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Page 4
... the Hydes and the Falklands on that spirit - stirring stage ? Even the
apprentices had more animating work than in the galleries of the theatres , in
themselves learning to take a part , by hooting down bishops , or malignants , in
the tragedies ...
... the Hydes and the Falklands on that spirit - stirring stage ? Even the
apprentices had more animating work than in the galleries of the theatres , in
themselves learning to take a part , by hooting down bishops , or malignants , in
the tragedies ...
Page 8
... as well as by the internecine hostility between puritanism , whose spirit was
embodied in Prynne , and the stage , of which Shirley might stand forth as the
champion , this merciless tone of exultation in his sufferings . . Shirley was
engaged in ...
... as well as by the internecine hostility between puritanism , whose spirit was
embodied in Prynne , and the stage , of which Shirley might stand forth as the
champion , this merciless tone of exultation in his sufferings . . Shirley was
engaged in ...
Page 9
Those days of fiercer excitement were at hand , — the spirit of Prynne was in the
ascendant , and in 1642 , the first ordinance for the suppression of stage - plays
was issued by the parliament . This ordinance , according to Mr . Collier , was not
...
Those days of fiercer excitement were at hand , — the spirit of Prynne was in the
ascendant , and in 1642 , the first ordinance for the suppression of stage - plays
was issued by the parliament . This ordinance , according to Mr . Collier , was not
...
Page 10
But his chief maintenance and that of his wife and family depended on his own
exertions ; he was glad to sink again to his old drudgery of keeping a school in
White Friars ; the poetic spirit which had so long delighted a polished court and a
...
But his chief maintenance and that of his wife and family depended on his own
exertions ; he was glad to sink again to his old drudgery of keeping a school in
White Friars ; the poetic spirit which had so long delighted a polished court and a
...
Page 13
... embodied in the following exquisite verses , soothed and consoled his failing
spirit : I have not lived After the rate to fear another world . We come from nothing
into life , a time We measure with a short breath , and that often Made tedious too
...
... embodied in the following exquisite verses , soothed and consoled his failing
spirit : I have not lived After the rate to fear another world . We come from nothing
into life , a time We measure with a short breath , and that often Made tedious too
...
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