Characters of Shakespeare's PlaysWiley and Putnam, 1845 - 229 pages |
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... persons reasoning on a given subject , truth has at last been hit upon , and long - established error exploded ; yet this does not apply to cases of individual power and knowledge , to a million of things besides , in which we are still ...
... persons reasoning on a given subject , truth has at last been hit upon , and long - established error exploded ; yet this does not apply to cases of individual power and knowledge , to a million of things besides , in which we are still ...
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... persons who , being sceptics as to the divine mission of Christ , have taken an accountable prejudice to his doctrines , and have been disposed to deny the merit of his charac- ter ; but this was not the feeling of the great men in the ...
... persons who , being sceptics as to the divine mission of Christ , have taken an accountable prejudice to his doctrines , and have been disposed to deny the merit of his charac- ter ; but this was not the feeling of the great men in the ...
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... person and we find many symptoms of the rapid degeneracy in this respect . It was comparatively an age of peace , " Like strength reposing on his own right arm ; " but the sound of civil combat might still be heard in the distance , the ...
... person and we find many symptoms of the rapid degeneracy in this respect . It was comparatively an age of peace , " Like strength reposing on his own right arm ; " but the sound of civil combat might still be heard in the distance , the ...
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... Persons in middle life at this day , who can afford a good dinner every day , do not look forward to it as any particular subject of exul- tation : the poor peasant , who can only contrive to treat himself to a joint of meat on a Sunday ...
... Persons in middle life at this day , who can afford a good dinner every day , do not look forward to it as any particular subject of exul- tation : the poor peasant , who can only contrive to treat himself to a joint of meat on a Sunday ...
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... imperfections and deformity . The two young persons in the play before us , on whom the event of the plot chiefly hinges , do in fact turn out to be no better than changelings and natural idiots . This 28 THE AGE OF ELIZABETH .
... imperfections and deformity . The two young persons in the play before us , on whom the event of the plot chiefly hinges , do in fact turn out to be no better than changelings and natural idiots . This 28 THE AGE OF ELIZABETH .
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Page 24 - Would he were fatter. — But I fear him not. Yet if my name were liable to fear, I do not know the man I should avoid So soon as that spare Cassius. He reads much ; He is a great observer, and he looks Quite through the deeds of men.
Page 144 - Let's choose executors and talk of wills : And yet not so — for what can we bequeath Save our deposed bodies to the ground? Our lands, our lives, and all are Bolingbroke's, And nothing can we call our own but death, And that small model of the barren earth Which serves as paste and cover to our bones.
Page 114 - Indian mount, or fairy elves, Whose midnight revels, by a forest side, Or fountain, some belated peasant sees, Or dreams he sees, while overhead the moon Sits arbitress, and nearer to the earth Wheels her pale course ; they, on their mirth and dance Intent, with jocund music charm his ear ; At once with joy and fear his heart rebounds.
Page 68 - A tower'd citadel, a pendant rock, A forked mountain, or blue promontory With trees upon't, that nod unto the world, And mock our eyes with air: thou hast seen these signs; They are black vesper's pageants. EROS. Ay, my lord. ANTONY. That which is now a horse, even with a thought The rack dislimns; and makes it indistinct, As water is in water.
Page 105 - ... we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon and the stars : as if we were villains by necessity, fools by heavenly compulsion ; knaves, thieves and treachers, by spherical predominance ; drunkards, liars and adulterers, by an enforced obedience of planetary influence ; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on : an admirable evasion of whoremaster man, to lay his goatish disposition to the charge of a star...
Page 163 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Page 210 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods...
Page 34 - Shall I make spirits fetch me what I please, Resolve me of all ambiguities, Perform what desperate enterprise I will? I'll have them fly to India for gold, Ransack the ocean for orient pearl, And search all corners of the new-found world For pleasant fruits and princely delicates...
Page 159 - Sits on thy skin like morning dew, And while thy willing soul transpires At every pore with instant...
Page 101 - O my love ! my wife ! Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : Thou art not conquer'd ; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there.