Hamlet Travestie: In Three ActsJ.M. Richardson, 1810 - 94 pagina's |
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Pagina 24
... better to - morrow . Hamlet . Ri tol de rol , & c . ( Seeing Ophelia ) Think on my sins , Ophelia , when you pray . Ophelia . My Lord , I hope I see you well to - day ? Hamlet . I humbly thank you , pretty well , my dear . Ophelia . My ...
... better to - morrow . Hamlet . Ri tol de rol , & c . ( Seeing Ophelia ) Think on my sins , Ophelia , when you pray . Ophelia . My Lord , I hope I see you well to - day ? Hamlet . I humbly thank you , pretty well , my dear . Ophelia . My ...
Pagina 25
... better you , to give it ' tis my duty : - Imprimis : let your honesty discourse not with your beauty . Won't you , won't you , won't you to a nunnery go ? I told you once I lov'd you , but ' twas easy to perceive That I did'nt care a ...
... better you , to give it ' tis my duty : - Imprimis : let your honesty discourse not with your beauty . Won't you , won't you , won't you to a nunnery go ? I told you once I lov'd you , but ' twas easy to perceive That I did'nt care a ...
Pagina 42
... better not be frighten'd , pray do , Sir ! Hamlet - Whom ' tis I look at , fain you'd be knowing : Straight thro ' the trap - door now he's going . Queen - Whom ' tis you look at , fain I'd be knowing : - Who thro ' the trap - door now ...
... better not be frighten'd , pray do , Sir ! Hamlet - Whom ' tis I look at , fain you'd be knowing : Straight thro ' the trap - door now he's going . Queen - Whom ' tis you look at , fain I'd be knowing : - Who thro ' the trap - door now ...
Pagina 48
... better have her in to keep her quiet . Queen . Well , send her up . ( Exit Hor . ) I think the devil's in it , That I can never be alone a minute . Enter Horatio with Ophelia . Ophelia ( sings . ) Three children sliding on the ice , All ...
... better have her in to keep her quiet . Queen . Well , send her up . ( Exit Hor . ) I think the devil's in it , That I can never be alone a minute . Enter Horatio with Ophelia . Ophelia ( sings . ) Three children sliding on the ice , All ...
Pagina 62
... better not provoke me . I'll fight for her , ( so hold your mag ) , Until my eye - lids cease to wag ; But if you only mean to brag , Come , tell me what you'll do , Sir . Of paltry Greenwich - hill you speak , But on me , I'll let them ...
... better not provoke me . I'll fight for her , ( so hold your mag ) , Until my eye - lids cease to wag ; But if you only mean to brag , Come , tell me what you'll do , Sir . Of paltry Greenwich - hill you speak , But on me , I'll let them ...
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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...