Tragic Drama in Aeschylus, Sophocles, and ShakespeareLongmans, Green and Company, 1904 - 280 pàgines |
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Tragic Drama in Aeschylus, Sophocles, and Shakespeare: An Essay Lewis Campbell Visualització completa - 1904 |
Tragic Drama in Aeschylus, Sophocles, and Shakespeare: An Essay Lewis Campbell Visualització completa - 1904 |
Tragic Drama in Aeschylus, Sophocles, and Shakespeare: An Essay Lewis Campbell Visualització completa - 1904 |
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Pàgina 62 - Time's glory is to calm contending kings, To unmask falsehood, and bring truth to light, To stamp the seal of time in aged things, To wake the morn, and sentinel the night, To wrong the wronger till he render right ; To ruinate proud buildings with thy hours, And smear with dust their glittering golden towers : 1 To fill with worm-holes stately monuments, To feed oblivion with decay of things, To blot old books, and alter their contents, To pluck the quills from ancient ravens...
Pàgina 111 - He being thus lorded, Not only with what my revenue yielded. But what my power might else exact, — like one Who having unto truth, by telling of it, Made such a sinner of his memory, To credit his own lie...
Pàgina 211 - In the corrupted currents of this world Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice, And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself Buys out the law; but 'tis -not so above: There is no shuffling, there the action lies In his true nature, and we ourselves compell'd Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults To give in evidence.
Pàgina 215 - Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream : The genius, and the mortal instruments, Are then in council; and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection.
Pàgina 8 - Tragedy, as it was anciently composed, hath been ever held the gravest, moralest, and most profitable of all other poems: therefore said by Aristotle to be of power by raising pity and fear, or terror, to purge the mind of those and such like passions, that is to temper and reduce them to just measure with a kind of delight stirred up by reading or seeing those passions well imitated.
Pàgina 203 - Horatio, what a wounded name, Things standing thus unknown, shall live behind me ? If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, Absent thee from felicity awhile, And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain, To tell my story.
Pàgina 31 - By the o'ergrowth of some complexion Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason Or by some habit that too much o'er-leavens The form of plausive manners that these men Carrying I say the stamp of one defect Being nature's livery or fortune's star...
Pàgina 247 - Our love was new and then but in the spring When I was wont to greet it with my lays, As Philomel in summer's front doth sing And stops her pipe in growth of riper days ; Not that the summer is less pleasant now Than when her mournful hymns did hush the night, But that wild music burthens every bough And sweets grown common lose their dear delight.
Pàgina 161 - There is One great society alone on earth : The noble Living and the noble Dead.
Pàgina 72 - Wilt thou draw near the nature of the gods ? Draw near them then in being merciful : Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge, Thrice-noble Titus, spare my first-born son.