Shakspere: Personal RecollectionsBroadway Publishing Company, 1904 - 306 pàgines |
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Pàgina xviii
... sweets , storing the rich booty of Nature in the honey- comb of his philosophic hive . Through his brain the variegated paraphernalia of Nature , in field , forest , vale , mount , river , sea and sky were illuminated with a divine ...
... sweets , storing the rich booty of Nature in the honey- comb of his philosophic hive . Through his brain the variegated paraphernalia of Nature , in field , forest , vale , mount , river , sea and sky were illuminated with a divine ...
Pàgina 48
... Sweet Helen , make me immortal with a kiss ! Her lips suck forth my soul - see where it flies ; Come , Helen , come , give me my soul again ; Here will I dwell , for heaven is in these lips , And all is dross that is not Helena . O ...
... Sweet Helen , make me immortal with a kiss ! Her lips suck forth my soul - see where it flies ; Come , Helen , come , give me my soul again ; Here will I dwell , for heaven is in these lips , And all is dross that is not Helena . O ...
Pàgina 49
... Sweet bottom grass and high delightful plain , Round rising hillocks , brake obscure and rough To shelter thee from tempest and from rain ; Then be my deer since I am such a park— No dog shall rouse thee though a thousand bark ! " When ...
... Sweet bottom grass and high delightful plain , Round rising hillocks , brake obscure and rough To shelter thee from tempest and from rain ; Then be my deer since I am such a park— No dog shall rouse thee though a thousand bark ! " When ...
Pàgina 52
... attains the utmost round , He then unto the ladder turns his back , Looks in the clouds , scorning the base degrees By which he did ascend ! " CHAPTER VII . THEATRICAL DRUDGERY . COMPOSITIONS . " Sweet 52 Shakspere : Personal Recollections.
... attains the utmost round , He then unto the ladder turns his back , Looks in the clouds , scorning the base degrees By which he did ascend ! " CHAPTER VII . THEATRICAL DRUDGERY . COMPOSITIONS . " Sweet 52 Shakspere : Personal Recollections.
Pàgina 53
Personal Recollections John Alexander Joyce. CHAPTER VII . THEATRICAL DRUDGERY . COMPOSITIONS . " Sweet are the uses of adversity , Which , like the toad , ugly and venomous , Wears yet a precious jewel in its head . " SHAKSPERE had now ...
Personal Recollections John Alexander Joyce. CHAPTER VII . THEATRICAL DRUDGERY . COMPOSITIONS . " Sweet are the uses of adversity , Which , like the toad , ugly and venomous , Wears yet a precious jewel in its head . " SHAKSPERE had now ...
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Pàgina 268 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes : And thus far hear me, Cromwell; And, — when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble...
Pàgina 126 - And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you. I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts ; I am no orator, as Brutus is: But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend : and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him.
Pàgina 182 - Jewish gaberdine, And all for use of that which is mine own. Well then, it now appears you need my help: Go to, then; you come to me, and you say "Shylock, we would have moneys...
Pàgina 171 - More strange than true : I never may believe These antique fables, nor these fairy toys. Lovers and madmen have such seething brains, Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends. The lunatic, the lover and the poet Are of imagination all compact...
Pàgina 180 - Let me play the Fool : With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come ; And let my liver rather heat with wine, Than my heart cool with mortifying groans. Why should a man, whose blood is warm within, Sit like his grandsire cut in alabaster ? Sleep when he wakes?
Pàgina 123 - Who is here so base that would be a bondman? If any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so rude that would not be a Roman? If any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so vile that will not love his country? If any, speak: for him have I offended. I pause for a reply.
Pàgina 99 - But, soft ! what light through yonder window breaks ! It is the east, and Juliet is the sun ! — [Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she...
Pàgina 121 - O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, That I am meek and gentle with these butchers ! Thou art the ruins of the noblest man That ever lived in the tide of times.
Pàgina 252 - Their dearest action in the tented field, And little of this great world can I speak, More than pertains to feats of broil and battle, And therefore little shall I grace my cause In speaking for myself. Yet, by your gracious patience, I will a round...
Pàgina 217 - O, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown! The courtier's, soldier's, scholar's, eye, tongue, sword; The expectancy and rose of the fair state, The glass of fashion and the mould of form, The observed of all observers, quite, quite down!