Studies of ShakspereG. Routledge, 1868 - 560 pages |
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... Lord Mayor , " in 1591 , has come down to us . He was ready with his verses when Sir Henry Lee resigned the office of Queen's Champion in 1590 ; and upon the occasion also of an Installation at Windsor in 1593. When Elizabeth visited ...
... Lord Mayor , " in 1591 , has come down to us . He was ready with his verses when Sir Henry Lee resigned the office of Queen's Champion in 1590 ; and upon the occasion also of an Installation at Windsor in 1593. When Elizabeth visited ...
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... lord , what working words he hath . " bidden paths . He plunged into the haunts of wild. One of " From jiggling veins of rhyming mother wits , As such conceits as clownage keeps in pay , We'll lead you to the stately tent of war , Where ...
... lord , what working words he hath . " bidden paths . He plunged into the haunts of wild. One of " From jiggling veins of rhyming mother wits , As such conceits as clownage keeps in pay , We'll lead you to the stately tent of war , Where ...
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... Lord General , with others , mourning : a great cry within , Charon , a boat , a boat : then enter Charon and the Ghost of Andrea . " Charon , Revenge , and the Ghost have a little pleasant dialogue ; and the Ghost then vanishes with ...
... Lord General , with others , mourning : a great cry within , Charon , a boat , a boat : then enter Charon and the Ghost of Andrea . " Charon , Revenge , and the Ghost have a little pleasant dialogue ; and the Ghost then vanishes with ...
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... lord , you are unjust . " When Tamora prescribes their terrible wickedness to her sons , Lavinia remon- strates- " O ! Tamora , thou bear'st a woman's face . " When Marcus encounters his mutilated niece , there is much poetry , but no ...
... lord , you are unjust . " When Tamora prescribes their terrible wickedness to her sons , Lavinia remon- strates- " O ! Tamora , thou bear'st a woman's face . " When Marcus encounters his mutilated niece , there is much poetry , but no ...
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Charles Knight. Crew , ' 1652 , speaks slightingly of Shakspere , the Lord negligently . " It is impossible to and of this particular drama : - " Your Ben and Fletcher , in their first young cheerful cup with poor Lowin in his humble ...
Charles Knight. Crew , ' 1652 , speaks slightingly of Shakspere , the Lord negligently . " It is impossible to and of this particular drama : - " Your Ben and Fletcher , in their first young cheerful cup with poor Lowin in his humble ...
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Page 499 - That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
Page 58 - Nor the dejected haviour of the visage, Together with all forms, modes, shows of grief, That can denote me truly: These, indeed, seem, For they are actions that a man might play : But I have that within, which passeth show; These, but the trappings and the suits of woe.
Page 477 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand...
Page 465 - Past reason hated, as a swallowed bait On purpose laid to make the taker mad; Mad in pursuit and in possession so; Had, having, and in quest to have, extreme; A bliss in proof, and proved, a very woe; Before, a joy proposed; behind, a dream All this the world well knows; yet none knows well To shun the heaven that leads men to this hell. cxxx My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips...
Page 235 - Though justice be thy plea, consider this, — That in the course of justice none of us Should see salvation : we do pray for mercy, And that same prayer doth teach us all to render The deeds of mercy.
Page 470 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's •waste...
Page 415 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear ; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come, when it will come.
Page 452 - I behold like a Spanish great galleon and an English man-of-war. Master Coleridge, like the former, was built far higher in learning, solid, but slow in his performances. CVL, with the English man-of-war, lesser in bulk, but lighter in sailing, could turn with all tides, tack about, and take advantage of all winds, by the quickness of his wit and invention.
Page 493 - And peace proclaims olives of endless age. Now with the drops of this most balmy time My love looks fresh, and Death to me subscribes, Since spite of him I'll live in this poor rhyme, While he insults o'er dull and speechless tribes. And thou in this shalt find thy monument, When tyrants' crests and tombs of brass are spent.
Page 29 - Yes, trust them not, for there is an upstart crow, beautified with our feathers, that with his tiger's heart wrapped in a player's hide, supposes he is as well able to bombast out a blank verse as the best of you; and being an absolute Johannes Factotum, is in his own conceit the only Shake-scene in a country.