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ANNOTATIONS bear beauty better blow bring called Cheer Commentators consider critic dead dear death Denmark doubt drink Drums Edition Enter Enter HAMLET Exeunt Exit face father fear follow GENTLEMEN Ghost give grace grave Gravedigger GUILDENSTERN Hamlet hands he's head Heigho hold hope I'll intended is't JOHNSON keep King LADIES Laertes leave look Lord maid Marcellus mean meet minute mother nature never night nose once onions Ophelia Osrick Palace pantomime passage play poet Polonius poor Pope Pray present Queen randy dandy Ri tol tiddy Rosen ROSENCRANTZ royal says Horatio SCENE SECOND sense Sings sitting soon STEEVENS suppose sure tell thee there's thing thou Tol de rol travesty true trumpet Tune WARBURTON watch what's whilst young
Pagina 86 - Shakespeare was godfather to one of Ben Jonson's children, and, after the christening, being in a deep study, Jonson came to cheer him up, and asked him why he was so melancholy. ' No faith, Ben,' says he, ' not I, but I have been considering a great while what should be the fittest gift for me to bestow upon my godchild, and I have resolved at last.' ' I prythee, what ? ' says he. ' I' faith, Ben, I'll e'en give him a dozen good Latin (latten) spoons, and thou shalt translate them.
Pagina 104 - ... his custody." The importance attached to the pursuit in centuries past was far greater, and the laws severer than those applied to any sport of the present age. A man of rank seldom stirred from his house without a falcon on his wrist : it was an emblem that distinguished him from his vassal ; and it was not until about the middle of the seventeenth century that the pursuit began to decline.
Pagina 36 - And it's oh! dear! what can the matter be? Dear! dear! what can the matter be?
Pagina 71 - How science dwindles, and how volumes swell. How commentators each dark passage shun, And hold their farthing candle to the Sun.
Pagina 3 - I'd give if a sure way I knew How to thaw and resolve my stout flesh into dew! How happy were I if no sin were self-slaughter, For I'd then throw myself and my cares in the water ! Derry down, down, down, derry down. How weary, how profitless, stale, and how flat. Seem to me all life's uses, its joys,— and all that; This world is a garden unweeded ; and clearly Not worth living for — things rank and gross hold it merely.
Pagina 23 - to be, or not to be ?" For before he dare finish the strife, His reflections most serious ought to be. When his troubles too numerous grow, And he knows of no method to mend them, Had he best bear them tamely, or no ? Or by stoutly opposing them end them ? Ri tol de ml, <$e.
Pagina 10 - I'll speak to thee, thou look'st so like my dad — In a trim box, so snugly was't thou lain. Say! what the deuce e'er brought you out again?8 Any popular play was fair game, however, and this had another unfortunate long-term effect. After the war, the dramatization of Stowe's "Uncle Tom's Cabin" rivaled "Hamlet" as the most frequently spoofed work.