The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare, Volume 1R. C. and J. Rivington, 1821 |
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... labour of arranging them without protracting the publication of this work to a distant period . I may remark that his memoranda did not appear to relate to matters which had any direct reference to what bears upon the drama ; but are ...
... labour of arranging them without protracting the publication of this work to a distant period . I may remark that his memoranda did not appear to relate to matters which had any direct reference to what bears upon the drama ; but are ...
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... labour of attempting to discover his meaning . Never was there a writer who appeared to have taken more pains to show that language , in his opinion , was not intended to communicate our ideas ; but I can sincerely state that I have ...
... labour of attempting to discover his meaning . Never was there a writer who appeared to have taken more pains to show that language , in his opinion , was not intended to communicate our ideas ; but I can sincerely state that I have ...
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... labour , though not a little adding to my own , if , wherever the vari- ous commentators agree in their explanation of a term , I affixed that explanation in the index ; where they differ , I have not assumed the office of a judge , but ...
... labour , though not a little adding to my own , if , wherever the vari- ous commentators agree in their explanation of a term , I affixed that explanation in the index ; where they differ , I have not assumed the office of a judge , but ...
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... of a letter to his friend Lord Charle- mont , a nobleman with whom he lived on the most inti- mate footing , and maintained a constant correspondence . It has been thought by some that the labour which lxvi A BIOGRAPHICAL MEMOIR OF.
... of a letter to his friend Lord Charle- mont , a nobleman with whom he lived on the most inti- mate footing , and maintained a constant correspondence . It has been thought by some that the labour which lxvi A BIOGRAPHICAL MEMOIR OF.
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William Shakespeare James Boswell. It has been thought by some that the labour which he bestowed upon this performance was more than commen- surate with the importance of the subject ; and it is true that a slighter effort would have ...
William Shakespeare James Boswell. It has been thought by some that the labour which he bestowed upon this performance was more than commen- surate with the importance of the subject ; and it is true that a slighter effort would have ...
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Página 236 - tis a common proof, That lowliness is young ambition's ladder, Whereto the climber upward turns his face; But when he once attains the upmost round, He then unto the ladder turns his back, Looks in the clouds, scorning the base degrees By which he did ascend.
Página 476 - For though the Poet's matter Nature be His art doth give the fashion. And that he Who casts to write a living line, must sweat (Such as thine are), and strike the second heat Upon the Muses...
Página 62 - Shakespeare is, above all writers, at least above all modern writers, the poet of nature ; the poet that holds up to his readers a faithful mirror of manners and of life.
Página 449 - I loved the man, and do honour his memory, on this side idolatry, as much as any. He was, indeed, honest, and of. an open and free nature, had an excellent fancy, brave notions, and gentle expressions ; wherein he flowed with that facility, that sometimes it was necessary he should be stopped : Snfflaminandus erat, as Augustus said of Haterius.
Página 484 - WHAT needs my Shakespeare for his honoured bones, The labour of an age in piled stones, Or that his hallowed relics should be hid Under a star-ypointing pyramid? Dear son of memory, great heir of fame, What need'st thou such weak witness of thy name? Thou in our wonder and astonishment Hast built thyself a live-long monument. For whilst to th...
Página xlvi - I behold like a Spanish great galleon and an English man-of-war. Master Coleridge, like the former, was built far higher in learning, solid, but slow in his performances. CVL, with the English man-of-war, lesser in bulk, but lighter in sailing, could turn with all tides, tack about, and take advantage of all winds, by the quickness of his wit and invention.
Página 459 - Taint not thy mind, nor let thy soul contrive Against thy mother aught; leave her to heaven, And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge To prick and sting her.
Página 473 - To draw no envy, Shakespeare, on thy name, Am I thus ample to thy book and fame, While I confess thy writings to be such As neither man nor muse can praise too much.
Página 64 - Shakespeare has no heroes; his scenes are occupied only by men who act and speak as the reader thinks that he should himself have spoken or acted on the same occasion: even where the agency is supernatural, the dialogue is level with life.
Página 454 - And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school. And then the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress