Shakespeare's Tragedies and Modern Critical Theory

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Fairleigh Dickinson Univ Press, 1997 - 238 pàgines
This book makes a distinctive contribution to the current debate between traditional humanist approaches to Shakespeare and the newer modes of analysis informed by Marxism, poststructuralism, and feminism. The study addresses a broad audience, including readers who are interested in Shakespeare but unfamiliar with critical theory. To enable such readers to gain a purchase on the theoretical debate, the author provides an introduction to the main critical positions now represented in Shakespeare studies. The underlying assumptions of humanist criticism are articulated, and the challenge posed by critical theory is explored.

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Continguts

Introduction
11
Humanist Criticism and the Challenge of Theory
21
Marxist Criticism Cultural Materialism and the History of the Subject
38
New Historicism
64
Poststructuralism
81
Feminist Criticism I
110
Feminist Criticism II
153
Humanism Redefined
181
Conclusion
203
Notes
209
Bibliography
225
Index
236
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Pàgina 54 - Come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full Of direst cruelty ! make thick my blood ; Stop up the access and passage to remorse, That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose...
Pàgina 69 - May the winds blow till they have waken'd death ! And let the labouring bark climb hills of seas, Olympus-high; and duck again as low As hell's from heaven ! If it were now to die, 'Twere now to be most happy ; for, I fear, My soul hath her content so absolute, That not another comfort like to this Succeeds in unknown fate.
Pàgina 92 - Cut me to pieces, Volsces ; men and lads, Stain all your edges on me. — Boy ! False hound ! If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That, like an eagle in a dovecote, I Flutter'd your Volscians in Corioli : Alone I did it. — Boy ! Auf.
Pàgina 55 - And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full Of direst cruelty ! make thick my blood, Stop up the access and passage to remorse, That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between The effect and it ! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers. Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief!
Pàgina 60 - Sir, in my heart there was a kind of fighting That would not let me sleep; methought I lay Worse than the mutines in the bilboes. Rashly, And praised be rashness for it, — Let us know, Our indiscretion sometimes serves us well, When our deep plots do pall ; and that should teach us, There's a divinity that shapes our ends, Rough-hew them how we will.
Pàgina 69 - Twere now to be most happy, for I fear My soul hath her content so absolute That not another comfort like to this Succeeds in unknown fate. Des. The heavens forbid But that our loves and comforts should increase Even as our days do grow!
Pàgina 55 - The effect, and it. Come to .my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife see not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, hold ! Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor ! Enter MACBETH.
Pàgina 126 - With a more riotous appetite. Down from the waist they are centaurs, though women all above : but to the girdle do the gods inherit, beneath is all the fiends' ; there's hell, there's darkness, there is the sulphurous pit, burning, scalding, stench, consumption.
Pàgina 25 - We know now that a text is not a line of words releasing a single 'theological' meaning (the 'message' of the Author-God) but a multi-dimensional space in which a variety of writing, none of them original, blend and clash.
Pàgina 102 - I melt, and am not Of stronger earth than others. — My mother bows, As if Olympus to a molehill should In supplication nod ; and my young boy Hath an aspect of intercession, which Great nature cries,

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