Essays on Shakespeare's Dramatic Characters: With an Illustration of Shakespeare's Representation of National Characters, in that of FluellenSamuel Bagster, in the Strand., 1812 - 448 Seiten |
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... things rank , and gross in nature , Possess it merely . - That it should come to this ! But two months dead ! nay , not so much ; not two : So excellent a king , that was , to this , Hyperion to a satyr : so loving to my mother , That ...
... things rank , and gross in nature , Possess it merely . - That it should come to this ! But two months dead ! nay , not so much ; not two : So excellent a king , that was , to this , Hyperion to a satyr : so loving to my mother , That ...
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... , many things concur to throw the mind into a susceptible and tender mood , and chiefly , elegance of expression , harmony of composition , and delightful imagery . These working upon the mind , and being INTRODUCTION . 27.
... , many things concur to throw the mind into a susceptible and tender mood , and chiefly , elegance of expression , harmony of composition , and delightful imagery . These working upon the mind , and being INTRODUCTION . 27.
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... thing . . Let us review the conflict . Ambition , grown habitual and inveterate in the soul of Macbeth , suggests the idea of assassination . The sense of virtue , compassion , and other kindred principles , are alarmed , and oppose ...
... thing . . Let us review the conflict . Ambition , grown habitual and inveterate in the soul of Macbeth , suggests the idea of assassination . The sense of virtue , compassion , and other kindred principles , are alarmed , and oppose ...
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... things ? — My hands are of your colour , but I scorn To wear a heart so white . Macbeth , instigated by his apprehensions , meditates another act of barbarity . Lady Macbeth , so far from being afraid of conse- quences , or from having ...
... things ? — My hands are of your colour , but I scorn To wear a heart so white . Macbeth , instigated by his apprehensions , meditates another act of barbarity . Lady Macbeth , so far from being afraid of conse- quences , or from having ...
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... thing amiable or respectable . Indignation is dif- ferent . It arises , as the etymology of the words indicates , from the sense of something unworthy . But the unworthy in human conduct affects us by contrast : and this 1 contrast is ...
... thing amiable or respectable . Indignation is dif- ferent . It arises , as the etymology of the words indicates , from the sense of something unworthy . But the unworthy in human conduct affects us by contrast : and this 1 contrast is ...
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Seite 46 - This supernatural soliciting 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...
Seite 109 - Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me ! You would play upon me ; you would seem to know my stops...
Seite 347 - Well believe this, No ceremony that to great ones 'longs, Not the king's crown, nor the deputed sword, The marshal's truncheon, nor the judge's robe, Become them with one half so good a grace, As mercy does.
Seite 22 - That it should come to this! But two months dead! Nay, not so much, not two. So excellent a king, that was to this Hyperion to a satyr; so loving to my mother That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth! Must I remember? Why, she would hang on him As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on; and yet, within a month Let me not think on't!
Seite 59 - One cried, God bless us ! and, Amen, the other ; As they had seen me, with these hangman's hands, Listening their fear. I could not say, amen, When they did say, God bless us.
Seite 22 - gainst self-slaughter ! O God ! O God 1 How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world ! Fie on't ! O fie ! 'Tis an unweeded garden, That grows to seed ; things rank, and gross in nature, Possess it merely.
Seite 51 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly : if the assassination 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.
Seite 22 - O that this too too solid flesh would melt, Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew! Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd His canon 'gainst self-slaughter!
Seite 111 - Tis now the very witching time of night, When churchyards yawn, and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world : now could I drink hot blood, And do such bitter business as the day Would quake to look on.
Seite 23 - Like Niobe, all tears; why she, even she, — O God ! a beast, that wants discourse of reason, Would have mourn'd longer, — married with my uncle, My father's brother, but no more like my father Than I to Hercules: within a month, Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears Had left the flushing in her galled eyes, She married.