 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 416 páginas
...Heaven ? Oph. My lord, as I was sewing in my closet, 3 Lord Hamlet, — with his doublet all unbrac'd, No hat upon his head, his stockings foul'd, Ungarter'd, and down-gyved to his ankle, Pale as his shirt, his knees knocking each other, — He comes before me. ^ Pol. Mad for thy... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1809 - 476 páginas
...heaven ? Ofih. My lord, as I was sewing in my closet, Lord Hamlet, — with his douhlet all unhrac'd ; No hat upon his head ; his stockings foul'd, Ungarter'd,...And with a look so piteous in purport, As if he had heen loosed out of hell, To speak of horrors, — he comes hefore me. Pol. Mad for thy love ? Ofih.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1809 - 470 páginas
...of heaven ? Ofih. My lord, as I was sewing in my closet, Hamlet, — with his doublet all unbrac'd ; No hat upon his head; his stockings foul'd, Ungarter'd, and down-gyved to his ancle ;9 Pale as his shirt ; his knees knocking each other ; And with a look so piteous in purport, As if... | |
 | 1811 - 530 páginas
...Lord Hamlet, — with his doublet all unbrac'd; No hat upon his head, his stockings foul'd, UngarterM, and down-gyved to his ancle; Pale as his shirt; his...hell, To speak of horrors, — he comes before me. Pol. Mad for thy love! Oph. My lord, I do not know; But, truly, I do fear it. Pol. What said he! Oph.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 498 páginas
...heaven ? Oph. My lord, as I was sewing in my closet, Lord Hamlet, — with his doublet all unbrac'd ; No hat upon his head ; his stockings foul'd, Ungarter'd, and down-gyved to his ancle ;8 Pale as his shirt ; his knees knocking each other ; And with a look so piteous in purport, As if... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 396 páginas
...nnbrac'd; No hat npon his head ; his stockings fonl'd , Ungarter'd, and down-gyved to his ancle; 1'ale as his shirt; his knees knocking each other; And with a look so piteons in pnrport, As if he had been loosed ont of hell, To speak of horrors, — he comes before... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 414 páginas
...heaven ? Ofih. My lord, as I was sewing in my closet, Lord Hamlet, — with his doublet all unbrac'd ; No hat upon his head ; his stockings foul'd, Ungarter'd,...knocking each other ; And with a look so piteous in purpose, As if he had been loosed out of hell, To speak of horrors, — he comes before me. Pol. Mad... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 420 páginas
...Hamlet, — with his doublet all unbrac'd ; No hat upon his head , his stockings foul'd, Uugarter'd, and down-gyved to his ancle ; ' Pale as his shirt...knocking each other ; And with a look so piteous in purpose, As if he had been loosed out of hell, To speak of horrors, — he comes before me. Pol. Mad... | |
 | William Richardson - 1812 - 468 páginas
...Hamlet — with his doublet all unbrac'd, No hat upon his head, his stockings foul'd, Ungarter'd, Scc. And with a look so piteous in purport, As if he had been liosed out of hell, To speak of horrors ; he comes before me. Pol. Mad for thy love ? Oph. My Lord,... | |
 | Robert Deverell - 1813 - 666 páginas
...his doublet all unbraced, No hat upon his head, his stockings loose, (41) Ungartered, and down-gyred to his ancle ; Pale as his shirt ; his knees knocking...he had been loosed out of hell, To speak of horrors ; thus he comes before me. Pol. Mad for thy love ? Oph. My Lord, I do not know : But truly I do fear... | |
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Pale as his shirt ; his knees knocking each other ; And with a look so piteous in purport, As if he had been loosed out of hell, To speak of horrors, — he comes before me. 
