Shakespeare's Heroines: Characteristics of Women, Moral, Poetical, and HistoricalG. Bell and Sons, 1879 - 391 sider |
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Side 14
... eye , study its complicate nature and analyse its variety of tints ; but passion brought home to us in its reality , through our own feelings and experience , is like the same ray transmitted through a lens , — blinding , burning ...
... eye , study its complicate nature and analyse its variety of tints ; but passion brought home to us in its reality , through our own feelings and experience , is like the same ray transmitted through a lens , — blinding , burning ...
Side 25
... eye fixed on the lode - star of truth , steers us triumphantly among shoals and quicksands , where with any other pilot we had been wrecked . For instance , who but himself would have dared to bring into close contact two such ...
... eye fixed on the lode - star of truth , steers us triumphantly among shoals and quicksands , where with any other pilot we had been wrecked . For instance , who but himself would have dared to bring into close contact two such ...
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... eyes I did receive fair speechless messages ; * * and prepares us for Portia's half - betrayed , unconscious election of this most graceful and chivalrous admirer— NERISSA . Do you not remember , lady , in your father's time , a ...
... eyes I did receive fair speechless messages ; * * and prepares us for Portia's half - betrayed , unconscious election of this most graceful and chivalrous admirer— NERISSA . Do you not remember , lady , in your father's time , a ...
Side 50
... eyes looked upon was the best deserving a fair lady . PORTIA . I remember him well ; and I remember him worthy of thy praise . Our interest is thus awakened for the lovers from the very first ; and what shall be said of the casket scene ...
... eyes looked upon was the best deserving a fair lady . PORTIA . I remember him well ; and I remember him worthy of thy praise . Our interest is thus awakened for the lovers from the very first ; and what shall be said of the casket scene ...
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... eye shall be the stream And wat❜ry death - bed for him . Then immediately follows that revulsion of feeling , so beautifully characteristic of the hopeful , trusting , mounting spirit of this noble creature . But he may win ! And what ...
... eye shall be the stream And wat❜ry death - bed for him . Then immediately follows that revulsion of feeling , so beautifully characteristic of the hopeful , trusting , mounting spirit of this noble creature . But he may win ! And what ...
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admirable affection ALDA Antigone Antony Bassanio Beatrice beauty Benedick Bretagne Cæsar Camiola character charm CHARMIAN CLEOPATRA colouring Constance Cordelia Coriolanus CYMBELINE daughter death delicacy delineation Desdemona dignity dramatic Elinor eloquence exquisite eyes fancy father fear feeling female feminine fond gentle grace grief Hamlet hath heart heaven Helena Hermione heroine honour horror husband Iago imagination Imogen impression innocence intellect Isabella Juliet Katherine king Lady Macbeth Lear Leontes lord lover madam Madame de Staël manner marriage MEDON mind Miranda moral mother nature never noble Octavia once Ophelia Othello passion Perdita perfect pity placed play Plutarch poetical poetry Polynices Portia portrait Posthumus pride prince queen racter romance Romeo Romeo and Juliet Rosalind Roussillon scene scorn sense sentiment Shakspeare Shakspeare's Shylock simplicity soft soul speak spirit sweet temper tenderness thee things thou thought tragedy true truth vex'd Viola virtue VOLUMNIA whole wife woman women words
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Side 312 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Side 364 - Was the hope drunk Wherein you dress'd yourself? hath it slept since? And wakes it now, to look so green and pale At what it did so freely? From this time Such I account thy love. Art thou afeard To be the same in thine own act and valour 40 As thou art in desire? Wouldst thou have that Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life, And live a coward in thine own esteem, Letting ' I dare not ' wait upon ' I would,' Like the poor cat i
Side 233 - And, to deal plainly, I fear I am not in my perfect mind. Methinks I should know you and know this man; Yet I am doubtful; for I am mainly ignorant What place this is, and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments; nor I know not Where I did lodge last night. Do not laugh at me; For, as I am a man, I think this lady To be my child Cordelia.
Side 368 - Thus thou must do, if thou have it"; And that which rather thou dost fear to do Than wishest should be undone. Hie thee hither, That I may pour my spirits in thine ear; And chastise with the valour of my tongue All that impedes thee from the golden round, Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem To have thee crown'd withal.
Side 320 - You are my true and honourable wife ; As dear to me as are the ruddy drops That visit my sad heart.
Side 372 - Are you a man ? Macb. Ay, and a bold one, that dare look on that Which might appal the devil. Lady M. O proper stuff ! This is the very painting of your fear : This is the air-drawn dagger which, you said, Led you to Duncan.
Side 136 - Give me those flowers there, Dorcas. — Reverend sirs, For you there's rosemary and rue ; these keep Seeming and savour all the Winter long : Grace and remembrance be to you both,7 And welcome to our shearing ! Polix.
Side 62 - Well believe this, No ceremony that to great ones 'longs, Not the king's crown, nor the deputed sword, The marshal's truncheon, nor the judge's robe, Become them with one half so good a grace, As mercy does.
Side 350 - Every thing that heard him play, Even the billows of the sea, Hung their heads, and then lay by. In sweet music is such art, Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep, or hearing die.
Side 108 - Well, do not swear: although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract to-night : It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden ; Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be, Ere one can say — It lightens.