Lectures on the Literature of the Age of Elizabeth: And Characters of Shakespear's PlaysG. Bell and sons, 1878 - 515 sider |
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... seem disposed to think highly of them , and to give them every credit for a masculine and original vein of thought , as a matter of literary courtesy and enlargement of taste , we are afraid of coming to the proof , as too great a trial ...
... seem disposed to think highly of them , and to give them every credit for a masculine and original vein of thought , as a matter of literary courtesy and enlargement of taste , we are afraid of coming to the proof , as too great a trial ...
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... seems to have had the same feeling in his mind in the production of * See a Voyage to the Straits of Magellan , 1594. [ But to what source Skakspeare was really indebted for the first suggestion of his enchanting drama , still remains a ...
... seems to have had the same feeling in his mind in the production of * See a Voyage to the Straits of Magellan , 1594. [ But to what source Skakspeare was really indebted for the first suggestion of his enchanting drama , still remains a ...
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... seems a reference to Chaucer in the wording of the following lines : " Then saw I how he smiled with slaying knife Wrapp'd under cloke , then saw I deep deceit Lurk in his face , and death prepared for me . " t Sir Philip Sidney says of ...
... seems a reference to Chaucer in the wording of the following lines : " Then saw I how he smiled with slaying knife Wrapp'd under cloke , then saw I deep deceit Lurk in his face , and death prepared for me . " t Sir Philip Sidney says of ...
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... seems like an anticipation , in some de- gree , both of the measure and manner of Spenser . The following stanzas may give the reader an idea of the merit of this old poem , which was published in 1563 : * " By him † lay heavy sleep ...
... seems like an anticipation , in some de- gree , both of the measure and manner of Spenser . The following stanzas may give the reader an idea of the merit of this old poem , which was published in 1563 : * " By him † lay heavy sleep ...
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... seem to the writers better than none ; any nonsense served to amuse their hearers ; any cant phrase , any coarse allusion , any pompous absurdity , was taken for wit and drollery . Nothing could be too mean , too foolish , too ...
... seem to the writers better than none ; any nonsense served to amuse their hearers ; any cant phrase , any coarse allusion , any pompous absurdity , was taken for wit and drollery . Nothing could be too mean , too foolish , too ...
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¹ Act admiration affections Apemantus appear Beaumont and Fletcher beauty Ben Jonson blood breath Cæsar Caliban character comedy Coriolanus CYMBELINE D'Ol death delight dost doth dramatic edition Endymion Eumenides eyes Falstaff fancy fear feeling fire fool friends genius give grace hand hast hath hear heart heaven Hecate Henry honour Hubert human humour Iago Ibid imagination Jonson Julius Cæsar king kiss Lear learning live look lord Macbeth Malvolio manner Midsummer Night's Dream mind moral nature never night noble Othello passages passion person pity play pleasure poet poetry pride prince printed quincunxes Regan Richard Richard III scene seems sense sentiment Shakespear Sir Rad sleep soul speak speech spirit stage striking style sweet tender thee things thou art thought tion Titus Andronicus tragedy true truth unto words writers youth
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Side 234 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling regions of thick-ribbed ice ; To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world...
Side 204 - Let us roll all our strength and all Our sweetness up into one ball, And tear our pleasures with rough strife Thorough the iron gates of life. Thus, though we cannot make our sun Stand still, yet we will make him run.
Side 175 - This many summers in a sea of glory; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Side 94 - Is to make midnight mushrooms, that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew; by whose aid, Weak masters though ye be, I have bedimm'd The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds, And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war; to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt...
Side 68 - Force should be right; or rather, right and wrong, Between whose endless jar justice resides, Should lose their names, and so should justice too. Then everything includes itself in power, Power into will, will into appetite; And appetite, an universal wolf, So doubly seconded with will and power, Must make perforce an universal prey, And last eat up himself.
Side 163 - All murder'd : for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court, and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp...
Side 204 - But at my back I always hear Time's winged chariot hurrying near: And yonder all before us lie Deserts of vast Eternity. Thy beauty shall no more be found; Nor, in thy marble vault, shall sound My echoing song: then worms shall try That long preserved virginity: And your quaint honour turn to dust; And into ashes all my lust. The grave's a fine and private place, But none I think do there embrace.
Side 232 - Lest thou a feverous life should'st entertain, And six or seven winters more respect Than a perpetual honour. Dar'st thou die ? The sense of death is most in apprehension ; And the poor beetle, that we tread upon, In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great As when a giant dies.
Side 215 - A jest's prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it, never in the tongue Of him that makes it...
Side 197 - Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge? if we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that.