Shakespeare: His Life, Art, and Characters. With an Historical Sketch of the Origin and Growth of the Drama in England...Ginn & Company, 1895 - 56 Seiten |
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... Iago and Edmund , who , with all their steeping in hell - venom , are still unable to look their hellish purposes steadily in the face , and seek refuge in certain imaginary wrongs which it is the part of manhood to revenge either on ...
... Iago and Edmund , who , with all their steeping in hell - venom , are still unable to look their hellish purposes steadily in the face , and seek refuge in certain imaginary wrongs which it is the part of manhood to revenge either on ...
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... Iago's plot is first sown , and springs up , and grad- ually grows and ripens in his brain , with Richard's down- right enunciation of his projected series of crimes from the first , we may discern the contrast between the youth and the ...
... Iago's plot is first sown , and springs up , and grad- ually grows and ripens in his brain , with Richard's down- right enunciation of his projected series of crimes from the first , we may discern the contrast between the youth and the ...
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... Iago and Edmund , stand mainly in this , that intellectual pride is in a more exclusive manner the constituent of his character ? The critic , be it observed , specially faults certain of Richard's soliloquies , as if there were ...
... Iago and Edmund , stand mainly in this , that intellectual pride is in a more exclusive manner the constituent of his character ? The critic , be it observed , specially faults certain of Richard's soliloquies , as if there were ...
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... as in the case of Iago . On the other hand , loveliness is always lovely ; and what is lovely all natural - hearted men , and women too , will love ; their souls instinctively gravi tate towards it ; and , if they can , OPHELIA . 305.
... as in the case of Iago . On the other hand , loveliness is always lovely ; and what is lovely all natural - hearted men , and women too , will love ; their souls instinctively gravi tate towards it ; and , if they can , OPHELIA . 305.
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... Iago ; while the Weird Sisters , so seemingly akin ( though whether as mothers or sisters or daughters , we cannot tell ) to the thunder - storms that come and go with them , occupy the summit of his preternatural creations ...
... Iago ; while the Weird Sisters , so seemingly akin ( though whether as mothers or sisters or daughters , we cannot tell ) to the thunder - storms that come and go with them , occupy the summit of his preternatural creations ...
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action Anne Boleyn Antony Antony and Cleopatra appears Banquo battle of Shrewsbury beauty better Brutus Cassius Catharine cause character Claudius Cloten conscience Coriolanus course crime critics crown Cymbeline death delineation Desdemona drama effect English fact Falstaff father fear feelings folio genius give Hamlet hand heart hero Holinshed honour Hotspur human humour Iago Imogen intellectual John judgment Julius Cæsar kindled King Henry King Lear King's Lear less Macbeth madness manhood marriage matter mind Moor moral murder nature never noble Othello passage passion perhaps person piece play Plutarch Poet Poet's poetry Polonius pride Prince purpose quarto Queen reason renders respect revenge Richard Roman scene seems sense Shakespeare shows sort soul speak speech spirit stand strength strong style sure sweet thee thing thou thought tion touch tragedy true truth virtue Weird Sisters whole withal words
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Seite 232 - I'd have you buy and sell so ; so give alms ; Pray so ; and, for the ordering your affairs, To sing them too. When you do dance, I wish you A wave o' the sea, that you might ever do Nothing but that...
Seite 298 - What art thou that usurp'st this time of night, Together with that fair and warlike form In which the majesty of buried Denmark Did sometimes march ? by heaven I charge thee, speak ! Mar.
Seite 167 - O! coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me. The lights burn blue. It is now dead midnight. Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What! do I fear myself? there's none else by Richard loves Richard; that is, I am I.
Seite 81 - twas time to counterfeit, or that hot termagant Scot had paid me scot and lot too. Counterfeit? I lie, I am no counterfeit : to die, is to be a counterfeit ; for he is but the counterfeit of a man who hath not the life of a man : but to counterfeit dying, when a man thereby liveth, is to be no counterfeit, but the true and perfect image of life indeed.
Seite 415 - Yare, yare, good Iras; quick. — Methinks, I hear Antony call; I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act; I hear him mock The luck of Caesar, which the gods give men To excuse their after wrath: Husband, I come: Now to that name my courage prove my title ! I am fire, and air; my other elements I give to baser life.
Seite 196 - Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues.
Seite 28 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Seite 328 - Could trammel up the consequence, and catch With his surcease success; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, We'd jump the life to come. But in these cases We still have judgment here; that we but teach Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return To plague the inventor; this even-handed justice Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice To our own lips.
Seite 57 - God save him; No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home: But dust was thrown upon his sacred head ; Which with such gentle sorrow he shook off,— His face still combating with tears and smiles, The badges of his grief and patience,— That had not God, for some strong purpose, steel'd The hearts of men, they must perforce have melted, And barbarism itself have pitied him.
Seite 312 - In the corrupted currents of this world Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice, And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself Buys out the law...