The Mirror of Taste, and Dramatic Censor, Том 31811 A drama is appended to each number of v. 1-2 |
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... father , he disobeys and torments him ; he ab- hors his brother for no other reason but because , being good and ... father's house . Thus cast forth upon a world , of whose ways he is ignorant , he is delighted , astonished and ...
... father , he disobeys and torments him ; he ab- hors his brother for no other reason but because , being good and ... father's house . Thus cast forth upon a world , of whose ways he is ignorant , he is delighted , astonished and ...
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... father and brother for endeavouring to depress his genius , for undervaluing his great merits , and for considering him as no better than a clown , who was born to linger out his life in obscu- rity . Here the poet brings him to the ...
... father and brother for endeavouring to depress his genius , for undervaluing his great merits , and for considering him as no better than a clown , who was born to linger out his life in obscu- rity . Here the poet brings him to the ...
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... father , and he does so . The father receives him with tender- ness : the fatted calf is killed , and the play has precisely the same denouement as the parable . Under the name of a mystery , then , here is a regular drama , replete ...
... father , and he does so . The father receives him with tender- ness : the fatted calf is killed , and the play has precisely the same denouement as the parable . Under the name of a mystery , then , here is a regular drama , replete ...
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... Father it is time for God to send us the Holy Ghost from heaven . Saint Peter with emotion replies : Thy words expand my heart , and an equal zeal inflames my soul . Let us go , and tell her to recommend us to the Son , that he may ...
... Father it is time for God to send us the Holy Ghost from heaven . Saint Peter with emotion replies : Thy words expand my heart , and an equal zeal inflames my soul . Let us go , and tell her to recommend us to the Son , that he may ...
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... father was a subaltern officer in the British and whether Irish or English by birth , was quarter- army , ed in the barracks in Dublin , in the year 1756 , at which time and place , the hero of these memoirs was born . Indeed , his ...
... father was a subaltern officer in the British and whether Irish or English by birth , was quarter- army , ed in the barracks in Dublin , in the year 1756 , at which time and place , the hero of these memoirs was born . Indeed , his ...
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Сторінка 258 - And spit upon my Jewish gaberdine, And all for use of that which is mine own. Well then, it now appears you need my help: Go to, then; you come to me, and you say, "Shylock, we would have moneys...
Сторінка 258 - Signior Antonio, many a time and oft In the Rialto you have rated me About my moneys and my usances : Still have I borne it with a patient shrug ; For sufferance is the badge of all our tribe. You call me misbeliever, cut-throat dog, And spit upon my Jewish gaberdine, And all for use of that which is mine own.
Сторінка 391 - Let it be so ; thy truth then be thy dower : For, by the sacred radiance of the sun, The mysteries of Hecate, and the night ; By all the operation of the orbs From whom we do exist and cease to be...
Сторінка 258 - I hate him for he is a Christian, But more for that in low simplicity He lends out money gratis and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice.
Сторінка 39 - Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty: For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly: let me go with you; I'll do the service of a younger man In all your business and necessities.
Сторінка 316 - So may the outward shows be least themselves : The world is still deceived with ornament. In law, what plea so tainted and corrupt, But, being seasoned with a gracious voice, Obscures the show of evil?
Сторінка 321 - He hath disgraced me and hindered me of half a million ; laughed at my losses, mocked at my gains, scorned my nation, thwarted my bargains, cooled my friends, heated mine enemies! and what's his reason? I am a Jew ! Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions?
Сторінка 390 - Lear. To thee and thine hereditary ever Remain this ample third of our fair kingdom ; No less in space, validity, and pleasure Than that conferr'd on Goneril.
Сторінка 385 - All the images of nature were still present to him, and he drew them not laboriously, but luckily: when he describes any thing, you more than see it, you feel it too. Those who accuse him to have wanted learning, give him the greater commendation : he was naturally learned; he needed not the spectacles of books to read nature; he looked inwards, and found her there.
Сторінка 258 - But more, for that, in low simplicity, He lends out money gratis, and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice. If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him. He hates our sacred nation; and he rails, Even there where merchants most do congregate, On me, my bargains, and my well-won thrift, Which he calls interest. Cursed be my tribe If I forgive him!