Characters of Shakespeare's PlaysWells and Lilly, 1818 - 352 strán (strany) |
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Strana xix
... Johnson's pur- pose just as well , or better than the first ; and an indiscriminate profusion of scents and hues would have interfered less with the ordinary routine of his imagination than Perdita's lines , which seem PREFACE . xix.
... Johnson's pur- pose just as well , or better than the first ; and an indiscriminate profusion of scents and hues would have interfered less with the ordinary routine of his imagination than Perdita's lines , which seem PREFACE . xix.
Strana xx
William Hazlitt. routine of his imagination than Perdita's lines , which seem enamoured of their own sweet- ness- " Daffodils That come before the swallow dares , and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim , But sweeter than ...
William Hazlitt. routine of his imagination than Perdita's lines , which seem enamoured of their own sweet- ness- " Daffodils That come before the swallow dares , and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim , But sweeter than ...
Strana 261
... Perdita on the seacoast of Bohemia . These slips or blemishes how- ever do not prove it not to be Shakspeare's ; for he was as likely to fall into them as any body ; but we do not know any body but himself who could pro- duce the ...
... Perdita on the seacoast of Bohemia . These slips or blemishes how- ever do not prove it not to be Shakspeare's ; for he was as likely to fall into them as any body ; but we do not know any body but himself who could pro- duce the ...
Strana 263
... Perdita , With these forc'd thoughts , I pr'ythee , darken not The mirth o'the the feast : or , I'll be thine , my fair , Or not my father's : for I cannot be Mine own , nor any thing to any , if THE WINTER'S TALE . 263.
... Perdita , With these forc'd thoughts , I pr'ythee , darken not The mirth o'the the feast : or , I'll be thine , my fair , Or not my father's : for I cannot be Mine own , nor any thing to any , if THE WINTER'S TALE . 263.
Strana 264
... Perdita . O lady fortune , Stand you auspicious ! Enter Shepherd , Clown , MOPSA , DORCAS , Servants ; with POLIXENES , and CAMILLO , disguised . Florizel . See , your guests approach : Address yourself to entertain them sprightly , And ...
... Perdita . O lady fortune , Stand you auspicious ! Enter Shepherd , Clown , MOPSA , DORCAS , Servants ; with POLIXENES , and CAMILLO , disguised . Florizel . See , your guests approach : Address yourself to entertain them sprightly , And ...
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admirable affections Antony Apemantus banish Banquo beauty blood Bolingbroke breath Brutus Cæsar Caliban Cassius character Claudio comedy comick Cordelia Coriolanus critick CYMBELINE daughter death Desdemona doth dramatick eyes Falstaff fear feeling fool fortune friends genius give Gonerill grace grave Guiderius Hamlet hath hear heart heaven Henry honour Hubert human humour Iago imagination Juliet king lady Lear live look lord Macbeth Malvolio manner MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM mind moral musick nature never night noble Othello passages passion Perdita person pity play pleasure poet poetry prince racter refined Regan revenge Richard Richard III romantick Romeo ROMEO AND JULIET scene sense Shak Shakspeare Shakspeare's shew shewn Shylock Sir Toby sleep soul speak speare speech spirit stage striking sweet tender thee thing thou art thought tion Titus Andronicus tongue tragedy true truth unto wife wild words Yorkshire Tragedy youth
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Strana 177 - This royal throne of kings, this scept'red isle, This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars, This other Eden, demi-paradise, This fortress built by Nature for herself Against infection and the hand of war, This happy breed of men, this little world, This precious stone set in the silver sea...
Strana 127 - And ye, that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune and do fly him When he comes back ; you demi-puppets that By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites...
Strana 52 - That Tiber trembled underneath her banks To hear the replication of your sounds Made in her concave shores ? And do you now put on your best attire, And do you now cull out a holiday, And do you now strew flowers in his way That comes in triumph over Pompey's blood? Begone ! Run to your houses, fall upon your knees, Pray to the gods to intermit the plague That needs must light on this ingratitude.
Strana 251 - I am a Jew: hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by' the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is?
Strana 254 - 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?
Strana 295 - Thou art by no means valiant; For thou dost fear the soft and tender fork Of a poor worm : Thy best of rest is sleep, And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'st Thy death, which is no more, Thou art not thyself...
Strana 318 - When, in disgrace with Fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries And look upon myself and curse my fate. Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd, Desiring this man's art and that man's scope.
Strana 169 - I'll kneel down, And ask of thee forgiveness. So we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news ; and we'll talk with them too, Who loses,- and who wins ; who's in, who's out ; And take...
Strana 170 - Kent. Vex not his ghost. O, let him pass! He hates him That would upon the rack of this tough world Stretch him out longer.
Strana 154 - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, — often the surfeit of our own behaviour, — we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars...