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Page xix
... writes of " balat - mak- ing and trigide , " by the latter word he can only mean poetry written in a melancholy strain . King Leir , up to the fifth act , is surely a composition of a most mournful kind . Let us also remember that at ...
... writes of " balat - mak- ing and trigide , " by the latter word he can only mean poetry written in a melancholy strain . King Leir , up to the fifth act , is surely a composition of a most mournful kind . Let us also remember that at ...
Page xxi
... writes : 1 Now thou art All Great Britain , and no more ; No Scot , no English now , nor no Debate . Malone makes no mention of the passage at Act IV . vi . 256 , where the Folios read " upon the English party , " the Quartos having ...
... writes : 1 Now thou art All Great Britain , and no more ; No Scot , no English now , nor no Debate . Malone makes no mention of the passage at Act IV . vi . 256 , where the Folios read " upon the English party , " the Quartos having ...
Page xxii
... writes thus : " The reference in Act I. scene ii . to ' these late eclipses ' must have been suggested by the great eclipse of the sun of October 1605 , preceded by an eclipse of the moon in September . " Now , though it is quite ...
... writes thus : " The reference in Act I. scene ii . to ' these late eclipses ' must have been suggested by the great eclipse of the sun of October 1605 , preceded by an eclipse of the moon in September . " Now , though it is quite ...
Page xxxv
... writes to me : " Although I know no trace of the story of King Lear in Welsh literature , I see no reason whatever for supposing that Geoffrey invented it , but I think rather that he found it in a Celtic story . " Since I received the ...
... writes to me : " Although I know no trace of the story of King Lear in Welsh literature , I see no reason whatever for supposing that Geoffrey invented it , but I think rather that he found it in a Celtic story . " Since I received the ...
Page xxxvi
William Shakespeare William James Craig, Robert Hope Case. writes : Legroceastre est civitas antiqua in mediteraneis Anglis a Legra fluvio præterfluente sic vocata ' ( Gesta Pontificium , paragraph 176 ) . Professor Stevenson , how- ever ...
William Shakespeare William James Craig, Robert Hope Case. writes : Legroceastre est civitas antiqua in mediteraneis Anglis a Legra fluvio præterfluente sic vocata ' ( Gesta Pontificium , paragraph 176 ) . Professor Stevenson , how- ever ...
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Page 61 - Hear, Nature, hear ! dear goddess, hear ! Suspend thy purpose, if thou didst intend To make this creature fruitful ! Into her womb convey sterility ! Dry up in her the organs of increase, And from her derogate body never spring A babe to honour her...
Page 36 - 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...
Page 226 - I'll kneel down, And ask of thee forgiveness; so we'll live, // And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news; and we'll talk with them too, Who loses and who wins; who's in, who's out; And take...
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Page 125 - O nuncle, court holy-water in a dry house is better than this rain-water out o' door. Good nuncle, in, and ask thy daughters' blessing; here's a night pities neither wise man nor fool. Lear. Rumble thy bellyful! Spit, fire! spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters: I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness; I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription: then, let fall Your horrible pleasure; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd...
Page 132 - Thou'dst meet the bear i' the mouth. When the mind's free The body's delicate; the tempest in my mind Doth from my senses take all feeling else Save what beats there.
Page 238 - The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices Make instruments to plague us: The dark and vicious place where thee he got Cost him his eyes.
Page 27 - Thou, nature, art my goddess ; to thy law My services are bound : Wherefore should I Stand in the plague of custom ; and permit The curiosity of nations to deprive me, For that I am some twelve or fourteen moon-shines Lag of a brother? Why bastard?
Page 225 - We two alone will sing like birds i' the cage; When thou dost ask me blessing, I'll kneel down, And ask of thee forgiveness. So we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news; and we'll talk with...
Page 9 - And prize me at her worth. In my true heart I find she names my very deed of love ; Only she comes too short, — that I profess Myself an enemy to all other joys Which the most precious square of sense possesses ; And find I am alone felicitate In your dear highness