Lectures on English History and Tragic Poetry, as Illustrated by ShakespeareParry & McMillan, 1856 - 466 sider |
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Side 26
... darkness of the night . Or it may be that the historian's labour is not upon the scant materials of a dim antiquity , but upon the immense accumulation from which the history of a later time is to be extracted . Now , in either case ...
... darkness of the night . Or it may be that the historian's labour is not upon the scant materials of a dim antiquity , but upon the immense accumulation from which the history of a later time is to be extracted . Now , in either case ...
Side 42
... dark simple and pure life of his own countrymen ? It was only the tradi- tion , which made current upon the Continent a name glorified by the English - it was only the singularity of being able to possess all of these whimsical ...
... dark simple and pure life of his own countrymen ? It was only the tradi- tion , which made current upon the Continent a name glorified by the English - it was only the singularity of being able to possess all of these whimsical ...
Side 46
... dark , region of historical knowledge , which may be fitly described as the legendary period of British history . Amid the multitude of stories or fables which belong to these times , one found its way to the heart of Shak- speare ; and ...
... dark , region of historical knowledge , which may be fitly described as the legendary period of British history . Amid the multitude of stories or fables which belong to these times , one found its way to the heart of Shak- speare ; and ...
Side 48
... dark and impenetrable forests of Germany , and on the other what appeared the more accessible and easy conquest of the almost unknown land of the Britons . He looked to the white cliffs of these shores , perhaps with a revengeful eye ...
... dark and impenetrable forests of Germany , and on the other what appeared the more accessible and easy conquest of the almost unknown land of the Britons . He looked to the white cliffs of these shores , perhaps with a revengeful eye ...
Side 50
... darkness , " goes still more seriously to work in the way of correction , by remarking that " this is one of Shakspeare's most remarkable anachronisms ; for that King Lear succeeded his father Bladud in the year of the world 3105 , and ...
... darkness , " goes still more seriously to work in the way of correction , by remarking that " this is one of Shakspeare's most remarkable anachronisms ; for that King Lear succeeded his father Bladud in the year of the world 3105 , and ...
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Side 304 - Love had he found in huts where poor men lie, His daily teachers had been woods and rills, The silence that is in the starry sky, The sleep that is among the lonely hills.
Side 456 - Never, lago. Like to the Pontic sea, Whose icy current and compulsive course Ne'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on To the Propontic and the Hellespont ; Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace, Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love. Till that a capable and wide revenge Swallow them up. — Now, by yond marble heaven, In the due reverence of a sacred vow {Kneels, I here engage my words.
Side 389 - Shine not in vain ; nor think, though men were none, That heaven would want spectators, God want praise : Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, both when we wake, and when we sleep : All these with ceaseless praise his works behold Both day and night. How often from the steep Of echoing hill or thicket have we heard Celestial voices to the midnight air, Sole, or responsive each to other's note, Singing their great Creator...
Side 140 - 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 306 - Thou hast most traitorously corrupted the youth of the realm in erecting a grammar school : and whereas, before, our forefathers had no other books but the score and the tally, thou hast caused printing to be used, and, contrary to the king, his crown and dignity, 40 thou hast built a paper-mill.
Side 460 - It is the cause, it is the cause, my soul — Let me not name it to you, you chaste stars ! — It is the cause. Yet I'll not shed her blood; Nor scar that whiter skin of hers than snow, And smooth as monumental alabaster.
Side 326 - My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain. Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree; Murder, stern murder in the dir'st degree; All several sins, all us'd in each degree, Throng to the bar, crying all, 'Guilty, guilty!
Side 141 - 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.
Side 333 - Love thyself last ; cherish those hearts that hate thee: Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's and truth's...
Side 176 - And that small model of the barren earth Which serves as paste and cover to our bones. For God's sake, let us sit upon the ground And tell sad stories of the death of kings...