 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 370 pagini
...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...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... | |
 | Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - 1824 - 366 pagini
...which ends the second act! How charming it will be to speak it! " O what a rogue and peasant slave am I! Is it not monstrous that this player here, But...own conceit, That from her working all his visage wann'd; Tears in his eyes, distraction in his aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Dodd - 1824 - 428 pagini
...neither; though, by your smiling, you seem to say so. HAMLET'S REFLECTIONS ON THE PLAYER AND HIMSELF. 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's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting... | |
 | Albert Picket - 1825 - 272 pagini
...the best ? If she come in she'll sure speak to my wife. Vexation. O win ra rogue and peasant slave am I .' Is it not monstrous, that this player here, But...his visage warm'd, Tears in his eyes, distraction in his aspect. A broken voice, and his whole function suiting With forms to his conceit ! and all for... | |
 | 1825 - 726 pagini
...did fell Without just weigbt to ballance it w'hall.* • What saith the Actor's immortal Tutor? • this player here, But in a fiction, in a dream of...own conceit, That, from her working, all his visage wann'd, Tears in his eyes, distraction in 's aspect, A broke.-, voice, and his whole function suiting... | |
 | 1825 - 970 pagini
...did fall Without just weight to ballance it w'hall.* • What saith the Actor's immortal Tutor? • this player here, But in a fiction, in a dream of...to his own conceit, That, from her working, all his viiag« wann'd, Tears in his eyes, distraction in 's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 554 pagini
...Steevens. I In in. Ay, so, good bye to you : — Now I am alone. O what a rogue and peasant slave am I ! Is it not monstrous, that this player here, But...own conceit, That from her working, all his visage wann'd70; Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 540 pagini
...origin.'—Steetens. Ham. Ay, so, good bye to you:—Now I am alone. O what a rogue and peasant slave am I! Is it not monstrous, that this player here, But...own conceit, That from her working, all his visage wann'd 70 ; Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1828 - 448 pagini
...you: — Now I am alone. 0 what a rogue and peasant slave am I ! Is it not monstrous that thls plnyer here, But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, Could...own conceit, That from her working, all his visage wann'd ; Tears in hia eyes, distraction in's aspect, A hroken voice, and his whole function suiting... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 638 pagini
...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...own conceit, That from her working, all his visage vvann'd ;h Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting... | |
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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... 
