The Life and Beauties of Shakespeare: Comprising Careful Selections from Each Play, with a General Index, Digesting Them Under Proper HeadsPhillips, Sampson, 1853 - 345 էջ |
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... sans oreilles , sans yeux , Meurtri de toutes parts . The verse of Shakspeare , Sans teeth , sans eyes , sans taste , sans every thing , scarcely exceeds the rules of legitimate translation ; and the WILLIAM SHAKSPEARE . XV .
... sans oreilles , sans yeux , Meurtri de toutes parts . The verse of Shakspeare , Sans teeth , sans eyes , sans taste , sans every thing , scarcely exceeds the rules of legitimate translation ; and the WILLIAM SHAKSPEARE . XV .
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... when even the rooms of the commonest taverns were hung with painted cloths ; while all the essentials of scenery were continually before their eyes , we can hardly believe our forefathers to WILLIAM SHAKSPEARE . xxvii .
... when even the rooms of the commonest taverns were hung with painted cloths ; while all the essentials of scenery were continually before their eyes , we can hardly believe our forefathers to WILLIAM SHAKSPEARE . xxvii .
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... eyes of Gloucester . The versification and language of the play , are certainly very different from those of Othello , of Hamlet , of Macbeth , or Lear . The author had not yet acquired that facility of composition for which he was ...
... eyes of Gloucester . The versification and language of the play , are certainly very different from those of Othello , of Hamlet , of Macbeth , or Lear . The author had not yet acquired that facility of composition for which he was ...
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... eyes , to be the mark Of smoky muskets ? O you leaden messengers , That ride upon the violent speed of fire , Fly with false aim ; move the still - piercing air , That sings with piercing , do not touch my lord ! Whoever shoots at him ...
... eyes , to be the mark Of smoky muskets ? O you leaden messengers , That ride upon the violent speed of fire , Fly with false aim ; move the still - piercing air , That sings with piercing , do not touch my lord ! Whoever shoots at him ...
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... eye The dust that did offend it . AS YOU LIKE IT . ACT I. MODESTY AND COURAGE IN YOUTH I BESEECH you , punish me not ... eyes and gentle wishes , go with me to my trial : wherein if I be foiled , there is but one shamed that was never ...
... eye The dust that did offend it . AS YOU LIKE IT . ACT I. MODESTY AND COURAGE IN YOUTH I BESEECH you , punish me not ... eyes and gentle wishes , go with me to my trial : wherein if I be foiled , there is but one shamed that was never ...
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Էջ 19 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon...
Էջ 172 - Burn'd on the water ; the poop was beaten gold, Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them, the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes.
Էջ 238 - Julius bleed for justice' sake ? What villain touch'd his body, that did stab, And not for justice ? What, shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world But for supporting robbers, shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes, And sell the mighty space of our large honours For so much trash as may be grasped thus? I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon, Than such a Roman.
Էջ 132 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their ( emperor...
Էջ 50 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines...
Էջ 278 - O now, for ever, Farewell the tranquil mind ! Farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, That make ambition virtue ! O, farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner ; and all quality. Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war ! And O, you mortal engines, whose rude throats The immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit, Farewell ! Othello's occupation's gone ! lago.
Էջ 90 - You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race : this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.
Էջ 108 - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast? Or wallow naked in December snow By thinking on fantastic summer's heat?
Էջ 255 - 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 we'll talk with them too, — Who loses and who wins; who's in, who's out; — And take...
Էջ 204 - gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, The bird of dawning singeth all night long : And then, they say, no spirit dares stir abroad; The nights are wholesome ; then no planets strike, No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm, So hallow'd and so gracious is the time.