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... presence of the great of old time - enables us to hear the living oracles of
wisdom drop from their lips — and makes us partakers , not only of those joys
which they diffused , but of those which they felt in the inmost recesses of their
souls .
... presence of the great of old time - enables us to hear the living oracles of
wisdom drop from their lips — and makes us partakers , not only of those joys
which they diffused , but of those which they felt in the inmost recesses of their
souls .
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Mr . Wordsworth says of Milton , that “ his soul was like a star , and dwelt apart . ”
This cannot be said with any propriety of Shakspeare , who certainly moved in a
constellation of bright luminaries , and “ drew after him a third part of the heavens
...
Mr . Wordsworth says of Milton , that “ his soul was like a star , and dwelt apart . ”
This cannot be said with any propriety of Shakspeare , who certainly moved in a
constellation of bright luminaries , and “ drew after him a third part of the heavens
...
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Faustus , in his impatience to fulfil at once and for a moment , for a few short
years , all the desires and conceptions of his soul , is willing to give in exchange
his soul and body to the great enemy of mankind . Whatever he fancies ,
becomes by ...
Faustus , in his impatience to fulfil at once and for a moment , for a few short
years , all the desires and conceptions of his soul , is willing to give in exchange
his soul and body to the great enemy of mankind . Whatever he fancies ,
becomes by ...
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Her lips suck forth my soul ! See where it flies . Come , Helen , come , give me my
soul again . Here will I dwell , for Heav ' n is in these lips , And all is dross that is
not Helena . I will be Paris , and for love of thee , Instead of Troy shall Wittenberg
...
Her lips suck forth my soul ! See where it flies . Come , Helen , come , give me my
soul again . Here will I dwell , for Heav ' n is in these lips , And all is dross that is
not Helena . I will be Paris , and for love of thee , Instead of Troy shall Wittenberg
...
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Oh soul ! be changed into small water - drops , And fall into the ocean ; ne ' er to
be found . ( Thunder . Enter the Devils . ) Oh ! mercy , Heav ' n ! Look not so fierce
on me ! Adders and serpents , let me breathe awhile ! - - Ugly hell , gape not !
Oh soul ! be changed into small water - drops , And fall into the ocean ; ne ' er to
be found . ( Thunder . Enter the Devils . ) Oh ! mercy , Heav ' n ! Look not so fierce
on me ! Adders and serpents , let me breathe awhile ! - - Ugly hell , gape not !
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admiration affections answer appear beauty better blood breath character circumstances comes common critic death doth equal eyes fair fall fancy fear feeling fire force fortune friends genius give given grace hand hath head hear heart heaven Henry hope human idea imagination interest keep kind king Lear learning leave less light live look lord manner matter means mind moral nature never night object once passages passion perhaps person piece play pleasure poet poetry present reason rich scene seems sense sentiment Shakspeare Shakspeare's soul speak speech spirit stage stand strange striking style sweet tell thee things thou thought tion tragedy true truth turn whole writers youth
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Página 136 - 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 176 - 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 110 - 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 219 - 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 136 - 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 160 - 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 136 - 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 95 - 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 79 - 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...
Informação bibliográfica
| Título | Lectures on the Dramatic Literature of the Age of Elizabeth |
| Autor | William Hazlitt |
| Editor | William Hazlitt |
| Editora | Derby & Jackson, 1859 |
| Original de | Universidade de Harvard |
| Digitalizado | 9 Fev 2008 |
| Número de páginas | 229 páginas |
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