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Pàgina 204
... thee , stand me now upon He that hath kill'd my king , and whor'd my mother ; Popp'd in between th ' election and my hopes : Thrown out his angle for my proper life , And with such cozenage is't not perfect conscience , To quit him with ...
... thee , stand me now upon He that hath kill'd my king , and whor'd my mother ; Popp'd in between th ' election and my hopes : Thrown out his angle for my proper life , And with such cozenage is't not perfect conscience , To quit him with ...
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Pàgina 92 - And let those that play your clowns speak no more than is set down for them; for there be of them that will themselves laugh, to set on some quantity of barren spectators to laugh too, though in the mean time some necessary question of the play be then to be considered; that's villainous, and shows a most pitiful ambition in the fool that uses it.
Pàgina 42 - Yes, trust them not ! for there is an upstart crow, beautified with our feathers, that with his " Tiger's heart wrapped in a player's hide," supposes he is as well able to bombast out a blank verse as the best of you ; and, being an absolute Johannes Factotum, is, in his own conceit, the only Shake-scene in a country.
Pàgina 76 - To be, or not to be, I there's the point, To Die, to sleepe, is that all? I all: No, to sleepe, to dreame, I mary there it goes, For in that dreame of death, when wee awake, And borne before an...
Pàgina 314 - 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!
Pàgina 81 - Alas my Lord, as raging as the sea : Whenas he came, I first bespake him faire, But then he throwes and tosses me about, As one forgetting that I was his mother...
Pàgina 336 - SHAKESPEARE'S LIBRARY.— A Collection of the Romances, Novels, Poems, and Histories used by Shakespeare as the foundation of his Dramas, now first collected and accurately reprinted from the original Editions, with Notes, &c.
Pàgina 204 - A murderer and a villain ; A slave that is not twentieth part the tithe Of your precedent lord ; a vice of kings ; A cutpurse of the empire and the rule, That from a shelf the precious diadem stole, And put it in his pocket ! Queen.
Pàgina 65 - Historic of Hamlet, Prince of Denmarke. By William Shakespeare. Newly imprinted and enlarged to almost as much againe as it was, according to the true and perfect Coppie.
Pàgina 100 - Shakspeare wanted art, and sometimes sense ; for in one of his plays he brought in a number of men, saying they had suffered shipwreck in Bohemia, where is no sea near by a hundred miles.
Pàgina 80 - Queene Alas, it is the weakenesse of thy braine, Which makes thy tongue to blazon thy hearts griefe: But as I have a soule, I sweare by heaven, I never knew of this most horride murder: But Hamlet, this is onely fantasie, And for my love forget these idle fits.