Chamber's household edition of the dramatic works of William Shakespeare, ed. by R. Carruthers and W. Chambers, Part 33, Volume 8 |
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... play , which blends together , as Schlegel says , ' the social manners of modern times with old heroic deeds , and even with appearances of the gods . ' Some of the incidents are also found in early French literature , and in an English ...
... play , which blends together , as Schlegel says , ' the social manners of modern times with old heroic deeds , and even with appearances of the gods . ' Some of the incidents are also found in early French literature , and in an English ...
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... play for its ' confusion of the names and manners of different times , and the impossibility of its events in any system of life . ' He subjected imagination and romance to the prosaic rules of matter - of - fact , and neglected the ...
... play for its ' confusion of the names and manners of different times , and the impossibility of its events in any system of life . ' He subjected imagination and romance to the prosaic rules of matter - of - fact , and neglected the ...
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... plays which is wrought with more artifice , and yet a less degree of dramatic violence than this . In the scene before ... play , is a master - piece of skill ; the development of the plot , for its fulness , completeness , and ingenuity ...
... plays which is wrought with more artifice , and yet a less degree of dramatic violence than this . In the scene before ... play , is a master - piece of skill ; the development of the plot , for its fulness , completeness , and ingenuity ...
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... play'd than fought , And had no help of anger : they were parted By gentlemen at hand . Queen . I am very glad on't . Imo . Your son's my father's friend ; he takes his part.— To draw upon an exile ! -O brave sir ! I would they were in ...
... play'd than fought , And had no help of anger : they were parted By gentlemen at hand . Queen . I am very glad on't . Imo . Your son's my father's friend ; he takes his part.— To draw upon an exile ! -O brave sir ! I would they were in ...
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... played the strumpet in my bed the testimonies whereof lie bleeding in me . I speak not out of weak surmises ; but from proof as strong as my grief , and as certain as I expect my revenge . That part , thou , Pisanio , must act for me ...
... played the strumpet in my bed the testimonies whereof lie bleeding in me . I speak not out of weak surmises ; but from proof as strong as my grief , and as certain as I expect my revenge . That part , thou , Pisanio , must act for me ...
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Page 84 - Fie, fie upon her! There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip, Nay, her foot speaks ; her wanton spirits look out At every joint and motive of her body. O, these encounterers, so glib of tongue, That give a coasting welcome ere it comes. And wide unclasp the tables of their thoughts To every ticklish reader ! set them down For sluttish spoils of opportunity, And daughters of the game. [Trumpet within. All. The Trojans
Page 83 - FEAR no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the furious winter's rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages. Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o...
Page 102 - Come, let's away to prison. 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...
Page 61 - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these?
Page 10 - Lear. Let it be so, — thy truth, then, be thy dower : For, by the sacred radiance of the sun, The mysteries of Hecate, and the night ; By all the operation of the orbs From whom we do exist, and cease to be ; Here I disclaim all my paternal care, Propinquity and property of blood, And, as a stranger to my heart and me, Hold thee, from this, for ever.
Page 57 - tis slander ; Whose edge is sharper than the sword ; whose tongue Outvenoms all the worms of Nile ; whose breath Rides on the posting winds, and doth belie All corners of the world : kings, queens, and states, Maids, matrons, nay, the secrets of the grave This viperous slander enters.
Page 113 - Look up, my lord. Kent. Vex not his ghost : O, let him pass ! he hates him That would upon the rack of this tough world Stretch him out longer.
Page 67 - The providence that's in a watchful state, Knows almost every grain of Plutus' gold ; Finds bottom in the uncomprehensive deeps ; Keeps place with thought, and almost, like the gods, Does thoughts unveil in their dumb cradles. There is a mystery (with whom relation § Durst never meddle) in the soul of state ; Which hath an operation more divine, Than breath, or pen, can give expressure to...
Page 77 - Here, take this purse, thou whom the heavens' plagues Have humbled to all strokes. That I am wretched Makes thee the happier. Heavens, deal so still. Let the superfluous and lust-dieted man, That slaves your ordinance, that will not see Because he does not feel, feel your power quickly; So distribution should undo excess, And each man have enough.
Page 66 - O'er-run and trampled on : Then what they do in present, Though less than yours in past, must o'ertop yours : For time is like a fashionable host, That slightly shakes his parting guest by...