Francis Bacon and His ShakespeareSargent publishing Company, 1895 - 461 pàgines |
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Pàgina 12
... reality , if only it be made clearly manifest . The reason is to be found in that conservative instinct , dominant in the sound mind , which forbids the acceptance of a novel theory , if the facts presented in its support , interpreted ...
... reality , if only it be made clearly manifest . The reason is to be found in that conservative instinct , dominant in the sound mind , which forbids the acceptance of a novel theory , if the facts presented in its support , interpreted ...
Pàgina 13
... reality , uncovering the recesses of the heart , bringing into view its motives , its choices and their consequences , and enabling us to follow continuously its devious workings . It is of considerable length , extending over five ...
... reality , uncovering the recesses of the heart , bringing into view its motives , its choices and their consequences , and enabling us to follow continuously its devious workings . It is of considerable length , extending over five ...
Pàgina 79
... reality itself , by imprinting upon men's souls , Charity , which is excellently called ' the bond of perfection , ' because it com- prehends and fastens all virtues together . . . . So cer- tainly if a man's mind be truly inflamed with ...
... reality itself , by imprinting upon men's souls , Charity , which is excellently called ' the bond of perfection , ' because it com- prehends and fastens all virtues together . . . . So cer- tainly if a man's mind be truly inflamed with ...
Pàgina 99
... reality to be read aright , in their true significance , and in an unapproachable power over the soul . " Truth needs no color with his color fix'd ; Beauty no pencil , beauty's truth to lay ; But best is best , if never intermix'd ...
... reality to be read aright , in their true significance , and in an unapproachable power over the soul . " Truth needs no color with his color fix'd ; Beauty no pencil , beauty's truth to lay ; But best is best , if never intermix'd ...
Pàgina 104
... realities of existence , of which knowledge is power . The result had been centuries of dreary waste and barrenness . By God's gift , Bacon saw , as by a flash of inspiration , the fatal error in which mankind had been involved , with ...
... realities of existence , of which knowledge is power . The result had been centuries of dreary waste and barrenness . By God's gift , Bacon saw , as by a flash of inspiration , the fatal error in which mankind had been involved , with ...
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Pàgina 303 - This was the noblest Roman of them all : All the conspirators, save only he, Did that they did in envy of great Caesar; He only, in a general honest thought, And common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle; and the elements So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up, And say to all the world, " This was a man i
Pàgina 159 - For I can raise no money by vile means: By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash By any indirection: I did send To you for gold to pay my legions, Which you denied me: was that done like Cassius?
Pàgina 282 - Woe to the hand that shed this costly blood! Over thy wounds now do I prophesy — Which, like dumb mouths, do ope their ruby lips, To beg the voice and utterance of my tongue — A curse shall light upon the limbs of men ; Domestic fury and fierce civil strife Shall cumber all the parts of Italy...
Pàgina 159 - All this ? Ay, more. Fret till your proud heart break ; Go show your slaves how choleric you are, And make your bondmen tremble. Must I budge ? Must I observe you? Must I stand and crouch Under your testy humor?
Pàgina 451 - 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 unvarnish'd tale deliver Of my whole course of love; what drugs, what charms, What conjuration and what mighty magic, For such proceeding I am charged withal, I won his daughter.
Pàgina 279 - 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.
Pàgina 159 - Julius bleed for justice' sake? What villain touch'd his body, that did stab, And not for justice? What, shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world, But for supporting robbers ; shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes ? And sell the mighty space of our large honors, For so much trash, as may be grasped thus?
Pàgina 60 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their emperor; Who, busied in his majesty, surveys The singing masons building roofs of gold, The civil citizens kneading up the honey, The poor mechanic porters crowding in Their heavy burdens at his narrow gate, The sad-eyed justice, with his surly hum,...
Pàgina 341 - Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul Of the wide world, dreaming on things to come, Can yet the lease of my true love control, Suppos'd as forfeit to a confin'd doom.
Pàgina 88 - Why is my verse so barren of new pride, So far from variation or quick change ? Why, with the time, do I not glance aside To new-found methods and to compounds strange ? Why write I still all one, ever the same, And keep invention in a noted weed, That every word doth almost tell my name. Showing their birth, and where they did proceed ? O.