Hamlet Travestie: In Three ActsJ.M. Richardson, 1810 - 94 pagina's |
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Pagina 2
... mind— Hamlet . A little more than kin , and less than kind . King . Why hang the clouds still on you ? Come , have done . Hamlet . You're out , my Lord : I'm too much in the sun.— Queen . Come , Hamlet , leave off crying ; ' tis in vain ...
... mind— Hamlet . A little more than kin , and less than kind . King . Why hang the clouds still on you ? Come , have done . Hamlet . You're out , my Lord : I'm too much in the sun.— Queen . Come , Hamlet , leave off crying ; ' tis in vain ...
Pagina 7
... mind : " Heigho ! " says Horatio , Says I , " I'm quite sure you've left something behind , Some treasure perhaps your exec'tors can't find . With his tomb - stone , & c . " You'd best shew where ' tis hid , " says Horatio . He seem'd ...
... mind : " Heigho ! " says Horatio , Says I , " I'm quite sure you've left something behind , Some treasure perhaps your exec'tors can't find . With his tomb - stone , & c . " You'd best shew where ' tis hid , " says Horatio . He seem'd ...
Pagina 9
... gives me pluck - so mind what you're about . Still am I call'd - paws off - the time we're wasting- Come , brush ; or else I'll give you both a basting . [ Breaking from them . Hop off , I say ! ( To Ghost ) HAMLET TRAVESTIE . 9.
... gives me pluck - so mind what you're about . Still am I call'd - paws off - the time we're wasting- Come , brush ; or else I'll give you both a basting . [ Breaking from them . Hop off , I say ! ( To Ghost ) HAMLET TRAVESTIE . 9.
Pagina 16
... mind , he kick'd open the door . His doublet unbrac'd , Was slung round his waist , And his stockings were dirty and loose ; He was pale as a sheet , And could scarce keep his feet . Thus he came in , and star'd like a goose ! He took ...
... mind , he kick'd open the door . His doublet unbrac'd , Was slung round his waist , And his stockings were dirty and loose ; He was pale as a sheet , And could scarce keep his feet . Thus he came in , and star'd like a goose ! He took ...
Pagina 37
... mind your eye- Queen . I'll tip it him for certain . [ Polonius conceals himself behind the arras . Enter Hamlet . Hamlet . Well , mother , what's D 3 HAMLET TRAVESTIE . 37 Tis now the time when church-yards yawn, ...
... mind your eye- Queen . I'll tip it him for certain . [ Polonius conceals himself behind the arras . Enter Hamlet . Hamlet . Well , mother , what's D 3 HAMLET TRAVESTIE . 37 Tis now the time when church-yards yawn, ...
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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...