The Drama: Or, Theatrical Pocket Magazine, Том 1T. and J. Elvey., 1821 Wholly dedicated to the stage, and containing original dramatic biography, essays, criticisms, poetry, reviews ... with occasional notices of the country theatres, the whole forming a complete critical and biographical illustration of the British stage. |
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... heart . I have lived weeks upon Mrs. Siddon's shriek in Isabella , and John Kemble's " O ! " in Cardinal Wolsey ; " O !!! Cromwell , " was a treat to me beyond expression . The last time I saw him he was at least three minutes and a ...
... heart . I have lived weeks upon Mrs. Siddon's shriek in Isabella , and John Kemble's " O ! " in Cardinal Wolsey ; " O !!! Cromwell , " was a treat to me beyond expression . The last time I saw him he was at least three minutes and a ...
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... heart in a few months afterwards . The younger brother , Charles Brandon , the unintentional author of all this misery , quitted England in despair , with a fixed determination of never returning . Being abroad for several years , his ...
... heart in a few months afterwards . The younger brother , Charles Brandon , the unintentional author of all this misery , quitted England in despair , with a fixed determination of never returning . Being abroad for several years , his ...
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... heart , which no fair sun May ever chase away ! .. We were to meet To take a long farewell . It cannot be That he has cheated me of that dear grief- It cannot be that he has fled from me For ever ! -aye - it may be so ) and not Taken ...
... heart , which no fair sun May ever chase away ! .. We were to meet To take a long farewell . It cannot be That he has cheated me of that dear grief- It cannot be that he has fled from me For ever ! -aye - it may be so ) and not Taken ...
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... hearts like mine Is lava - like and boils eternally , A deep , intense , and unextinguished flame ! I knew you were to meet ... heart . I used expressions which I now call back , And ask kind heaven's blessing on thy head : - Where is he ...
... hearts like mine Is lava - like and boils eternally , A deep , intense , and unextinguished flame ! I knew you were to meet ... heart . I used expressions which I now call back , And ask kind heaven's blessing on thy head : - Where is he ...
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... heart for only him , My dear , my murdered lord ! O worthy Marco , If thou dost love me , and would'st have me give One tender thought to thee , thou wilt begone ! If thou would'st have me hate thee , thou wilt stay . O ! cruel ! cold ...
... heart for only him , My dear , my murdered lord ! O worthy Marco , If thou dost love me , and would'st have me give One tender thought to thee , thou wilt begone ! If thou would'st have me hate thee , thou wilt stay . O ! cruel ! cold ...
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Сторінка 171 - And all amid them stood the tree of life, High eminent, blooming ambrosial fruit Of vegetable gold; and next to life Our death the tree of knowledge grew fast by, Knowledge of good bought dear by knowing ill.
Сторінка 24 - Caesar carelessly but nod on him. He had a fever when he was in Spain, And when the fit was on him, I did mark How he did shake : — 'tis true, this god did shake.
Сторінка 237 - I have heard That guilty creatures sitting at a play Have by the very cunning of the scene Been struck so to the soul that presently They have proclaimed their malefactions ; For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak With most miraculous organ.
Сторінка 390 - Shakespeare was inspiration indeed ; he is not so much an imitator as an instrument of Nature ; and it is not so just to say that he speaks from her as that she speaks through him.
Сторінка 385 - WHEN Learning's triumph o'er her barbarous foes First rear'd the stage, immortal Shakspeare rose; Each change of many-colour'd life he drew, Exhausted worlds, and then imagined new : Existence saw him spurn her bounded reign, And panting Time toil'd after him in vain.
Сторінка 81 - See, what a grace was seated on this brow; Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself; An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury, New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill; A combination, and a form, indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal, To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.
Сторінка 110 - Not what we ail'd, yet something we did ail ; And yet were well, and yet we were not well, And what was our disease we could not tell. Then would we kiss, then sigh, then look. And thus In that first garden of our simpleness We spent our childhood : but when years began To reap the fruit of knowledge, ah, how then Would she with graver looks, with sweet stern brow, Check my presumption and my forwardness ; Yet still would give me flowers, still would me show What she would have me, yet not have me...
Сторінка 117 - I speak to Time and to Eternity, Of which I grow a portion, not to man. Ye elements ! in which to be resolved I hasten, let my voice be as a spirit Upon you ! Ye blue waves ! which bore my banner, Ye winds ! which...
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Сторінка 182 - The house is shown by a garrulous old lady in a frosty red face, lighted up by a cold blue anxious eye, and garnished with artificial locks of flaxen hair, curling from under an exceedingly dirty cap.