The Actor: A Treatise on the Art of Playing. Interspersed with Theatrical Anecdotes, Critical Remarks on Plays, and Occasional Observations on Audiences |
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... sense is wanting in those actors , who tho ' they are applauded on the stage , are faid among the criticks to have bad under- standings ; but if it is fo , nature has given them in recompenfe another fpecies of it , which exerts itself ...
... sense is wanting in those actors , who tho ' they are applauded on the stage , are faid among the criticks to have bad under- standings ; but if it is fo , nature has given them in recompenfe another fpecies of it , which exerts itself ...
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... sense of this term is very extenfive ; it takes in not only the natural turn of mind in the player , but that pliantnefs of difpofition by means of which the different paffions are made eafily to fucceed to one another in his foul . The ...
... sense of this term is very extenfive ; it takes in not only the natural turn of mind in the player , but that pliantnefs of difpofition by means of which the different paffions are made eafily to fucceed to one another in his foul . The ...
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... sense about thee . Old fond eyes Lament this cause again , I'll pluck ye out , And caft ye with the waters that ye lofe To temper clay . - No , gorgon , thou shalt find That I'll resume the fhape which thou doft think I have thrown off ...
... sense about thee . Old fond eyes Lament this cause again , I'll pluck ye out , And caft ye with the waters that ye lofe To temper clay . - No , gorgon , thou shalt find That I'll resume the fhape which thou doft think I have thrown off ...
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... sense of every particle of it , that art would attempt in vain to make it either more intelligible or more expreffive . The ut- most that can be done by the niceft hand , is to polish and ornament it ; and all that the player needs , or ...
... sense of every particle of it , that art would attempt in vain to make it either more intelligible or more expreffive . The ut- most that can be done by the niceft hand , is to polish and ornament it ; and all that the player needs , or ...
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... sense of greatnefs which a man in au- thority carries always about him . We muft obferve , that we here ufe the term collectively ; and mean , tho ' we fpeak in the fingular number , every tone that is proper to exprefs the fentiment in ...
... sense of greatnefs which a man in au- thority carries always about him . We muft obferve , that we here ufe the term collectively ; and mean , tho ' we fpeak in the fingular number , every tone that is proper to exprefs the fentiment in ...
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