Lectures on the Dramatic Literature of the Age of ElizabethDerby & Jackson, 1859 - 229 páginas |
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... passion , imagination , thought and language , thrown , heaped , massed to- gether without careful polishing or exact method , but poured out in unconcerned profusion from the lap of nature and genius in boundless and unrivalled ...
... passion , imagination , thought and language , thrown , heaped , massed to- gether without careful polishing or exact method , but poured out in unconcerned profusion from the lap of nature and genius in boundless and unrivalled ...
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... passion not to be contemplated without shuddering : - " Oh , Faustus ! Now hast thou but one bare hour to live , And then thou must be damn'd perpetually . Stand still , you ever - moving spheres of heav'n , That time may cease , and ...
... passion not to be contemplated without shuddering : - " Oh , Faustus ! Now hast thou but one bare hour to live , And then thou must be damn'd perpetually . Stand still , you ever - moving spheres of heav'n , That time may cease , and ...
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... passion , the` same recklessness of purpose , the same smouldering fire within : but there is not any of the same relief to the mind in the lofty imaginative nature of the subject , and the continual repetition of plain practical ...
... passion , the` same recklessness of purpose , the same smouldering fire within : but there is not any of the same relief to the mind in the lofty imaginative nature of the subject , and the continual repetition of plain practical ...
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... passion or expression . It is extreme in act , and outrage- ous in plot and catastrophe ; but it has not the same vigorous filling up . The author seems to have relied on the horror in- spired by the subject , and the national disgust ...
... passion or expression . It is extreme in act , and outrage- ous in plot and catastrophe ; but it has not the same vigorous filling up . The author seems to have relied on the horror in- spired by the subject , and the national disgust ...
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... passion . Edward II . is drawn with historic truth , but without much dramatic effect . The manage- ment of the plot is feeble and desultory ; little interest is excited in the various turns of fate ; the characters are too worthless ...
... passion . Edward II . is drawn with historic truth , but without much dramatic effect . The manage- ment of the plot is feeble and desultory ; little interest is excited in the various turns of fate ; the characters are too worthless ...
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admirable affections Beaumont and Fletcher beauty Ben Jonson blood breath Cæsar Caliban character comedy Coriolanus critic D'Ol death delight Desdemona dost doth dramatic Duke effeminacy Endymion Eumenides eyes Falstaff fancy fear feeling fire fool fortune friends genius give grace Guiderius hand hast hath hear heart heaven Henry human Iago imagination Jonson Julius Cæsar king kiss lady 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 Richard III scene seems sense sentiment Shak Shakspeare Shakspeare's sleep soul speak speech spirit stage striking style sweet tell tender thee things thou art thought tion Titus Andronicus tragedy true truth unto virtue wife words writers youth
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Página 138 - All murder'd: for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp, Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be fear'd and kill with looks...
Página 178 - Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength, a malady Most incident to maids...
Página 112 - 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.
Página 223 - In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed whereon it must expire Consum'd with that which it was nourish'd by. This thou perceiv'st, which makes thy love more strong, To love that well which thou must leave ere long.
Página 138 - 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.
Página 162 - And in sad cypress let me be laid; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, 0, prepare it; My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown...
Página 138 - And that small model of the barren earth Which serves as paste and cover to our bones. For God's sake, let us sit upon the ground And tell sad stories of the death of kings : How some have been depos'd; some slain in war...
Página 97 - 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.
Página 81 - I' the commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things ; for no kind of traffic Would I admit ; no name of magistrate ; Letters should not be known ; riches, poverty, And use of service, none ; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none ; No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil ; No occupation ; all men idle, all ; And women too, — but innocent and pure ; No sovereignty, — Seb.
Página 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...