Shakespeare's Tragedy of King Lear: With Introduction, and Notes Explanatory and Critical : For Use in Schools and ClassesGinn, 1896 - 231 páginas |
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... nothing in his presence but sighs and tears , the Gentleman returns mad with eloquence and poetry ; as if Heaven had been opened upon him through her , and he Had gazed and gazed , but little thought What wealth INTRODUCTION . 39.
... nothing in his presence but sighs and tears , the Gentleman returns mad with eloquence and poetry ; as if Heaven had been opened upon him through her , and he Had gazed and gazed , but little thought What wealth INTRODUCTION . 39.
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... heavenly beauty of soul I do not dare to speak . " It is an interesting feature of this representation , that Lear's faith in filial piety is justified by the event , though not his judgment as to the persons in whom it was to be found ...
... heavenly beauty of soul I do not dare to speak . " It is an interesting feature of this representation , that Lear's faith in filial piety is justified by the event , though not his judgment as to the persons in whom it was to be found ...
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... Heavens , no help from the Earth ; he sees nothing but a " world's convention of agonies " before him ; and his straining of mind to play assuagement upon others ' woes has fairly breached the cita- del of his life . But the deepest ...
... Heavens , no help from the Earth ; he sees nothing but a " world's convention of agonies " before him ; and his straining of mind to play assuagement upon others ' woes has fairly breached the cita- del of his life . But the deepest ...
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... and bellow'd out As he'd burst heaven ; threw him on my father ; Told the most piteous tale of Lear and him That ever ear received ; which in recounting , His grief grew puissant , and the strings of life 48 KING LEAR .
... and bellow'd out As he'd burst heaven ; threw him on my father ; Told the most piteous tale of Lear and him That ever ear received ; which in recounting , His grief grew puissant , and the strings of life 48 KING LEAR .
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... heavens themselves , when , in his reproaches to them for conniving at the injustice of his children , he reminds that ' they them- selves are old ' ? What gesture shall we appropriate to this ? What has the voice or the eye to do with ...
... heavens themselves , when , in his reproaches to them for conniving at the injustice of his children , he reminds that ' they them- selves are old ' ? What gesture shall we appropriate to this ? What has the voice or the eye to do with ...
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Página 189 - And, to deal plainly, I fear I am not in my perfect mind. Methinks I should know you, and know this man; Yet I am doubtful; for I am mainly ignorant What place this is; and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments; nor I know not Where I did lodge last night. Do not laugh at me; For (as I am a man) I think this lady To be my child Cordelia.
Página 137 - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physic, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou mayst shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
Página 74 - ... twixt son and father. This villain of mine comes under the prediction ; there's son against father : the king falls from bias of nature ; there's father against child. We have seen the best of our time : machinations, hollowness, treachery, and all ruinous disorders, follow us disquietly to our graves.
Página 60 - Why have my sisters husbands, if they say They love you all? Haply, when I shall wed, That lord whose hand must take my plight shall carry Half my love with him, half my care and duty: Sure, 1 shall never marry like my sisters, To love my father all.
Página 74 - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, — often the surfeit of our own behaviour, — we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars: as if we were villains by necessity; fools by heavenly compulsion; knaves, thieves, and treachers, by spherical predominance; drunkards, liars, and adulterers, by an enforced obedience of planetary influence; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on: an admirable evasion of whoremaster man, to...
Página 216 - The hedge-sparrow fed the cuckoo so long, That it had its head bit off by its young.
Página 90 - Hear, Nature, hear! dear goddess, hear! Suspend thy purpose, if thou didst intend To make this creature fruitful. Into her womb convey sterility; Dry up in her the organs of increase; And from her derogate body never spring A babe to honour her! If she must teem, Create her child of spleen, that it may live And be a thwart disnatur'd torment to her.
Página 196 - I'll kneel down, And ask of thee forgiveness : so we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news ; and we'll talk with them too, Who loses and who wins ; who's in, who's out ; And take upon's the mystery of things, As if we were God's spies...
Página 180 - Through tatter'd clothes small vices do appear ; Robes, and furr'd gowns, hide all. Plate sin with gold, And the strong lance of justice hurtless breaks : Arm it in rags, a pigmy's straw doth pierce it.
Página 112 - I may scape, I will preserve myself: and am bethought To take the basest and most poorest shape, That ever penury, in contempt of man, Brought near to beast: my face I'll grime with filth; Blanket my loins; elf all my hair in knots; And with presented nakedness out-face The winds, and persecutions of the sky.