The Plays of William Shakspeare: In Fifteen Volumes. With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators. To which are Added NotesT. Longman, 1793 |
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... probably be made , and many additional proofs of the argument have neceffarily occurred in more than twenty years : fome of which may be found in the late admirable editions of our POET , by Mr. Steevens and Mr. Reed . But , perhaps ...
... probably be made , and many additional proofs of the argument have neceffarily occurred in more than twenty years : fome of which may be found in the late admirable editions of our POET , by Mr. Steevens and Mr. Reed . But , perhaps ...
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... probably all he knew of the matter was from madam Isabella in the Heptameron of Whetstone . Ariofto is continually quoted for the fable of Much ado about nothing ; but I fufpect our poet to have been fatisfied with the Geneura of ...
... probably all he knew of the matter was from madam Isabella in the Heptameron of Whetstone . Ariofto is continually quoted for the fable of Much ado about nothing ; but I fufpect our poet to have been fatisfied with the Geneura of ...
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... probably his earliest attempt in the drama . I know , that another of these discarded pieces , The Yorkshire Tragedy , hath been frequently called fo ; but most certainly it was not written by our poet at all : nor indeed was it printed ...
... probably his earliest attempt in the drama . I know , that another of these discarded pieces , The Yorkshire Tragedy , hath been frequently called fo ; but most certainly it was not written by our poet at all : nor indeed was it printed ...
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... probably misled by his predeceffor , Speght , was determined , Procruftes - like , to force every line in the Canterbury Tales to the fame ftandard : but a precife number of Our excellent friend Mr. Hurd hath borne a noble teftimony D 4 ...
... probably misled by his predeceffor , Speght , was determined , Procruftes - like , to force every line in the Canterbury Tales to the fame ftandard : but a precife number of Our excellent friend Mr. Hurd hath borne a noble teftimony D 4 ...
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... probably for a play as a poem : but modern criticks may be furprifed perhaps at the complaint of John Hall , that " certayne chapters of the Proverbes , tranflated by him into English metre , 1550 , had before been untruely entituled to ...
... probably for a play as a poem : but modern criticks may be furprifed perhaps at the complaint of John Hall , that " certayne chapters of the Proverbes , tranflated by him into English metre , 1550 , had before been untruely entituled to ...
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Seite 506 - To draw no envy, Shakespeare, on thy name, Am I thus ample to thy book and fame; While I confess thy writings to be such As neither man nor Muse can praise too much.
Seite 506 - Or blind affection, which doth ne'er advance The truth, but gropes, and urgeth all by chance; Or crafty malice might pretend this praise, And think to ruin, where it seemed to raise.
Seite 530 - This pencil take (she said) whose colours clear Richly paint the vernal year : Thine, too, these golden keys, immortal Boy ! This can unlock the gates of Joy ; Of Horror that, and thrilling Fears, Or ope the sacred source of sympathetic Tears.
Seite 316 - His mind and hand went together ; and what he thought, he uttered with that easiness, that we have scarce received from him a blot in his papers.
Seite 506 - Shakespeare, must enjoy a part. For though the poet's matter nature be, His art doth give the fashion; and, that he Who casts to write a living line, must sweat (Such as thine are) and strike the second heat Upon the Muses...
Seite 506 - And shake a stage; or, when thy socks were on Leave thee alone for the comparison Of all that insolent Greece or haughty Rome Sent forth, or since did from their ashes come. Triumph, my Britain, thou hast one to show To whom all scenes of Europe homage owe.
Seite 176 - True, representing some principal pieces of the reign of Henry the Eighth, which was set forth with many extraordinary circumstances of pomp and majesty, even to the matting of the stage ; the Knights of the order, with their Georges and Garter, the guards with their embroidered coats and the like; sufficient, in truth, within a while to make greatness very familiar, if not ridiculous.
Seite 523 - WHEN Learning's triumph o'er her barb'rous foes First rear'd the stage, immortal Shakspeare rose ; Each change of many-colour'd life he drew, Exhausted worlds, and then imagin'd new: Existence saw him spurn her bounded reign, And panting Time toil'd after him in vain. His pow'rful strokes presiding Truth impress'd, And unresisted Passion storm'd the breast.
Seite 506 - The applause, delight, the wonder of our stage! My Shakespeare, rise! I will not lodge thee by Chaucer, or Spenser, or bid Beaumont lie A little further, to make thee a room: Thou art a monument without a tomb, And art alive still while thy book doth live And we have wits to read and praise to give.
Seite 521 - Hence when lightning fires The arch of Heaven, and thunders rock the ground, When furious whirlwinds rend the howling air, And Ocean, groaning from his lowest bed, Heaves his tempestuous billows to the sky ; Amid the mighty uproar, while below The nations tremble, SHAKSPEARE looks abroad From some high cliff, superior, and enjoys The elemental war.