The plays and poems of Shakspeare [according to the text of E. Malone] with notes and 170 illustr. from the plates in Boydell's ed., ed. by A.J. Valpy, Svazek 1 |
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Strana xlvi
... true sense of merit , and could distin- guish men , had generally a just value and esteem for him ; ' adding , that his exceeding candor and good nature must certainly have inclined all the gentler part of the world to love him . ' 6 ...
... true sense of merit , and could distin- guish men , had generally a just value and esteem for him ; ' adding , that his exceeding candor and good nature must certainly have inclined all the gentler part of the world to love him . ' 6 ...
Strana xlix
... true sense , and a veneration for the memory of our bard , would have rather preserved whatever particularly concerned their great and immortal owner , than ignorantly have trodden the ground which had been cultivated by the greatest ...
... true sense , and a veneration for the memory of our bard , would have rather preserved whatever particularly concerned their great and immortal owner , than ignorantly have trodden the ground which had been cultivated by the greatest ...
Strana lxv
... true even by those who in daily expe- rience feel it to be false . The interchanges of mingled scenes seldom fail to produce the intended vicissitudes of passion . Fiction cannot move so much , but that the attention may be easily ...
... true even by those who in daily expe- rience feel it to be false . The interchanges of mingled scenes seldom fail to produce the intended vicissitudes of passion . Fiction cannot move so much , but that the attention may be easily ...
Strana lxvii
... true passion are the colors of nature ; they pervade the whole mass , and can only perish with the body that exhibits them . The accidental compositions of heterogeneous modes are dissolved by the chance that combined them ; but the ...
... true passion are the colors of nature ; they pervade the whole mass , and can only perish with the body that exhibits them . The accidental compositions of heterogeneous modes are dissolved by the chance that combined them ; but the ...
Strana lxxx
... true state of things , knows not how to judge of that which is proposed as its resemblance . Whatever is remote from common ap- pearances is always welcome to vulgar , as to childish credulity ; and of a country unenlightened by ...
... true state of things , knows not how to judge of that which is proposed as its resemblance . Whatever is remote from common ap- pearances is always welcome to vulgar , as to childish credulity ; and of a country unenlightened by ...
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appears Ariel Ben Jonson BOATSWAIN Caliban comedy criticism daughter didst diligence dost doth drama duke of Milan Eglamour Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father faults Ferdinand genius gentle gentlemen GENTLEMEN OF VERONA give Gonzalo grace hath hear heart heaven Henry VI honor island John Shakspeare Jonson Julia king knowlege labor lady language Launce learning living look lord Lucetta Malone Marry master mind Miranda mistress monster Naples nature never passion Phaëton play poet Pr'ythee praise pray Prospero Rowe SCENE servant SHAK Shakspeare Shakspeare's sir Proteus sir Thurio speak Speed spirit Stephano Stratford Stratford-on-Avon supposed Susanna Hall sweet Sycorax tell TEMPEST thee thine thing thou art thou hast thought tragedy Trin Trinculo Tunis unto Valentine Verona Warwickshire William Shakspeare wool-stapler words writers youth
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Strana 69 - Our revels now are ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air : And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve ; And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff As dreams are made on, and our little life Is rounded with a sleep.
Strana 18 - would it had been done ! Thou didst prevent me ; I had peopled else This isle with Calibans. Pro. Abhorred slave ! Which any print of goodness will not take, Being capable of all ill ! I pitied thee, Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each hour One thing or other : when thou didst not, savage, Know thine own meaning, but would'st gabble like A thing most brutish, I endow'd thy purposes With words that made them known...
Strana 86 - Gentle breath of yours my sails Must fill, or else my project fails, Which was to please. Now I want Spirits to enforce, art to enchant; And my ending is despair Unless I be reliev'd by prayer, Which pierces so that it assaults Mercy itself, and frees all faults.
Strana 73 - 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...
Strana cix - What needs my Shakespeare for his honoured bones, The labour of an age in piled stones, Or that his hallowed relics should be hid Under a star-ypointing pyramid? Dear son of memory, great heir of Fame, What need'st thou such weak witness of thy name? Thou in our wonder and astonishment Hast built thyself a livelong monument.
Strana cvii - All the images of nature were still present to him, and he drew them, not laboriously, but luckily; when he describes anything, you more than see it, you feel it too. Those who accuse him to have wanted learning give him the greater commendation: he was naturally learned; he needed not the spectacles of books to read nature; he looked inwards and found her there.
Strana lviii - His characters are not modified by the customs of particular places, unpractised by the rest of the world ; by the peculiarities of studies or professions, which can operate but upon small numbers; or by the accidents of transient fashions or temporary opinions : they are the genuine progeny of common humanity, such as the world will always supply, and observation will always find. His persons act and speak by the influence of those general passions and principles by which all minds are agitated,...
Strana 74 - t now, Sebastian. Flesh and blood, You, brother mine, that entertain'd ambition, Expell'd remorse and nature ; who, with Sebastian, — Whose inward pinches therefore are most strong, — Would here have kill'd your king ; I do forgive thee, Unnatural though thou art. Their understanding Begins to swell ; and the approaching tide Will shortly fill the reasonable shore, That now lies foul and muddy.
Strana xliv - I loved the man, and do honour his memory on this side idolatry as much as any. He was, indeed, honest, and of an open and free nature; had an excellent phantasy, brave notions, and gentle expressions, wherein he flowed with that facility that sometimes it was necessary he should be stopped.
Strana 75 - Where the bee sucks, there suck I ; In a cowslip's bell I lie : There I couch*. When owls do cry, '} \ On the bat's back I do fly, After summer, merrily : Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.