| Woman - 1835 - 758 páginas
...stolen away every thing that nature can afford, — yet must she travel the same road with us all. " Get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come ; — In Nature's happiest mould, however cast, To one complexion them must turn at last.... | |
| E. A. J. Honigmann - 1998 - 202 páginas
...nightly wanton play. Bid her paint till day of doom, To this favour she must come. (Compare Hamlet, V.1 : 'get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come'). I believe Weever himself may be the author of A Memento (his epigram on the death... | |
| Stephen Orgel, Sean Keilen - 1999 - 334 páginas
...reflection on human or even male mortality but a triumphant reading and declaration of female mortality: "Now get you to my lady's chamber and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favor she must come" (5.1.186-89l. Although a commonplace of Renaissance misogyny, Hamlet's move from... | |
| John Green, Paul Negri - 2000 - 68 páginas
...that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now to mock your own grinning? Quite chop-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come. Make her laugh at that. Prithee, Horatio, tell me one thing. HORATIO. What's that, my... | |
| Peter Quennell, Hamish Johnson - 2002 - 246 páginas
...that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now to mock your own grinning? Quite chop-fallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come. Make her laugh at that, (vi) York, Archbishop of (R.Il) see SCROOP, RICHARD. York, Archbishop... | |
| William Shakespeare - 2001 - 304 páginas
...that were wont to set the table on a roar? No one now to mock your own jeering? 55 Quite chop-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come. Make her laugh at that. Prithee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Horatio What's that, my... | |
| Lloyd Cameron, Rebecca Barnes - 2001 - 116 páginas
...skull in the grave, he comes to the realisation that everyone's fate is the same. He says to Horatio: Now get you to my lady's chamber and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour must she come. (Act V, Sc. i, lines 189-91) Rosencrantz is also concerned with the inevitability of... | |
| Joseph Twadell Shipley - 2001 - 688 páginas
...sky. Good heavens! "Alas! poor Yorick. . . . Where be your gibes now? Your gambols? Your songs? . . . Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come"-Hamlet, contemplating the skull of the Court Jester. kan: sing. L canere; frequentative... | |
| Carol Chillington Rutter - 2001 - 244 páginas
...comes with other instructions, ventriloquized by yet another of the king's doubles, Hamlet, his son: 'Now get you to my lady's chamber and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come.' Yorick's wisdom makes revenge superfluous. 'To this favour [we] must come' means we... | |
| Lawrence Schoen - 2001 - 240 páginas
...that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come; make her laugh at that. Prithee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Horatio What's that, my... | |
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