 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 420 Seiten
...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...his visage wann'd ; Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect,1 A broken voice, and his whole function suiting With forms to his conceit ? And all for... | |
 | William Richardson - 1812 - 468 Seiten
...circumstances, to have it strengthened. . Oh, what a rogue and peasant slave ara I ! Js it not monstrous that this player here, But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, Could force his sunl so to his own conceit, That, from her working, all his visage wann'd : Tears in his eyes, distraction... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1814 - 528 Seiten
...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...his visage wann'd ; Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting With Conns to his conceit? And all for... | |
 | Elegant extracts - 1816 - 490 Seiten
...a prison. Hamlet' > Reflections on the Player and himself. ELEGANT EXTRACTS. But in a fiction, in s dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit. That, from her working, all his visage wanu'd ? Tears in his eyes, distraction in 's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting... | |
 | 1821 - 438 Seiten
...may apply to him with great justice, the following passage of the great master spirit of nature : " This player here, But in a fiction, in a dream of...his visage wann'd ; Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole Auction suiting With forms to his conceit." But I am afraid... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1818 - 378 Seiten
...so, adieu, and — 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1819 - 502 Seiten
...I am alone. • b uy ' y e, O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I! Is it not monstrous, (59) that this player here, But in a fiction, in a dream of...own conceit, That, from her working, all his visage warm'd; (6o) Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting,(... | |
 | Albert Picket - 1820 - 314 Seiten
...here, AMERICAN SCHOOL CLAS3-BOO1J, No. 3. «45 But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, Could forte his soul so to his own conceit, That from her working all his visage warm'cT, Tears in his eyes, distraction in his aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 560 Seiten
...moved. On the contrary, his fine description of the actor's emotion shows, he thought just otherwise : ' this player here, 'But in a fiction, in a dream of...conceit, • That from her working all his visage wan'd : ' Tears in his eyes, distraction in his aspect, ' A broken voice," &c. And indeed had Hamlet... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 558 Seiten
...puritanical declamation, and their manners vulgarized by pleasantry of as low an origin. STEEVENS. Could force his soul so to his own conceit, That,...his visage wann'd ' ; Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect * 2, * Quarto, in his aspect. ' — all his visage WANN'D ;] [The folio warm'd.] This might... | |
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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... 
