 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 in his eyes, distraction in's...  The dramatic works of William Shakspeare - Sayfa 44William Shakespeare tarafından - 1814Tam görünüm - Bu kitap hakkında
 | Robert Cohen - 2002 - 200 sayfa
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 | William Shakespeare - 2002 - 214 sayfa
...Good my lord. [Exeunt Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Hamlet Ay, so, God buy to you. Now I am alone. 535 O what a rogue and peasant slave am I! Is it not monstrous...player here, But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, 538-42 force . , . conceit: Hamlet praises the actor's skill, which controls his whole body and expresses... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1995 - 340 sayfa
...you. Exeunt Rosentrantz and GuHJenstern Now I ara alone.. O, what a rogue and peasant slave am 1 1 Is it not monstrous that this player here, But in...passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit 550 That from her working all his visage wanned, , Tears in bis eyes, distraction in his aspect, A... | |
 | Ewan Fernie - 2002 - 298 sayfa
...for a fiction while he can 'say nothing' for a murdered king, but he needs action, not pity or words. 'Is it not monstrous that this player here, / But...passion, / Could force his soul so to his own conceit' (2.2.545-7) reads first as a disgusted condemnation of the kind of synthetic ecstasy he requires to... | |
 | Herbert Blau - 2002 - 378 sayfa
...Karen. Julie is staring over Peter's arm as he holds Denise: JUL: Your sister's dead, Laertes. MAR: Is it not monstrous that this player here, But in...passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit . . . JUL: There is a willow grows aslant a brook, That shows his hoar leaves in the glassy stream.... | |
 | John O. Whitney, Tina Packer - 2002 - 321 sayfa
...all have cause. Don't be an auditor. Be an actor. 165 7 Lend Me Your Ears The Art of ' Perj nation Is it not monstrous that this player here, But in...passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit . . . Tears in his eyes, distraction in his aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting... | |
 | David Lee Miller - 2003 - 268 sayfa
...go backward." Later in the same scene Hamlet marvels at the transformative powers of make-believe: Is it not monstrous that this player here, But in...his visage wann'd, Tears in his eyes, distraction in his aspect, A broken voice, an' his whole function suiting With forms to his conceit? And all for... | |
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