 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 558 pages
...God 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 passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit, That from her working, all his visage wann'd ;... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Dodd - 1824 - 428 pages
...your smiling, you seem to say so. HAMLET'S REFLECTIONS ON THE PLAYER AND HIMSELF. Is it not monstrous, that this player here, But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit, That from her working, all his visage wann'd;... | |
 | Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - 1824 - 366 pages
...act! How charming it will be to speak it! " 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 so to his own conceit, That from her working all his visage wann'd; Tears... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 370 pages
...God 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 passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit, That, from her working, all his visage wann'd... | |
 | 1824 - 496 pages
...deficiency in this respect, he never could attain any eminence in it himself. " Is it not monstrous, that this player here, " But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, " Could force his soul so to hie own conceit, " That from her working, all his visage wanned,... | |
 | Albert Picket - 1825 - 272 pages
...she'll sure speak to my wife. Vexation. O win ra 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 so to his own conceit, That from her working all his visage warm'd, Tears... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 540 pages
...so, good bye to 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 passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit, That from her working, all his visage wann'd 70... | |
 | 1826 - 508 pages
...POLONIUS and Acton, L. Now I ara alone, (c.) 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 into his own conceit, That, from her working, all his visage wann'd ;... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 554 pages
...good bye to 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 passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit, That from her working, all his visage wann'd70;... | |
 | Thomas Curtis - 1829 - 820 pages
...monstruosity in love, that the will is infinite, and the execution confined. ShaJapeare. Is it not monstrous that this player here, But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his conceit. That, from her working, all his visage waned '. He... | |
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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... 
