 | William Shakespeare - 1793 - 682 pages
...juftice done to them by the loweft order of human beings. But in a ficlion, in a dream of paflion, Could force his foul fo to his own conceit, That, from her working, all his vifage wann'd ; } Tears in his eyes, diftradlion in's afpedr./ Sax/tins his animal, mentifyue capacius... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1796 - 422 pages
...0, what a rogue and peafant flave am I ! Is it not monflrous that this Player here, But in a fi&ion, in a dream of paffion, Could force his foul fo to his own conceit, That, from her working, all his vifage wan'd : Tears in his eyes, diftraftion in his afpeft, A broken voice, and his whole funftion... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1796 - 476 pages
...what a rogue and peafant (lave am I 1 Is ir not monftrous that this player here, But in a fiflion. in a dream of paffion, Could force his foul fo to his own conceit, That, fiom her working, all his vifage wann'd ; Tears in his eyes, diftraitton in 's alpeft, A broken voice,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1798 - 478 pages
...[Exeunt Ros. aWGuiLHam. Ay,'fo, God be wi'you: — Now I am alontO, what a rogue and peafant flave am I ! Is it not monftrous, that this player here,...fo to his own conceit, That, from her working, all hisvifage warm'd; Tears in his eyes, diftradtion in's afpect:, A broken voice, and his whole function... | |
 | 1802 - 700 pages
...<lefcription. It is to Shakefpeare we rauft look for a picture of his great fcholar. ' Is it not mouftrous that this player here, « But in a fiction, in a dream of paffion, « Should force his foul fo to his own conceit, 1 That, from her working, all his vifage wann'd, 1... | |
 | John Walker - 1799 - 438 pages
...peafant flave am 1 1 Is it not monftrous, that this player here, But in a fiftion, in a dream of paifion, Could, force his foul fo to his own conceit, • That from her working, all his vifage warm'd, Tears in his eyes, diftraftion in his afpeft, A broken voice, and his whole funftion... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1800 - 304 pages
...fo, God be wi' you : — Now I am alone. O, what a rogue and peafant Have am I ! Is it not monltrous, that this player here, But in a fiction, in a dream of paffion, Could force his ioul fo to his own conceit, That, from her working, all his vifage wann'd ; Tears in his eyes, diftradtion... | |
 | Arthur Murphy - 1801 - 544 pages
...fcholar* Is it not monilrous that this player herrf> But in a fiction, in a dream of paffion, Should force his foul fo to his own conceit, That, from her working, all his vifage wann'd, Tears in his eyes, diftraclion in his afpect, A broken voice, and his whole function... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 446 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 to his own conceit, That from her working, all his visage wann'd ; Tears... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 642 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;... | |
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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... 
