The Mirror of Taste, and Dramatic Censor, Zväzok 31811 A drama is appended to each number of v. 1-2 |
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Výsledky 1 - 5 z 38.
Strana 10
... thou going , thus in tribulation ? Saint James answers , weeping , and embracing him : Oh , Peter , I am right glad to see thee . Saint Peter says : Tell me why ? Saint James : Since thou art there , I will tell thee ; but do thou have ...
... thou going , thus in tribulation ? Saint James answers , weeping , and embracing him : Oh , Peter , I am right glad to see thee . Saint Peter says : Tell me why ? Saint James : Since thou art there , I will tell thee ; but do thou have ...
Strana 11
... thou didst bear me ? Thou addest to my affliction . Oh , do not withdraw thyself from my love ! Mary Magdalen says : I obey thee , noblest of mothers ; and I hope thou wilt love me as a servant . The Virgin Mary takes her by the hand ...
... thou didst bear me ? Thou addest to my affliction . Oh , do not withdraw thyself from my love ! Mary Magdalen says : I obey thee , noblest of mothers ; and I hope thou wilt love me as a servant . The Virgin Mary takes her by the hand ...
Strana 12
They all depart , saying : Since , Mary , thou art to make us happy , this we request , and nothing more desire ; that thou wilt guide us , empress , to thy kingdom : our thoughts fixed on thee , we are ready to depart ; snatch us from ...
They all depart , saying : Since , Mary , thou art to make us happy , this we request , and nothing more desire ; that thou wilt guide us , empress , to thy kingdom : our thoughts fixed on thee , we are ready to depart ; snatch us from ...
Strana 13
... thou knowest we are deserted little orphans ; * thou art our only resource ; take pity on thy poor servants , for each is in the school of impatience . We are crazy , ignorant , and neglected . Thy prayers will fly to heaven : thou art ...
... thou knowest we are deserted little orphans ; * thou art our only resource ; take pity on thy poor servants , for each is in the school of impatience . We are crazy , ignorant , and neglected . Thy prayers will fly to heaven : thou art ...
Strana 14
... Thou art their sup- port , their treasure ; as they have already told thee : fulfil their just and holy wish ; remember they were the companions of thy Son , and stop the rivulet of their tears . Saint Thomas says : Mary , relieve the ...
... Thou art their sup- port , their treasure ; as they have already told thee : fulfil their just and holy wish ; remember they were the companions of thy Son , and stop the rivulet of their tears . Saint Thomas says : Mary , relieve the ...
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actor admiration appearance applause audience beautiful Biggs called cardinal character Chippenham circumstances comedy Cooke Cooke's Corneille Davis death delight dramatic Dublin duke of York Edward IV effect excellent eyes father favour feelings fortune French Garrick genius gentleman give Gloster hand heart honour intitled JAMES QUIN Jonathan Davis kind king King Lear lady Lear Lerida living look lord Macklin manager manner Mattocks Merchant of Venice merit mind MIRROR OF TASTE Monfort moral murder nature never night opinion Othello passion performed Perkin Warbeck person Pertinax piece play poet prince Quin racter reason received rendered respect Richard Routrou Rutebeuf Saint Saint Peter says scene Shakspeare shillings Shylock speak stage talents Taunton theatre theatrical thee thing thou thought tion tragedy uttered Venice Warren whole words young
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Strana 258 - And spit upon my Jewish gaberdine, And all for use of that which is mine own. Well then, it now appears you need my help: Go to, then; you come to me, and you say, "Shylock, we would have moneys...
Strana 258 - Signior Antonio, many a time and oft In the Rialto you have rated me About my moneys and my usances : Still have I borne it with a patient shrug ; For sufferance is the badge of all our tribe. You call me misbeliever, cut-throat dog, And spit upon my Jewish gaberdine, And all for use of that which is mine own.
Strana 391 - Let it be so ; thy truth then be thy dower : For, by the sacred radiance of the sun, The mysteries of Hecate, and the night ; By all the operation of the orbs From whom we do exist and cease to be...
Strana 258 - I hate him for he is a Christian, But more for that in low simplicity He lends out money gratis and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice.
Strana 39 - Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty: For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly: let me go with you; I'll do the service of a younger man In all your business and necessities.
Strana 316 - So may the outward shows be least themselves : The world is still deceived with ornament. In law, what plea so tainted and corrupt, But, being seasoned with a gracious voice, Obscures the show of evil?
Strana 321 - He hath disgraced me and hindered me of half a million ; laughed at my losses, mocked at my gains, scorned my nation, thwarted my bargains, cooled my friends, heated mine enemies! and what's his reason? I am a Jew ! Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions?
Strana 390 - Lear. To thee and thine hereditary ever Remain this ample third of our fair kingdom ; No less in space, validity, and pleasure Than that conferr'd on Goneril.
Strana 385 - All the images of nature were still present to him, and he drew them not laboriously, but luckily: when he describes any thing, you more than see it, you feel it too. Those who accuse him to have wanted learning, give him the greater commendation : he was naturally learned; he needed not the spectacles of books to read nature; he looked inwards, and found her there.
Strana 258 - But more, for that, in low simplicity, He lends out money gratis, and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice. If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him. He hates our sacred nation; and he rails, Even there where merchants most do congregate, On me, my bargains, and my well-won thrift, Which he calls interest. Cursed be my tribe If I forgive him!