Characters of Shakespeare's PlaysWiley and Putnam, 1845 - 229 pàgines |
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Pàgina 1
... never shone out fuller or brighter , or looked more like itse , than at this period . Our writers and great men had some- thing in them that savoured of the soil from which they grew : they were not French , they were not Dutch , or ...
... never shone out fuller or brighter , or looked more like itse , than at this period . Our writers and great men had some- thing in them that savoured of the soil from which they grew : they were not French , they were not Dutch , or ...
Pàgina 3
... mankind were in the same pre- dicament , and never knew anything till we did ; that the world had grown old in sloth and ignorance , had dreamt out its long minority of five thousand years in a dozing state , GENERAL VIEW OF THE SUBJECT .
... mankind were in the same pre- dicament , and never knew anything till we did ; that the world had grown old in sloth and ignorance , had dreamt out its long minority of five thousand years in a dozing state , GENERAL VIEW OF THE SUBJECT .
Pàgina 9
... never yet subsided . Germany first broke the spell of misbegotten fear , and gave the watchword ; but England joined the shout , and echoed it back with her island voice from her thousand cliffs and craggy shores , in a longer and a ...
... never yet subsided . Germany first broke the spell of misbegotten fear , and gave the watchword ; but England joined the shout , and echoed it back with her island voice from her thousand cliffs and craggy shores , in a longer and a ...
Pàgina 11
... never seen on earth before nor since . This shone manifestly both in his words and actions . We see it in his washing the disciples ' feet the night before his death , that unspeakable instance of humility and love , " above all art ...
... never seen on earth before nor since . This shone manifestly both in his words and actions . We see it in his washing the disciples ' feet the night before his death , that unspeakable instance of humility and love , " above all art ...
Pàgina 15
... never existed before : the contemplation of that which is so created , is sufficient to satisfy the demands of taste ; and it is the habitual study and imitation of the original models that takes away the power , and even wish to do the ...
... never existed before : the contemplation of that which is so created , is sufficient to satisfy the demands of taste ; and it is the habitual study and imitation of the original models that takes away the power , and even wish to do the ...
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Pàgina 24 - Would he were fatter. — But I fear him not. Yet if my name were liable to fear, I do not know the man I should avoid So soon as that spare Cassius. He reads much ; He is a great observer, and he looks Quite through the deeds of men.
Pàgina 144 - Let's choose executors and talk of wills : And yet not so — for what can we bequeath Save our deposed bodies to the ground? Our lands, our lives, and all are Bolingbroke's, And nothing can we call our own but death, And that small model of the barren earth Which serves as paste and cover to our bones.
Pàgina 114 - Indian mount, or fairy elves, Whose midnight revels, by a forest side, Or fountain, some belated peasant sees, Or dreams he sees, while overhead the moon Sits arbitress, and nearer to the earth Wheels her pale course ; they, on their mirth and dance Intent, with jocund music charm his ear ; At once with joy and fear his heart rebounds.
Pàgina 68 - A tower'd citadel, a pendant rock, A forked mountain, or blue promontory With trees upon't, that nod unto the world, And mock our eyes with air: thou hast seen these signs; They are black vesper's pageants. EROS. Ay, my lord. ANTONY. That which is now a horse, even with a thought The rack dislimns; and makes it indistinct, As water is in water.
Pàgina 105 - ... we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon and the stars : as if we were villains by necessity, fools by heavenly compulsion ; knaves, thieves and treachers, by spherical predominance ; drunkards, liars and adulterers, by an enforced obedience of planetary influence ; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on : an admirable evasion of whoremaster man, to lay his goatish disposition to the charge of a star...
Pàgina 163 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Pàgina 210 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods...
Pàgina 34 - Shall I make spirits fetch me what I please, Resolve me of all ambiguities, Perform what desperate enterprise I will? I'll have them fly to India for gold, Ransack the ocean for orient pearl, And search all corners of the new-found world For pleasant fruits and princely delicates...
Pàgina 159 - Sits on thy skin like morning dew, And while thy willing soul transpires At every pore with instant...
Pàgina 101 - O my love ! my wife ! Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : Thou art not conquer'd ; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there.