Lectures on the Literature of the Age of Elizabeth: And Characters of Shakespear's PlaysG. Bell and sons, 1878 - 515 páginas |
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... breath that blew , that every wave that rolled to our shores , brought with it some accession to our knowledge , which was engrafted on the national genius . In fact , all the disposable materials that had been accumulating for a long ...
... breath that blew , that every wave that rolled to our shores , brought with it some accession to our knowledge , which was engrafted on the national genius . In fact , all the disposable materials that had been accumulating for a long ...
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... breath . Small keep took he , whom fortune frowned on , Or whom she lifted up unto the throne Of high renown , but as a living death , So dead alive , of life he drew the breath . The body's rest , the quiet of the heart , The travail's ...
... breath . Small keep took he , whom fortune frowned on , Or whom she lifted up unto the throne Of high renown , but as a living death , So dead alive , of life he drew the breath . The body's rest , the quiet of the heart , The travail's ...
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... breath , For brief , the shape and messenger of death . " John Lyly ( born in the Weald of Kent about the year 1553 ) was the author of Midas and Endymion , of Alexander and Campaspe , and of the comedy of Mother Bombie . Of the last it ...
... breath , For brief , the shape and messenger of death . " John Lyly ( born in the Weald of Kent about the year 1553 ) was the author of Midas and Endymion , of Alexander and Campaspe , and of the comedy of Mother Bombie . Of the last it ...
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... breath . ” * * * * " From discontent grows treason , And on the stalk of treason , death . " * * * * " Tyrants swim safest in a crimson flood . " * * The two following lines- * " Oh ! I grow dull , and the cold hand of sleep Hath thrust ...
... breath . ” * * * * " From discontent grows treason , And on the stalk of treason , death . " * * * * " Tyrants swim safest in a crimson flood . " * * The two following lines- * " Oh ! I grow dull , and the cold hand of sleep Hath thrust ...
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... breath marriage sends forth ! The violet - bed's not sweeter . Honest wedlock Is like a banqueting - house built in a garden , On which the spring's chaste flowers take delight To cast their modest odours ; when base lust , With all her ...
... breath marriage sends forth ! The violet - bed's not sweeter . Honest wedlock Is like a banqueting - house built in a garden , On which the spring's chaste flowers take delight To cast their modest odours ; when base lust , With all her ...
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¹ Act admiration affections Apemantus appear Beaumont and Fletcher beauty Ben Jonson blood breath Cæsar Caliban character comedy Coriolanus CYMBELINE D'Ol death delight dost doth dramatic edition Endymion Eumenides eyes Falstaff fancy fear feeling fire fool friends genius give grace hand hast hath hear heart heaven Hecate Henry honour Hubert human humour Iago Ibid imagination Jonson Julius Cæsar 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 poetry pride prince printed quincunxes Regan Richard Richard III scene seems sense sentiment Shakespear Sir Rad sleep soul speak speech spirit stage striking style sweet tender thee things thou art thought tion Titus Andronicus tragedy true truth unto words writers youth
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Página 234 - 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, or to reside In thrilling regions of thick-ribbed ice ; To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world...
Página 204 - Let us roll all our strength and all Our sweetness up into one ball, And tear our pleasures with rough strife Thorough the iron gates of life. Thus, though we cannot make our sun Stand still, yet we will make him run.
Página 175 - This many summers in a sea of glory; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Página 94 - Is to make midnight mushrooms, that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew; by whose aid, Weak masters though ye be, I have bedimm'd The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds, And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war; to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt...
Página 68 - Force should be right; or rather, right and wrong, Between whose endless jar justice resides, Should lose their names, and so should justice too. Then everything includes itself in power, Power into will, will into appetite; And appetite, an universal wolf, So doubly seconded with will and power, Must make perforce an universal prey, And last eat up himself.
Página 163 - 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...
Página 204 - But at my back I always hear Time's winged chariot hurrying near: And yonder all before us lie Deserts of vast Eternity. Thy beauty shall no more be found; Nor, in thy marble vault, shall sound My echoing song: then worms shall try That long preserved virginity: And your quaint honour turn to dust; And into ashes all my lust. The grave's a fine and private place, But none I think do there embrace.
Página 232 - Lest thou a feverous life should'st entertain, And six or seven winters more respect Than a perpetual honour. Dar'st thou die ? The sense of death is most in apprehension ; And the poor beetle, that we tread upon, In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great As when a giant dies.
Página 215 - A jest's prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it, never in the tongue Of him that makes it...
Página 197 - Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge? if we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that.