Our Fellow Shakespeare: How Everyman May Enjoy His WorksA. C. McClurg & Company, 1916 - Počet stran: 301 |
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... Holinshed and the other chron- iclers whose works were current in Shakespeare's England , and the widely circulated translations of Plutarch . Not only is the knowledge glaringly defective , but it may be positively affirmed that the ...
... Holinshed and the other chron- iclers whose works were current in Shakespeare's England , and the widely circulated translations of Plutarch . Not only is the knowledge glaringly defective , but it may be positively affirmed that the ...
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... Holinshed . Whether what Holinshed gave was true he did not know , and he cared as little as some newspaper reporters care whether what they write is true . What he wanted was material for a dramatic story . He picked it up wherever he ...
... Holinshed . Whether what Holinshed gave was true he did not know , and he cared as little as some newspaper reporters care whether what they write is true . What he wanted was material for a dramatic story . He picked it up wherever he ...
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... Holinshed handed on to him from Geoffrey of Monmouth , for sober history.2 There is nothing to show that he considered it any more fabulous than the narratives on which Mac- beth and Julius Caesar were founded . Even if Geoffrey's ...
... Holinshed handed on to him from Geoffrey of Monmouth , for sober history.2 There is nothing to show that he considered it any more fabulous than the narratives on which Mac- beth and Julius Caesar were founded . Even if Geoffrey's ...
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... Holinshed shows us with what judicious dexterity Shakespeare has incidentally turned his tragedy into a compli- ment to King James and a flattery of that pedantic The melo- dramatic material . Baits for King James . The Scottish story ...
... Holinshed shows us with what judicious dexterity Shakespeare has incidentally turned his tragedy into a compli- ment to King James and a flattery of that pedantic The melo- dramatic material . Baits for King James . The Scottish story ...
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... Holinshed thus de- scribes the saintly Edward's gifts : - As hath beene thought , he was inspired with the gift of prophesie , and also to haue had the gift of healing infirmities and diseases . He vsed to helpe those that were vexed ...
... Holinshed thus de- scribes the saintly Edward's gifts : - As hath beene thought , he was inspired with the gift of prophesie , and also to haue had the gift of healing infirmities and diseases . He vsed to helpe those that were vexed ...
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Strana 233 - Yet nature is made better by no mean, But nature makes that mean : so, o'er that art Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race : this is an art ~\\ hich does mend nature, — change it rather ; but The art itself is nature.
Strana 195 - 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...
Strana 170 - She should have died hereafter ; There would have been a time for such a word. To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day To the last syllable of recorded time, And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death.
Strana 256 - Be not afeard ; the isle is full of noises, Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears, and sometimes voices That, if I then had waked after long sleep, Will make me sleep again : and then, in dreaming, The clouds methought would open and show riches Ready to drop upon me, that, when I waked, I cried to dream again.
Strana 263 - gainst my fury • Do I take part : the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance : they being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further : Go, release them, Ariel ; My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore, • And they shall be themselves.
Strana 202 - 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.
Strana 201 - Lear. What, art mad ? A man may see how this world goes with no eyes. Look with thine ears : see how yond justice rails upon yond simple thief. Hark, in thine ear: change places; and, handy-dandy, which is the justice, which is the thief?
Strana 160 - Cannot be ill, cannot be good : — if ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth ? I am thane of Cawdor : If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, Against the use of nature...
Strana 171 - I am in blood Stepp'd in so far that, should I wade no more, Returning were as tedious as go o'er.
Strana 177 - Ere we will eat our meal in fear, and sleep In the affliction of these terrible dreams, That shake us nightly : Better be with the dead, Whom we, to gain our place, have sent to peace, Than on the torture of the mind to lie In restless ecstasy. Duncan is in his grave ; After life's fitful fever, he sleeps well; Treason has done his worst : nor steel, nor poison, Malice domestick, foreign levy, nothing, Can touch him further!