Dramatic Micellanies [sic]: Consisting of Critical Observations on Several Plays of Shakspeare: with a Review of His Principal Characters, and Those of Various Eminent Writers, as Represented by Mr. Garrick, and Other Celebrated Comedians. ... By Thomas Davies, ... In Three Volumes. ...author, and sold at his shop, 1783 - 2 Seiten |
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... pleasure , instead of increasing , fuffered a vifible diminution . His ufual vivacity at laft forfook him ; he looked and stroked his chin , which , to the grave courtiers amongst the players , who knew their monarch was his own ...
... pleasure , instead of increasing , fuffered a vifible diminution . His ufual vivacity at laft forfook him ; he looked and stroked his chin , which , to the grave courtiers amongst the players , who knew their monarch was his own ...
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... pleasure . As he took infinite pains to inform , he expected an implicit fubmiffion to his in- ftructions . A compliance , after all , which could not be expected from men of great profeffional abilities , fuch as Yates and Woodward ...
... pleasure . As he took infinite pains to inform , he expected an implicit fubmiffion to his in- ftructions . A compliance , after all , which could not be expected from men of great profeffional abilities , fuch as Yates and Woodward ...
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... pleasure in walking with him , in the ftreet , arm in arm . But , O world , thy flippery turns ! ' * Delane , foon after his arrival from Scot- land , accidentally met Garrick in the pi- azza of Covent - Garden , who not only would not ...
... pleasure in walking with him , in the ftreet , arm in arm . But , O world , thy flippery turns ! ' * Delane , foon after his arrival from Scot- land , accidentally met Garrick in the pi- azza of Covent - Garden , who not only would not ...
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... pleasure . I have never feen an adequate representer of Sir Epicure , from Harper down to Love . The first feemed to have been taught by one who had jufter conceptions of what was to be done in the part than the player could execute ...
... pleasure . I have never feen an adequate representer of Sir Epicure , from Harper down to Love . The first feemed to have been taught by one who had jufter conceptions of what was to be done in the part than the player could execute ...
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... pleasure ; but mere fufferance , in fuch a fit- tuation , is rather an humiliating circum- ftance . Victor , who faw him when the play was over , told me that Colley confeffed he never longed fo much for any thing as the dying fcene of ...
... pleasure ; but mere fufferance , in fuch a fit- tuation , is rather an humiliating circum- ftance . Victor , who faw him when the play was over , told me that Colley confeffed he never longed fo much for any thing as the dying fcene of ...
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Seite 318 - Methinks I should know you, and know this man; Yet I am doubtful; for I am mainly' ignorant What place this is, and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments; nor I know not Where I did lodge last night. Do not laugh at me ; For, as I am a man, I think this lady To be my child Cordelia.
Seite 255 - He only, in a general honest thought, And common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle, and the elements So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up And say to all the world, 'This was a man!
Seite 210 - Set honour in one eye and death i' the other, And I will look on both indifferently; For let the gods so speed me as I love The name of honour more than I fear death.
Seite 317 - tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal lord? How fares your majesty? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave. — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.
Seite 265 - I was many years ago so shocked by Cordelia's death, that I know not whether I ever endured to read again the last scenes of the play till I undertook to revise them as an editor.
Seite 147 - What hands are here? ha! they pluck out mine eyes! Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood Clean from my hand? No; this my hand will rather The multitudinous seas incarnadine, Making the green one red.
Seite 20 - element,' but the word is over-worn. \Exit. Vio. This fellow is wise enough to play the fool ; And to do that well craves a kind of wit : He must observe their mood on whom he jests, The quality of persons, and the time, And, like the haggard, check at every feather That comes before his eye.
Seite 128 - He made darkness his secret place, his pavilion round about Him with dark water, and thick clouds to cover Him.
Seite 279 - But we should reflect, that Lear is not agitated by one passion only, that he is not moved by rage, by grief, and indignation, singly, but by a tumultuous combination of them all together, where all claim to be heard at once, and where one naturally interrupts the progress of the other.
Seite 355 - Ant. Come on, my soldier! Our hearts and arms are still the same : I long Once more to meet our foes; that thou and I, Like Time and Death, marching before our troops, May taste fate to them ; mow them out a passage, And, entering where the foremost squadrons yield, Begin the noble harvest of the field.