The Quarterly Review, Volume 131John Murray, 1871 - English literature |
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... whole book , thou shalt find he doth not borrow One phrase from Greeks , nor Latins imitate , Nor once from vulgar languages translate : Nor plagiary - like from others glean ; Nor begs he from each witty friend ancese To piece his acts ...
... whole book , thou shalt find he doth not borrow One phrase from Greeks , nor Latins imitate , Nor once from vulgar languages translate : Nor plagiary - like from others glean ; Nor begs he from each witty friend ancese To piece his acts ...
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... whole used the poet kindly -laughed at the sallies of his wit , lent itself with childlike docility to the practical jokes and endless humour of Falstaff , or shed happy and complacent tears over the sorrows of Romeo and his Juliet ...
... whole used the poet kindly -laughed at the sallies of his wit , lent itself with childlike docility to the practical jokes and endless humour of Falstaff , or shed happy and complacent tears over the sorrows of Romeo and his Juliet ...
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... whole truths enve- loped in it , and gave form and coherent meaning to the confused and incoherent creeds of mankind . Perhaps also to one who carved out for himself a wholly un- trodden path like Shakspeare , who had little of the ...
... whole truths enve- loped in it , and gave form and coherent meaning to the confused and incoherent creeds of mankind . Perhaps also to one who carved out for himself a wholly un- trodden path like Shakspeare , who had little of the ...
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... whole range of his dramatis persona of which it can be said , this was a favourite with the poet . In the full torrent of his wit or the excitement of his eloquence , in the successful exhibition of retributive villany or the defence of ...
... whole range of his dramatis persona of which it can be said , this was a favourite with the poet . In the full torrent of his wit or the excitement of his eloquence , in the successful exhibition of retributive villany or the defence of ...
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... whole scene is inexpressibly comic , the burst , By the Lord , I knew ye , as well as he that made ye , ' & c . , is as sudden and surprising as if it had flashed upon us out of the darkness - out of the most serious scene ; as in Lear ...
... whole scene is inexpressibly comic , the burst , By the Lord , I knew ye , as well as he that made ye , ' & c . , is as sudden and surprising as if it had flashed upon us out of the darkness - out of the most serious scene ; as in Lear ...
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Page 26 - I remember the players have often mentioned it as an honour to Shakespeare, that in his writing (whatsoever he penned) he never blotted out a line. My answer hath been, "Would he ' had blotted a thousand," which they thought a malevolent speech.
Page 372 - There is given Unto the things of earth, which Time hath bent, A spirit's feeling, and where he hath leant His hand, but broke his scythe, there is a power And magic in the ruin'd battlement, For which the palace of the present hour Must yield its pomp, and wait till ages are its dower.
Page 378 - Vere, You pine among your halls and towers : The languid light of your proud eyes Is wearied of the rolling hours. In glowing health, with boundless wealth, But sickening of a vague disease, You know so ill to deal with time, You needs must play such pranks as these. Clara, Clara Vere de Vere, If time be heavy on your hands, Are there no beggars at your gate, Nor any poor about your lands ? Oh! teach the orphan-boy to read, Or teach the orphan-girl to sew, Pray Heaven for a human heart, And let the...
Page 379 - Ring out the grief that saps the mind, For those that here we see no more; Ring out the feud of rich and poor, Ring in redress to all mankind.
Page 388 - I knew Of no more subtle master under heaven Than is the maiden passion for a maid, Not only to keep down the base in man, But teach high thought, and amiable words And courtliness, and the desire of fame, And love of truth, and all that makes a man.
Page 376 - There methinks would be enjoyment more than in this march of mind, In the steamship, in the railway, in the thoughts that shake mankind. There the passions cramp'd no longer shall have scope and breathing space: I will take some savage woman, she shall rear my dusky race.
Page 388 - I made them lay their hands in mine and swear To reverence the King, as if he were Their conscience, and their conscience as their King To break the heathen and uphold the Christ...
Page 26 - It had been a thing, we confess, worthy to have been wished, that the author himself had lived to have set forth and overseen his own writings ; but since it hath been ordained otherwise, and he by death departed from that right, we pray you do not envy his friends the office of their care and pain to have collected and published them...
Page 369 - Spit, fire! spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters: I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness; I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription: then, let fall Your horrible pleasure; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd old man.
Page 371 - t was a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.