哈姆雷特寂天文化, 2002 - 175 sidor |
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Sida 3 - Triumph, my Britain, thou hast one to show To whom all scenes of Europe homage owe. He was not of an age, but for all time!
Sida 113 - In my mind's eye, Horatio. HORATIO. I saw him once; he was a goodly king. HAMLET. He was a man, take him for all in all, I shall not look upon his like again. HORATIO. My lord, I think I saw him yesternight. HAMLET. Saw? Who?
Sida 114 - I'll have grounds More relative than this-the play's the thing Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king (2.2: 501-58) vi.
Sida 67 - ... jangled out of tune, or rudely handled, produce only a harsh and unpleasing sound. Though the rough business which Hamlet had in hand, the revenging of his father's death upon his murderer, did not suit with the playful state of courtship, or admit of the society of so idle a passion as love now seemed to him, yet it could not hinder...
Sida 113 - HAMLET: Then saw you not his face? HORATIO: O yes, my lord; he wore his beaver up. HAMLET: What, look'd he frowningly? HORATIO: A countenance more in Sorrow than in anger. HAMLET: Pale or red? HORATIO: Nay,, very pale.
Sida 61 - ... the consciousness within oneself of the choice one ought to make between right and wrong ji-Cj.