horatio HAMLET TRAVESTIE Hamlet's the lad hath Heigho Hey randy dandy Hollo hungry mouser is't JOHNSON kill'd Ladies Laertes lord chamberlain Marcellus mother mutton ne'er never night Ophelia Ophelia's the maid Osrick Palace pantomime passage pick-axe and spade pickle play poison'd Polonius POPE pray quarto Queen of Denmark Ri tol tiddy rope of onions Rosen Rosencrantz Rosencrantz and Guildenstern says Horatio SCENE Sings snuff SONG.-HAMLET SONG.-OPHELIA soon STEEVENS swear tell thee there's Tol de rol tomb-stone Trumpets and Drums Tune twas twill uncle WARBURTON what's whilst Young Hamlet's Zounds
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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...