Shakspere: His Inner Life as Intimated in His WorksJ. Maxwell, 1865 - 521 sider |
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Side 7
... probably written by Jonson . These few remarks may serve to symbolise the amount of uncertainty and misrepresentation , both of friends and foes , against which the fame of Shakspere has had to struggle . We do not , indeed , yet ...
... probably written by Jonson . These few remarks may serve to symbolise the amount of uncertainty and misrepresentation , both of friends and foes , against which the fame of Shakspere has had to struggle . We do not , indeed , yet ...
Side 13
... poet exactly in the manner more fully developed in the following pages . The name of the writer of the tract is unknown ; but he was evidently some playwright , envious of Shak- spere's reputation , and probably one who had written a.
... poet exactly in the manner more fully developed in the following pages . The name of the writer of the tract is unknown ; but he was evidently some playwright , envious of Shak- spere's reputation , and probably one who had written a.
Side 14
... probably one who had written a play in which Shakspere had acted . " Envy will Merit as its shade pursue , And like the shadow prove the substance true . ” At the period when this nameless lampooner dis- charged his venom on his ...
... probably one who had written a play in which Shakspere had acted . " Envy will Merit as its shade pursue , And like the shadow prove the substance true . ” At the period when this nameless lampooner dis- charged his venom on his ...
Side 29
... probably produced in 1585 , that is in the twenty - first year of his age . Three years previously , Shakspere had wedded Anne Hathaway ; and , having thus early begun life as a man , we might expect to find but little of the boy in ...
... probably produced in 1585 , that is in the twenty - first year of his age . Three years previously , Shakspere had wedded Anne Hathaway ; and , having thus early begun life as a man , we might expect to find but little of the boy in ...
Side 30
... probably depended on its success ; for in the year which we have attributed to its production , biogra- phers fix the first visit of the poet to London , whither it is supposed he had journeyed to try his luck , and benefit his family ...
... probably depended on its success ; for in the year which we have attributed to its production , biogra- phers fix the first visit of the poet to London , whither it is supposed he had journeyed to try his luck , and benefit his family ...
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action already Anne Hathaway Antony appears artist beauty become Ben Jonson Cæsar character Coleridge comedy Comedy of Errors comic composition conduct Coriolanus death dialogue divine drama dramatist Duke England evidently eyes fact faery fancy father favour feeling genius Gentlemen of Verona Hamlet hath heart heaven Helena Henry Henry VI hero honour human idea ideal imagination individual John Juliet Julius Cæsar king lady latter Lear living Lord Love's Labour's lost lovers Macbeth manner means ment mind moral murder nature noble old play Othello passion perceive period person philosophical players poem poet poet's poetic poetry prince Queen racter recognise rendered Richard Richard III Romeo Romeo and Juliet says scene Shak Shakspere Shakspere's Shaksperian Sonnets soul spere spirit stage story Stratford style sublime supposed taste theatre thee things thou thought Timon tion tragedy Troilus woman written
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Side 177 - Therefore the moon, the governess of floods, Pale in her anger, washes all the air, That rheumatic diseases do abound : And thorough this distemperature we see The seasons alter : hoary-headed frosts Fall in the fresh lap of the crimson rose, And on old Hiems' thin and icy crown An odorous chaplet of sweet summer buds Is, as in mockery, set.
Side 125 - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus ? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast...
Side 273 - If the balance of our lives had not one scale of reason to poise another of sensuality, the blood and baseness of our natures would conduct us to most preposterous conclusions : but we have reason to cool our raging motions, our carnal stings, our unbitted lusts ; whereof I take this, that you call love, to be a sect or scion.
Side 492 - Which hides your life and shows not half your parts. If I could write the beauty of your eyes And in fresh numbers number all your graces, The age to come would say 'This poet lies; Such heavenly touches ne'er touch'd earthly faces.
Side 8 - Yet must I not give Nature all; thy art, My gentle Shakespeare, must enjoy a part. For though the poet's matter nature be, His art doth give the fashion; and, that he Who casts to write a living line, must sweat, (Such as thine are) and strike the second heat Upon the Muses...
Side 392 - Hence in a season of calm weather Though inland far we be, Our Souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither, Can in a moment travel thither, And see the Children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
Side 100 - t, that the opposed may beware of thee. Give every man thine ear, but few thy voice : Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment. Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy, But not...
Side 221 - Sweet Swan of Avon! what a sight it were To see thee in our waters yet appear, And make those flights upon the banks of Thames, That so did take Eliza, and our James!
Side 44 - Sir, he hath never fed of the dainties that are bred in a book ; He hath not eat paper, as it were ; he hath not drunk ink ; his intellect is not replenished ; he is only an animal, only sensible in the duller parts...
Side 134 - Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What do I fear? Myself? There's none else by. Richard loves Richard; that is, I am I. Is there a murderer here? No— yes, I am. Then fly. What, from myself? Great reason why— Lest I revenge. What, myself upon myself! Alack, I love myself. Wherefore? For any good That I myself have done unto myself? O, no! Alas, I rather hate myself For hateful deeds committed by myself!