The Plays & Poems of Shakespeare: According to the Improved Text of Edmund Malone, Including the Latest Revisions, with a Life, Glossarial Notes, an Index ...H:O. Bohn, 1857 |
Между кориците на книгата
Резултати 1 - 5 от 16.
Страница 54
... Guil . But we both obey ; And here give up ourselves , in the full bent , 1 To lay our service freely at your feet , To be commanded . King . Thanks , Rosencrantz , and gentle Guilden- stern . Queen . Thanks , Guildenstern , and gentle ...
... Guil . But we both obey ; And here give up ourselves , in the full bent , 1 To lay our service freely at your feet , To be commanded . King . Thanks , Rosencrantz , and gentle Guilden- stern . Queen . Thanks , Guildenstern , and gentle ...
Страница 62
... Guil . My honored lord ! Ro . My most dear lord ! - Ham . My excellent good friends ! How dost thou , Guildenstern ? Ah , Rosencrantz ! good lads , how do ye both ? Ro . As the indifferent children of the earth . Guil . Happy , in that ...
... Guil . My honored lord ! Ro . My most dear lord ! - Ham . My excellent good friends ! How dost thou , Guildenstern ? Ah , Rosencrantz ! good lads , how do ye both ? Ro . As the indifferent children of the earth . Guil . Happy , in that ...
Страница 63
... Guil . Prison , my lord ? Ham . Denmark's a prison . Ro . Then is the world one . Ham . A goodly one , in which there are many confines , wards , and dungeons ; Denmark being one of the worst . Ro . We think not so , my lord . Ham . Why ...
... Guil . Prison , my lord ? Ham . Denmark's a prison . Ro . Then is the world one . Ham . A goodly one , in which there are many confines , wards , and dungeons ; Denmark being one of the worst . Ro . We think not so , my lord . Ham . Why ...
Страница 64
... Guil . What should we say , my lord ? Ham . Any thing - but to the purpose . You were sent for ; and there is a kind of confession in your looks , which your modesties have not craft enough to color . I know , the good king and queen ...
... Guil . What should we say , my lord ? Ham . Any thing - but to the purpose . You were sent for ; and there is a kind of confession in your looks , which your modesties have not craft enough to color . I know , the good king and queen ...
Страница 67
... Guil . O , there has been much throwing about of brains . Ham . Do the boys carry it away ? Ro . Ay , that they do , my lord ; Hercules and his load too . Hum . It is not very strange : for my uncle is king of Denmark ; and those , that ...
... Guil . O , there has been much throwing about of brains . Ham . Do the boys carry it away ? Ro . Ay , that they do , my lord ; Hercules and his load too . Hum . It is not very strange : for my uncle is king of Denmark ; and those , that ...
Други издания - Преглед на всички
Често срещани думи и фрази
Bernardo beseech Bian blood Brabantio Cassio Clown Cyprus daughter dead dear death Denmark Desdemona devil dost thou doth Duke Elsinore Emilia Enter HAMLET Enter OTHELLO Exeunt Exit Exit Ghost eyes fair faith Farewell father fear fool Fortinbras foul gentlemen Ghost give grace grief Guil hand handkerchief hath hear heart heaven hither hold honest honor Horatio husband Iago kill'd King knave lady Laer Laertes lago lieutenant look madam madness Marcellus marry Michael Cassio mistress Moor mother murder never night noble Norway o'er Ophelia OSRIC play players poison poison'd Polonius Pr'ythee pray Pyrrhus Queen revenge Roderigo Rosencrantz and Guildenstern SCENE SHAK signior soul speak sweet sword tell thee There's thine thing thou art thou dost thou hast thought to-night trumpet twas Venice villain what's wife
Популярни откъси
Страница 61 - I'll leave you till night: you are welcome to Elsinore. Ros. Good my lord ! [Exeunt Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. Ham. Ay, so, God be wi' you : — Now I am alone. O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I ! Is it not monstrous, that this player here, But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit, That, from her working, all his visage wann'd ; Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting With forms to his conceit ?...
Страница 17 - Neither a borrower nor a lender be: For loan oft loses both itself and friend; And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry. This above all, — to thine own self be true; And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man.
Страница 90 - But O, what form of prayer Can serve my turn ? ' Forgive me my foul murder'? That cannot be, since I am still possess'd Of those effects for which I did the murder, My crown, mine own ambition and my queen. . May one be pardon'd and retain the offence? In the corrupted currents of this world Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice, And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself Buys out the law...
Страница 49 - O God, I could be bounded in a nut-shell, and count myself a king of infinite space, were it not that I have bad dreams.
Страница 63 - I know my course. The spirit that I have seen May be the devil; and the devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape; yea, and perhaps Out of my weakness and my melancholy, As he is very potent with such spirits, Abuses me to damn me.
Страница 69 - O, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown ! The courtier's, soldier's, scholar's, eye, tongue, sword ; The expectancy and rose of the fair state, The glass of fashion and the mould of form, The observed of all observers, quite, quite down...
Страница 112 - How all occasions do inform against me, And spur my dull revenge! What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more.
Страница 71 - O, it offends me to the soul to hear a robustious periwig-pated fellow tear a passion to tatters, to very rags, to split the ears of the groundlings...
Страница 112 - Makes mouths at the invisible event, Exposing what is mortal and unsure To all that fortune, death, and danger dare, Even for an egg-shell. Rightly to be great Is not to stir without great argument, But greatly to find quarrel in a straw, When honour's at the stake.
Страница 97 - O Hamlet! speak no more! Thou turn'st mine eyes into my very soul ; And there I see such black and grained spots, As will not leave their tinct.