Studies of Shakespeare: In the Plays of King John, Cymbeline, Macbeth, As You Like It, Much Ado about Nothing, Romeo and Juliet, with Observations on the Criticism and the Acting of Those PlaysLongman Brown, Green and Longmans, 1847 - 384 sider |
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Side 17
... passage in question is so wonderfully impres- sive . It is not the proud , fierce , haughty woman , but the sensitive and apprehensive woman alone , lashed out of all her usual habits of mind and temper , by direst injury and basest ...
... passage in question is so wonderfully impres- sive . It is not the proud , fierce , haughty woman , but the sensitive and apprehensive woman alone , lashed out of all her usual habits of mind and temper , by direst injury and basest ...
Side 19
... of imagination which in the * The omission of this passage in acting , mutilates the develope- ment of the intellectual part of this interesting character . end turns sorrow to frenzy , " - and calls THE LADY CONSTANCE . 19.
... of imagination which in the * The omission of this passage in acting , mutilates the develope- ment of the intellectual part of this interesting character . end turns sorrow to frenzy , " - and calls THE LADY CONSTANCE . 19.
Side 21
... passages from this same essay of hers shall be our text : 66 In fact , it is not pride , nor temper , nor ambition , nor even maternal affection , which , in Constance , gives the prevailing tone to the whole character ; it is the ...
... passages from this same essay of hers shall be our text : 66 In fact , it is not pride , nor temper , nor ambition , nor even maternal affection , which , in Constance , gives the prevailing tone to the whole character ; it is the ...
Side 22
... passages ; as is ever the case with a being like her , in whom a noble nature has unfolded itself in harmonious vigour . Her glowing heart , indeed , stirred by the deepest of all passions , a widowed mother's boundless and idolatrous ...
... passages ; as is ever the case with a being like her , in whom a noble nature has unfolded itself in harmonious vigour . Her glowing heart , indeed , stirred by the deepest of all passions , a widowed mother's boundless and idolatrous ...
Side 24
... ! oh , thine honour ! ' there was a sublimity in the laugh of her sar- casm . " Now , we must affirm , that anything like sarcastic expression of this passage is quite inconsistent with the 24 FEMALE CHARACTERS IN KING JOHN . '
... ! oh , thine honour ! ' there was a sublimity in the laugh of her sar- casm . " Now , we must affirm , that anything like sarcastic expression of this passage is quite inconsistent with the 24 FEMALE CHARACTERS IN KING JOHN . '
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Side 313 - Do not swear at all ; Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self, Which is the god of my idolatry, And I'll believe thee.
Side 336 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale : look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east : Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Side 114 - The Prince of Cumberland! that is a step On which I must fall down, or else o'erleap, For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires: The eye wink at the hand; yet let that be Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.
Side 362 - Ah, dear Juliet, Why art thou yet so fair? Shall I believe That unsubstantial death is amorous ; And that the lean abhorred monster keeps Thee here in dark to be his paramour?
Side 112 - Cannot be ill ; cannot be good : — if ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth ? I am thane of Cawdor : If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair. And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, Against the use of nature...
Side 19 - And, father cardinal, I have heard you say That we shall see and know our friends in heaven: If that be true, I shall see my boy again; For since the birth of Cain, the first male child, To him that did but yesterday suspire, There was not such a gracious creature born.
Side 310 - What's Montague? it is nor hand, nor foot, Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part Belonging to a man. O, be some other name! What's in a name? that which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet; So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd, Retain that dear perfection which he owes Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name, And for that name which is no part of thee Take all myself.
Side 310 - O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name! Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, And I'll no longer be a Capulet.
Side 134 - O, full of scorpions is my mind, dear wife ! Thou know'st that Banquo, and his Fleance, lives. Lady M. But in them nature's copy's not eterne. Macb. There's comfort yet ; they are assailable ; Then be thou jocund : ere the bat hath flown His cloister'd flight, ere to black Hecate's summons The shard-borne beetle with his drowsy hums Hath rung night's yawning peal, there shall be done A deed of dreadful note.
Side 125 - Methought I heard a voice cry "Sleep no more! Macbeth does murder sleep," the innocent sleep, Sleep that knits up the ravell'd sleave of care, The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast, — Lady M.