Till the foul crimes, done in my days of nature, Are burnt and purg'd away. But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul ; freeze thy young blood ; Make thy two eyes,... Shakespeare's Hamlet - Página 27por William Shakespeare - 1868 - 307 páginasVista completa - Acerca de este libro
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...GHOST I am thy father's spirit, Doomed for a certain term to walk the night, And for the day confined to fast in fires, Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature Are burnt and purged away: but that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold whose... | |
| Andreas Höfele, Werner von Koppenfels - 2005 - 312 páginas
...soul: I am thy father's spirit, Doomed for a certain term to walk the night, And for the day confined to fast in fires, Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature Are burnt and purged away. But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house I could a tale unfold [...]... | |
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| Paul Kuritz - 2006 - 196 páginas
...flames Must render up myself... Doomed for a certain term to walk the night, And for the day confined to fast in fires, Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature Are burnt and purged away. While Kyd's Ophelia dies by falling over a cliffs edge, Shakespeare's heroine drowns amid... | |
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| Carlo Ardito - 2007 - 489 páginas
...repertory work.' 'Why not engage a ghost?' 'You mean:' Clifford lowered his voice to a deep bass. '" I am thy father's spirit, Doom'd for a certain term...night, And for the day confin'd to fast in fires...'" 'Not that kind of ghost, you fool. Someone who'll write it for you. For a fee. You just talk to him,... | |
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