Lectures on Shakespeare, Volume 1Baker and Scribner, 1848 |
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... gentle and generous spirit inspired . With a form and coun- tenance moulded by the very genius of manly beauty ; with the smiles of intellectual grace gushing through his features and manners ; with the fascinations of wit and poetry ...
... gentle and generous spirit inspired . With a form and coun- tenance moulded by the very genius of manly beauty ; with the smiles of intellectual grace gushing through his features and manners ; with the fascinations of wit and poetry ...
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... gentle Shakspeare , " and the " Sweet swan of Avon , " by which he was generally known , show how deeply the sweetness of his disposi- tion had sunk into the hearts of those who best knew him , and what a rich gushing tide of human ...
... gentle Shakspeare , " and the " Sweet swan of Avon , " by which he was generally known , show how deeply the sweetness of his disposi- tion had sunk into the hearts of those who best knew him , and what a rich gushing tide of human ...
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... dan- gerous food to young Pembroke . And the gentle , yet earnest reproofs and warnings , which the poet thus throws out , while they prove the waywardness of his youthful friend , also prove his own friendship to have SONNETS . 33.
... dan- gerous food to young Pembroke . And the gentle , yet earnest reproofs and warnings , which the poet thus throws out , while they prove the waywardness of his youthful friend , also prove his own friendship to have SONNETS . 33.
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... gentle verse , Which eyes not yet created shall o'erread , And tongues to be your being shall rehearse , When all the breathers of this world are dead . " Again : " Death shall not brag thou wanderest in SONNETS . 37.
... gentle verse , Which eyes not yet created shall o'erread , And tongues to be your being shall rehearse , When all the breathers of this world are dead . " Again : " Death shall not brag thou wanderest in SONNETS . 37.
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... gentle , amiable , senti- mental cut - throats , -in a word , devils sugared over . Yet it is questionable whether even these , bad as they are , are so bad as the late importations from France , so much in favor with the more ...
... gentle , amiable , senti- mental cut - throats , -in a word , devils sugared over . Yet it is questionable whether even these , bad as they are , are so bad as the late importations from France , so much in favor with the more ...
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Page 223 - But love, first learned in a lady's eyes, Lives not alone immured in the brain; But, with the motion of all elements, Courses as swift as thought in every power, And gives to every power a double power, Above their functions and their offices.
Page 287 - Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege, Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy: for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all 130 The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith, that all which we behold...
Page 36 - Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace : » Referring to the obsequies for the dead.
Page 223 - Above their functions and their offices. It adds a precious seeing to the eye ; A lover's eyes will gaze an eagle blind ; A lover's ear will hear the lowest sound, When the suspicious head of theft is stopp'd ; Love's feeling is more soft and sensible, Than are the tender horns of cockled* snails...
Page 318 - Let me play the Fool: With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come ; And let my liver rather heat with wine, Than my heart cool with mortifying groans. Why should a man, whose blood is warm within, Sit like his grandsire cut in alabaster?
Page 38 - And peace proclaims olives of endless age. Now with the drops of this most balmy time My love looks fresh, and Death to me subscribes, Since, spite of him, I'll live in this poor rhyme, While he insults o'er dull and speechless tribes: And thou in this shalt find thy monument, When tyrants' crests and tombs of brass are spent.
Page 30 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste...
Page 317 - Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff : you shall seek all day ere you find them, and when you have them, they are not worth the search.
Page 62 - Stranger! henceforth be warned; and know, that pride, Howe'er disguised in its own majesty, Is littleness ; that he who feels contempt For any living thing, hath faculties Which he has never used ; that thought with him Is in its infancy.
Page 31 - They were but sweet, but figures of delight, Drawn after you, you pattern of all those. Yet seem'd it winter still, and, you away, As with your shadow I with these did play.