 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 522 pagine
...Now I am alone. O, what a rogae 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 bis own conceit, That, That, from her working, all his visage wann'd ; Tears in his eyes, distraction... | |
 | Monthly literary register - 1841 - 1092 pagine
...recite a speech in a public hall and the cue being given, is immediately carried out of himself, — " Tears in his eyes, distraction in 's aspect A broken...whole function suiting With forms to his conceit." Acting is wholly imaginative. In the faculty of readily incrtine the imagination to a degree that produces... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 446 pagine
...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 to his own conceit, That from her working, all his visage wann'd ; Tears in his eyes, distraction in's... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 642 pagine
...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 visage wann'd; Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting With forms to his conceit? And all for... | |
 | John Howe Baron Chedworth - 1805 - 392 pagine
...to a theatrical exhibition. P. 364.— 279.— 147. Ham. Is it not monstrous, that this player here, But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, Could force...conceit, That from her working, all his visage wann'd. I prefer warm'd, the reading of the folio, to wann'd, the reading of the quarto. P. 367.— 282.—... | |
 | E. H. Seymour - 1805 - 454 pagine
...which prevails generally in the tragedy itself. 156. " Is it not monstrous, that this player here, " But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, " Could force...own conceit, " That from her working, all his visage Mr. Steevens would read " warm'd," according to the folio, instead of " wann'd," as exhibited in the... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 486 pagine
...it not monstrous, that this player here, But ma fiction, in a dream of passion, Could force his soul 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? And all for... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 486 pagine
...GUILDENSTERIST. 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 to his own conceit, That from her working, all his visage wann'd ; Tears in his eyes, distraction in's... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 420 pagine
...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 visage wann'd; Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting With forms to his conceit ? And all for... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 374 pagine
...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 visage wann'd ; Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting With forms to his conceit ? And all for... | |
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I'll leave you till night; you are welcome to Elsinore. Ros. Good my lord ! [Exeunt Rosencrantz and Giiildenstern. Ham. Ay, so, God be wi' ye :—Now I am alone. O, what a rogue and 'peasant slave am I ! Is it not monstrous that this player here, But... 
