 | John Cumming - 1863 - 340 pagini
...second we would not, the first we must take up and prosecute at any expense of time, toil, or money. " Is it not monstrous, that this player here, But in...own conceit, That from her working, all his visage wann'd; Tears in his eyes, distraction in his aspect, A broken voice,—and all for nothing! What would... | |
 | George Jacob Holyoake - 1863 - 254 pagini
...make you ready. " Aye, so, God be wi' you. — Now I am alone, 0 what a rogue and peasant slave am 1 ! Is it not monstrous that this player here, But in...own conceit, That from her working all his visage wanned ; Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting... | |
 | John Conolly - 1863 - 220 pagini
...begins — HAM. Ay, so, God be wi' you : — "Now I am alone. 0, what a rogue and peasant slave am I ! Is it not monstrous, that this player here, But...a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his whole conceit, That from her working, all his visage wann'd ; Tears in his eyes, distraction in 's... | |
 | Michael Schulman, Eva Mekler - 1998 - 370 pagini
...be wi' ye! (ROSENCRANTZ and CUILDENSTERN exit.) Now I am alone. O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I! Is it not monstrous that this player here, But...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... | |
 | Elena Alexander, Douglas Dunn - 1998 - 204 pagini
...through this routine, and I am now thinking . . . No, I will let you in on what Hamlet is thinking: Is it not monstrous that this player here, But in...his own conceit That from her working all his visage wanned. Tears in his eyes, distraction in his aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting... | |
 | Eve Rachele Sanders - 1998 - 288 pagini
...with such apparent feeling, Aeneas' grief and rage in recounting the bloody murder and its aftermath: Is it not monstrous that this player here, But in...passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit . . . Yeti, A dull and muddy-mettled rascal, peak Like John-a-dreams, unpregnant of my cause, And can... | |
 | Stephen Orgel, Sean Keilen - 1999 - 356 pagini
...is yet surprised when it comes and when it seizes the player: O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I! Is it not monstrous that this player here, But...his own conceit That from her working all his visage wanned, Tears in his eyes, distraction in his aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting... | |
 | Joan Ackermann - 1999 - 60 pagini
...of pizza in it is on the passenger seat. GABE. Now I am alone. O, what a rogue and pleasant slave am I! Is it not monstrous that this player here, But...his own conceit That from her working all his visage waned, Tears in his eyes, distraction in his aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting... | |
 | John Russell Brown - 1999 - 234 pagini
...* * 176 At times Hamlet speaks directly about acting and, in soliloquy, is objectively descriptive: Is it not monstrous that this player here, But in...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... | |
 | Brian B. Ritchie - 1999 - 362 pagini
...term the emotional sincerity of the actor in fitting his own emotions to the pathos of his speech: Is it not monstrous that this player here, But in...his own conceit That from her working all his visage wanned, Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, age which revelled in the potentialities and varieties... | |
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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... 
