| William Shakespeare - 1836 - 534 trang
...my lord ! [Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN. Ham. Ay, so, good bye to you ; — now I am alone. O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I ! Is it not...own conceit, That from her working, all his visage wanned ; ' 1 The folio reads warmed, which reading Steevens contended for ; but surely no one can doubt,... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1836 - 624 trang
...Good my lord ! [Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN. Ham. Ay, so, God be wi' you : — Now I am alone O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I ! Is it not...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... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1843 - 646 trang
...Good my lord ! [Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN. Ham. Ay, so, good bye you 8. — Now I am alone. O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I ! Is it not...own conceit, That, from her working, all his visage wann'd9; Tears in his eyes, distraction in his aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1843 - 594 trang
...Good my lord ! [Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN. Ham. Ay, so, God be wi' you.— Now I am alone. O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I ! Is it not...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... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1843 - 582 trang
...Good my lord ! [Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN. Ham. Ay, so, God be wi' you.— Now I am alone. O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I ! Is it not...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... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1843 - 652 trang
...Good my lord ! [Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN. Ham. Ay, so, good bye you 8. — Now I am alone. O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I ! Is it not...own conceit, That, from her working, all his visage wann'd9; Tears in his eyes, distraction in his aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1843 - 364 trang
...Elsinore. Ros. Good my lord ! [Exeunt Ros. and Gun.. Ham. Ay, so, God be wi' you : Now I am alone. O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I ! Is it not...a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his whole conceit, That from her working, all his visage warm'd ; Tears in his eyes, distraction in 's... | |
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