The Complete Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: With an Introductory Essay Upon His Philosophical and Theological Opinions, Volume 4Harper & brothers, 1853 |
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... idea ; where the body is wholly penetrated by the soul , and spiritualized even to a state of glory , and like a transparent substance , the matter , in its own nature darkness , becomes altogether a vehicle and fixure of light , a mean ...
... idea ; where the body is wholly penetrated by the soul , and spiritualized even to a state of glory , and like a transparent substance , the matter , in its own nature darkness , becomes altogether a vehicle and fixure of light , a mean ...
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... idea , and reduces it into form , -into a work of art , - by metre and music , is the Aristophanes of the country . How just this account is will appear from the fact that in the first or old comedy of the Athenians , most of the ...
... idea , and reduces it into form , -into a work of art , - by metre and music , is the Aristophanes of the country . How just this account is will appear from the fact that in the first or old comedy of the Athenians , most of the ...
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... idea , or according to what it does , or ought to , aim at , as a combination of several or of all the fine arts in an harmonious whole , having a distinct end of its own , to which the peculiar end of each of the component arts , taken ...
... idea , or according to what it does , or ought to , aim at , as a combination of several or of all the fine arts in an harmonious whole , having a distinct end of its own , to which the peculiar end of each of the component arts , taken ...
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... idea , by all the speeches receiving light from it , and attesting its reality by reflecting it . Lastly , in Shakspeare the heterogeneous is united , as it is in nature . You must not suppose a pressure or passion always acting on or ...
... idea , by all the speeches receiving light from it , and attesting its reality by reflecting it . Lastly , in Shakspeare the heterogeneous is united , as it is in nature . You must not suppose a pressure or passion always acting on or ...
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... ideas moved slow ; his versification , though sweet , is tedious , it stops at every turn ; he lays line upon line , making ... idea has burst its shell , another is hatched and clamor- ous for disclosure . " Characters of Dram . Writers ...
... ideas moved slow ; his versification , though sweet , is tedious , it stops at every turn ; he lays line upon line , making ... idea has burst its shell , another is hatched and clamor- ous for disclosure . " Characters of Dram . Writers ...
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admirable appear Beaumont and Fletcher beauty Ben Jonson cause character Coleridge comedy common Coriolanus Cymbeline drama effect especially excellent excitement express exquisite fancy father feeling genius give Greek Hamlet hath heart heaven Hence human humor Iago Iago's idea images imagination imitation individual instance intellect interest Jonson judgment Julius Cæsar king language Lear lectures Love's Labor's Lost Macbeth means metre Milton mind moral nature never object observe Othello passage passion perhaps persons philosophic play pleasure poem poet poetic poetry Polonius present principle reason religion Richard III Romeo and Juliet S. T. COLERIDGE scene Schlegel seems Sejanus sense Shak Shakspeare Shakspeare's Shaksperian soul speech spirit style supposed Theobald thing thou thought tion Titus Andronicus tragedy true truth Twelfth Night unity verse Warburton's whilst whole words writers
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Página 169 - If chance will have me king, why, chance may crown me, Without my stir.
Página 171 - Which would be worn now in their newest gloss, Not cast aside so soon. Lady M. Was the hope drunk Wherein you dress'd yourself? hath it slept since, And wakes it now, to look so green and pale At what it did so freely ? From this time Such I account thy love. Art thou...
Página 114 - tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a church-door ; but 'tis enough, 'twill serve : ask for me tomorrow, and you shall find me a grave man. I am peppered, I warrant, for this world. A plague o...
Página 139 - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune,— often the surfeit of our own behavior,— we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars...
Página 164 - I do not think so ; since he went into France, I have been in continual practice ; I shall win at the odds. But thou wouldst not think how ill all's here about my heart ; but it is no matter.
Página 171 - Take thee that too. A heavy summons lies like lead upon me, And yet I would not sleep. Merciful powers, Restrain in me the cursed thoughts that nature Gives way to in repose!
Página 106 - ... tawny front : his captain's heart, Which in the scuffles of great fights hath burst The buckles on his breast, reneges all temper', And is become the bellows, and the fan, To cool a gipsy's lust.
Página 22 - ... reveals itself in the balance or reconciliation of opposite or discordant qualities: of sameness, with difference; of the general, with the concrete; the idea, with the image; the individual, with the representative; the sense of novelty and freshness, with old and familiar objects; a more than usual state of emotion, with more than usual order...
Página 127 - Of comfort no man speak: Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs; Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth; 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 161 - My words fly up, my thoughts remain below : Words, without thoughts, never to heaven go.