The Metre of Macbeth: Its Relation to Shakespeare's Earlier and Later WorkPrinceton University Press, 1903 - 70 sider |
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Abbott accent Alexandrines and short anapæsts Antony and Cleopatra Arden Edition authorship Bathurst Biron blank verse cæsura Cent Cleo Comedy of Errors Compare Coriolanus count couplet Cymbeline double tag Dowden dramatic Duncan E. K. Chambers end-stopped end-syllable enjambement feminine endings feminine syllables fifth feet Fleay in Ingleby fourth foot Furnivall hath Hecate Henry VIII iambic Ingram instances Jahrbuch XXXI König Lady Lear light and weak light endings lines in Macbeth Love's Labour's Lost Mayor Measure for Measure Merchant of Venice metre metrical mid-line Middleton Monosyllabic feet monosyllables Number of Light number of rimes Number of Syllables Othello passage pause period poet poetic prose Queen rhythm rhythmical Richard Richard III riming lines run-on lines scenes Shakespeare short lines songs Spedding Speeches Ending stress Tempest tetrameter thee thou total number trochaic trochees Twelfth Night unrimed line weak endings Winter's Tale Witch words
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Side 63 - O shame ! where is thy blush ? Rebellious hell, If thou canst mutine in a matron's bones, To flaming youth let virtue be as wax, And melt in her own fire : proclaim no shame When the compulsive ardour gives the charge, Since frost itself as actively doth burn And reason pandars will. Queen. O Hamlet, speak no more : Thou turn'st mine eyes into my very soul ; And there I see such black and grained spots As will not leave their tinct.
Side 61 - How many thousand of my poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep ! — O Sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness ? Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets stretching thee...
Side 62 - Wilt thou, upon the high and giddy mast, Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge, And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them. With deaf ning clamours in the slippery clouds...
Side 63 - Have you eyes? Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor? Ha! Have you eyes? You cannot call it love; for at your age The heyday in the blood is tame, it's humble, And waits upon the judgement; and what judgement Would step from this to this?
Side 62 - Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads and hanging them With deafening clamour in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep, give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude, And in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king ? Then happy low, lie down I Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Side 23 - There stands in sight an isle hight Tenedon, Rich and of fame while Priam's kingdom stood, •"" Now but a bay, and road unsure for ship. Hither them secretly the Greeks withdrew, Shrouding themselves under the desert shore. And, weening we they had been fled and gone, And with that wind had fet the land of Greece, Troye discharged her long-continued dole. The gates cast up, we issued out to play, The Greekish camp desirous to behold, The places void, and the forsaken coasts. Here Pyrrhus' band,...
Side 23 - ... apt numbers, fit quantity of syllables, and the sense variously drawn out from one verse into another...
Side 21 - I go, and it is done: the bell invites me. Hear it not, Duncan, for it is a knell That summons thee to heaven, or to hell.
Side 15 - Shakespeare grew weary of the bondage of rhyme, or whether he became convinced of its impropriety in dramatic dialogue, his neglect of rhyming (for he never wholly disused it) seems to have been gradual. As, therefore, most of his early productions are characterized by the multitude of similar terminations which they exhibit, whenever of two early pieces it is doubtful which preceded the other, I am disposed to believe (other proofs being wanting) that play in which the greater number of rhymes is...
Side 18 - And thou oppos'd, being of no woman born, Yet I will try the last. Before my body I throw my warlike shield : lay on, Macduff ; And damn'd be him that first cries,