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 pages |
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... Moved by his striking pictures of the insta- bility of human enjoyments , we moderate the vehemence of our desires , fortify our minds , and are enabled to sustain adversity . B Among the ancient Greeks , the study of the Poets ...
... Moved by his striking pictures of the insta- bility of human enjoyments , we moderate the vehemence of our desires , fortify our minds , and are enabled to sustain adversity . B Among the ancient Greeks , the study of the Poets ...
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... moved by strong affection : seize the opportunity , let none of its motions escape you , and observe every sentiment it excites . You cannot . While the passion prevails , you have no leisure for speculation ; and be assured it has ...
... moved by strong affection : seize the opportunity , let none of its motions escape you , and observe every sentiment it excites . You cannot . While the passion prevails , you have no leisure for speculation ; and be assured it has ...
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... moved by every impression . Together with this delicacy of affection , he must possess a peculiar warmth and facility of imagination , by which he may retire from himself , become insensible of his actual condition , and , .re- gardless ...
... moved by every impression . Together with this delicacy of affection , he must possess a peculiar warmth and facility of imagination , by which he may retire from himself , become insensible of his actual condition , and , .re- gardless ...
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... moved by no compassion for Wood- nymphs or Naiads , lays waste the forest , changes the windings of the river into a dead canal , and solicits wealth at the expence of beauty . Now , as the influences of passion govern and give a train ...
... moved by no compassion for Wood- nymphs or Naiads , lays waste the forest , changes the windings of the river into a dead canal , and solicits wealth at the expence of beauty . Now , as the influences of passion govern and give a train ...
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... moved , our thoughts will not arise in their natural and common order , but will be entirely regulated by the present passion or state of mind . It is a certain fact , con- firmed by universal experience , and it may be laid down as an ...
... moved , our thoughts will not arise in their natural and common order , but will be entirely regulated by the present passion or state of mind . It is a certain fact , con- firmed by universal experience , and it may be laid down as an ...
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Page 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...
Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 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!
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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!
Page 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.
Page 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.