 | Nahem Yousaf - 2001 - 192 Seiten
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 | George Wilson Knight - 2002 - 396 Seiten
...father's spirit, Doom'd for a certain term to walk the night, And for the day confin'd to fast in fires, Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature Are...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... | |
 | Augusto Boal - 2002 - 360 Seiten
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 | John O. Whitney, Tina Packer - 2002 - 321 Seiten
...that he is Doom'd for a certain term to walk the night, And for the day confin'd to fast in fires, Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature Are burnt and purg'd away. HAMLET (1.5, 10-13) That seems to be a description of what in Roman Catholic theology is known as "purgatory,"... | |
 | Rüdiger Imhof - 2002 - 324 Seiten
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 | Stanley Wells - 2002 - 316 Seiten
...Hamlet was neither Heaven nor Hell but a prison-house where he is, as he says: conf1ned to fast in f1res Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature Are burnt and purged away. (1.5.u-13) The penultimate word of this excerpt makes it abundantly clear that it is from... | |
 | Herbert Blau - 2002 - 378 Seiten
...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. There is a hiss from the edge of the circle, fire and serpent. List, list, O list! Ifthou... | |
 | Robert J. Pellegrini, Theodore R. Sarbin - 2002 - 256 Seiten
...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... | |
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I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul ; freeze thy young blood ; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres... 
