Essays on Shakespeare's Dramatic Characters: With an Illustration of Shakespeare's Representation of National Characters, in that of FluellenSamuel Bagster, in the Strand., 1812 - 448 стор. |
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... depends no less on the state of our own minds , than on the intrinsic excel- lence of the performance . It is also obvious , that , though the description of a passion or affection may give us pleasure , whether it be described by the ...
... depends no less on the state of our own minds , than on the intrinsic excel- lence of the performance . It is also obvious , that , though the description of a passion or affection may give us pleasure , whether it be described by the ...
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... depends . You love your friend ; he returns unexpect- edly from a long journey ; your joy on his arrival heightens your affection , and you re- ceive him with transport . Non ego sanius Bacchabor Edonis : recepto Dulce mihi furere est ...
... depends . You love your friend ; he returns unexpect- edly from a long journey ; your joy on his arrival heightens your affection , and you re- ceive him with transport . Non ego sanius Bacchabor Edonis : recepto Dulce mihi furere est ...
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... depend entirely upon others ; we are constantly in society ; and , of course , if we are affected by any violent emotions , we are accustomed to utter them . Consequently , E by force of association and habit , when they return OF ...
... depend entirely upon others ; we are constantly in society ; and , of course , if we are affected by any violent emotions , we are accustomed to utter them . Consequently , E by force of association and habit , when they return OF ...
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... The formation of our characters depends con- siderably upon ourselves ; for we may im- prove , or vitiate , every principle we receive from nature . ESSAY II . ON THE CHARACTER OF HAMLET . IN 68 THE CHARACTER , & c .
... The formation of our characters depends con- siderably upon ourselves ; for we may im- prove , or vitiate , every principle we receive from nature . ESSAY II . ON THE CHARACTER OF HAMLET . IN 68 THE CHARACTER , & c .
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... depends on the strength of the exciting pas- sion ; therefore proportioned to the vehe- mence of the passion will be our proneness to be convinced . It is also manifest , that , if any object is naturally difficult to be appre- hended ...
... depends on the strength of the exciting pas- sion ; therefore proportioned to the vehe- mence of the passion will be our proneness to be convinced . It is also manifest , that , if any object is naturally difficult to be appre- hended ...
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Сторінка 46 - This supernatural soliciting Cannot be ill ; cannot be good : — If ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth ? I am thane of Cawdor : If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, • Against the use of nature...
Сторінка 109 - Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me ! You would play upon me ; you would seem to know my stops...
Сторінка 347 - Well believe this, No ceremony that to great ones 'longs, Not the king's crown, nor the deputed sword, The marshal's truncheon, nor the judge's robe, Become them with one half so good a grace, As mercy does.
Сторінка 22 - That it should come to this! But two months dead! Nay, not so much, not two. So excellent a king, that was to this Hyperion to a satyr; so loving to my mother That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth! Must I remember? Why, she would hang on him As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on; and yet, within a month Let me not think on't!
Сторінка 59 - One cried, God bless us ! and, Amen, the other ; As they had seen me, with these hangman's hands, Listening their fear. I could not say, amen, When they did say, God bless us.
Сторінка 22 - gainst self-slaughter ! O God ! O God 1 How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world ! Fie on't ! O fie ! 'Tis an unweeded garden, That grows to seed ; things rank, and gross in nature, Possess it merely.
Сторінка 51 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly : if the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch, With his surcease, success ; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, — We'd jump the life to come.
Сторінка 22 - O that this too too solid flesh would melt, Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew! Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd His canon 'gainst self-slaughter!
Сторінка 111 - Tis now the very witching time of night, When churchyards yawn, and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world : now could I drink hot blood, And do such bitter business as the day Would quake to look on.
Сторінка 23 - Like Niobe, all tears; why she, even she, — O God ! a beast, that wants discourse of reason, Would have mourn'd longer, — married with my uncle, My father's brother, but no more like my father Than I to Hercules: within a month, Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears Had left the flushing in her galled eyes, She married.