Characters of Shakespeare's PlaysWiley and Putnam, 1845 - 229 strán (strany) |
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Strana 4
... standing ; " nor can we think what thoughts they could conceive , " in the absence of all those topics that so agreeably enliven and diversify our conversation and literature , mi.taking the imperfec- tion of our knowledge for the ...
... standing ; " nor can we think what thoughts they could conceive , " in the absence of all those topics that so agreeably enliven and diversify our conversation and literature , mi.taking the imperfec- tion of our knowledge for the ...
Strana 6
... stand- ing order of the day , in a University education , and leave little leisure for a competent acquaintance with , or due admiration of , a whole host of able writers of our own , who are suffered to 1 moulder in obscurity on the ...
... stand- ing order of the day , in a University education , and leave little leisure for a competent acquaintance with , or due admiration of , a whole host of able writers of our own , who are suffered to 1 moulder in obscurity on the ...
Strana 12
... stands in need of our assistance , and whose wounds we can bind up , he has done more to humanize the thoughts and tame the unruly passions , than all who have tried to reform and benefit mankind . The very idea of abstract benevolence ...
... stands in need of our assistance , and whose wounds we can bind up , he has done more to humanize the thoughts and tame the unruly passions , than all who have tried to reform and benefit mankind . The very idea of abstract benevolence ...
Strana 15
... standing pool of dulness , criticism , and virtu . What also gave an unusual impetus to the mind of man at this period , was the discovery of the New World , and the reading of voyages and travels . Green islands and golden sands seemed ...
... standing pool of dulness , criticism , and virtu . What also gave an unusual impetus to the mind of man at this period , was the discovery of the New World , and the reading of voyages and travels . Green islands and golden sands seemed ...
Strana 30
... stand still . Eumenides . Ah ! I see his eyes almost open . Cynthia . I command thee once again , stir not : I will stand behind him . Panelion . What do I see ? Endymion almost awake ? Eumenides . Endymion , Endymion , art thou deaf or ...
... stand still . Eumenides . Ah ! I see his eyes almost open . Cynthia . I command thee once again , stir not : I will stand behind him . Panelion . What do I see ? Endymion almost awake ? Eumenides . Endymion , Endymion , art thou deaf or ...
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admiration affections Beaumont and Fletcher beauty Ben Jonson blood breath Cæsar Caliban character comedy comic Coriolanus critic CYMBELINE D'Ol death delight Desdemona dost doth dramatic Duke effeminacy Endymion equal Eumenides eyes Falstaff fancy fear feeling fire fool fortune friends genius give grace GUIDERIUS hand hast hath hear heart heaven Henry honour human Iago imagination interest Jonson king kiss Lear learning live look lord Macbeth MALVOLIO manner MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM mind moral nature never night noble Othello passages passion person pity play pleasure poet poetical poetry pride prince quincunxes racters rich Richard II scene seems Sejanus sense sentiment Shak Shakspeare Shakspeare's sleep soul speak speech spirit striking style sweet taste tell tender thee things thou art thought tion Titus Andronicus tragedy true truth unto virtue words writers youth
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Strana 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.
Strana 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.
Strana 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.
Strana 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.
Strana 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...
Strana 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.
Strana 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...
Strana 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...
Strana 159 - Sits on thy skin like morning dew, And while thy willing soul transpires At every pore with instant...
Strana 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.