Goethe's Wilhelm Meister's apprenticeship

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Chapman and Hall, 1871
 

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Page 256 - I'll leave you till night: you are welcome to Elsinore. Ros. Good my lord ! [Exeunt Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. Ham. Ay, so, God be wi' you : — Now I am alone. O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I ! Is it not monstrous, that this player here, But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit, That, from her working, all his visage wann'd ; Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting With forms to his conceit ?...
Page 256 - What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her ? What would he do, Had he the motive and the cue for passion That I have...
Page 207 - There is an oak-tree planted in a costly jar, which should have borne only pleasant flowers in its bosom; the roots expand, the jar is shivered. " A lovely, pure, noble and most moral nature, without the strength of nerve which forms a hero, sinks beneath a burden which it cannot bear and must not cast away.
Page 237 - I accept it then," said she, and made a movement with her right hand, as if meaning to take hold of his: but instantly she darted it into her pocket, pulled out her dagger quick as lightning, and scored with the edge and point of it across his hand.
Page 107 - The, old man spoke not; he threw his fmgers softly across the strings; then struck more sharply, and sang : "What notes are those without the wall, Across the portal sounding ? Let's have the music in our hall, Back from its roof rebounding." So spoke the king, the henchman flies; His answer heard, the monarch cries : " Bring in that ancient minstrel.
Page 297 - I lived among had not the slightest tinge of literature or science : they were German courtiers ; a class of men at that time altogether destitute of culture. Such society, it may be thought, must naturally have led me to the brink of ruin. I lived away in mere corporeal cheerfulness ; I never took myself to task, I never prayed, I never thought about myself or God. Yet I look upon it as a providential guidance, that none of these many handsome, rich and well-dressed men could take my fancy. They...
Page 251 - And this ?" inquired Serlo, springing up from his recumbent posture. " It lies in the piece itself," answered Wilhelm, " only I employ it rightly. There are disturbances in Norway. You shall hear my plan, and try it. " After the death of Hamlet the father, the Norwegians, lately conquered, grow unruly. The viceroy of that country sends his son, Horatio, an old...
Page 100 - But will not a happy natural turn,' said Wilhelm, ' as the first and last requisite, of itself conduct the player like every other artist, nay perhaps every other man, to the lofty mark he aims at?' ; ' The first and the last, the beginning and the end, it may well be ; but in the middle, many things will still be wanting to an artist, if instruction, and early instruction too, have not previously made that of him which he was meant to be : and perhaps for the man of genius it is worse in this respect...
Page 169 - ... sparkling foam on the freshly poured cup of love! "Her head lay upon his shoulder; the disordered ringlets and ruffles were forgotten. She had thrown her arm around him ; he clasped her with vivacity ; and pressed her again and again to his breast.
Page 322 - By faith," the Scripture says. And what is faith ? To consider the account of an event as true, what help can this afford me ? I must be enabled to appropriate its effects, its consequences. This appropriating faith must be a state of mind peculiar, and to the natural man unknown. " Now, gracious Father, grant me faith ! " so prayed I once, in the deepest heaviness of heart. I was leaning on a little table, where I sat ; my tear-stained countenance was hidden in my hands.

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