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Pagina 4
Derry down , & c . So fondly he lov ' d her , I ' ve oft heard him tell her , “ If it rains ,
my dear Gertrude , pray take my umbrella . ” When too roughly the winds have
beset her , he ' hath said , “ My dear , take my Belcher ( b ) to tie round your head .
Derry down , & c . So fondly he lov ' d her , I ' ve oft heard him tell her , “ If it rains ,
my dear Gertrude , pray take my umbrella . ” When too roughly the winds have
beset her , he ' hath said , “ My dear , take my Belcher ( b ) to tie round your head .
Pagina 16
I thought ' twas Old Scratch , So I fasten ' d the latch , And went on with my work
as before ; But whilst my needle I was threading , Lord Hamlet popp ' d his head
inFor , d ' ye mind , he kick ' d open the door . His doublet unbrac ' d , Was slung ...
I thought ' twas Old Scratch , So I fasten ' d the latch , And went on with my work
as before ; But whilst my needle I was threading , Lord Hamlet popp ' d his head
inFor , d ' ye mind , he kick ' d open the door . His doublet unbrac ' d , Was slung ...
Pagina 33
the usual pantomime signs of distress — Vows never to survive him — At least ,
to live single ever after - Duke shakes his head in a manner as expressive as
possible of the monosyllable “ fudge ” - Duchess points to the ceiling , ( the ...
the usual pantomime signs of distress — Vows never to survive him — At least ,
to live single ever after - Duke shakes his head in a manner as expressive as
possible of the monosyllable “ fudge ” - Duchess points to the ceiling , ( the ...
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 91
... more advan . tageously , and more beneficially employed in im . proving the
wigs which are worn by co - temporaneous heads ; or , in anticipating
improvements for those which may be , hereafter , displayed on the heads of
posterity .
... more advan . tageously , and more beneficially employed in im . proving the
wigs which are worn by co - temporaneous heads ; or , in anticipating
improvements for those which may be , hereafter , displayed on the heads of
posterity .
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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
Populaire passages
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...