The Riddles of Hamlet and the Newest AnswersStratford Company, 1917 - 494 pages This is a reproduction of a book published before 1923. This book may have occasional imperfections such as missing or blurred pages, poor pictures, errant marks, etc. that were either part of the original artifact, or were introduced by the scanning process. We believe this work is culturally important, and despite the imperfections, have elected to bring it back into print as part of our continuing commitment to the preservation of printed works worldwide. We appreciate your understanding of the imperfections in the preservation process, and hope you enjoy this valuable book. |
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action affirms angels avenge belief Catholic cause character Christian Church Claudius conscience consequence court courtiers crime criminal critics crown death dementia Denmark discloses divine doubt drama Elizabethan era Elsinore England evil exclaims eyes fact faith father fear feelings feigned foul Gervinus ghost grief guilt Hamlet heart heaven Hence hero honor hope Horatio human ignorance judgment justice King Laertes madman madness marriage melancholy mental mind minister moral moreover mother murder nature noble Ophelia outrageous fortune overmastering pagan Pantheist passion philosopher play plot Poet Poet's Polonius Positivist prayer present Prince Prince's principles prompted proof Protestantism purgatorial purpose Queen reason religion religious resolve retributive justice revealed revenge roused royal Saxo Grammaticus says scene secret seems sense Shakespeare soliloquy soul speak spirit strong subjective school superman supernatural supreme surprise suspicion sword sworn theory thou thought tion tragedy true truth turn utter virtue Wittenberg words
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Page 39 - That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember? why, she would hang on him, As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on; and yet, within a month, Let me not think on't: Frailty, thy name is woman! A little month, or ere those shoes were old With which she follow'd my poor father's body...
Page 4 - O, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown! The courtier's, soldier's, scholar's, eye, tongue, sword; The expectancy and rose of the fair state, The glass of fashion and the mould of form, The observed of all observers, quite, quite down!
Page 276 - The observed of all observers, quite, quite down! And I, of ladies most deject and wretched, That suck'd the honey of his music vows, Now see that noble and most sovereign reason, Like sweet bells jangled, out of tune and harsh...
Page 38 - gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, The bird of dawning singeth all night long : And then, they say, no spirit dares stir abroad; The nights are wholesome ; then no planets strike, No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm, So hallow'd and so gracious is the time.
Page 232 - The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despised love, the law's delay, The insolence of office and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make, With a bare bodkin?
Page 314 - Pray can I not, Though inclination be as sharp as will: My stronger guilt defeats my strong intent; And, like a man to double business bound, I stand in pause where I shall first begin, And both neglect. What if this cursed hand Were thicker than itself with brother's blood, Is there not rain enough in the sweet heavens To wash it white as snow?
Page 75 - He hath a tear for pity, and a hand Open as day for melting charity : Yet, notwithstanding, being incensed, he's flint ; As humorous as winter, and as sudden As flaws congealed in the spring of day.
Page 12 - gainst self-slaughter ! O God ! O God ! How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world ! Fie on't! O fie! 'tis an unweeded garden, That grows to seed; things rank, and gross in nature, Possess it merely.
Page 53 - O Hamlet, speak no more : Thou turn'st mine eyes into my very soul ; And there I see such black and grained spots As will not leave their tinct.
Page 410 - Lay her i' the earth; And from her fair and unpolluted flesh May violets spring! I tell thee, churlish priest, A ministering angel shall my sister be, When thou liest howling.