Lectures on the Dramatic Literature of the Age of Elizabeth: Delivered at the Surrey InstitutionJ. Warren, 1821 - 356 pagina's |
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Pagina 14
... passion , imagination , thought and language , thrown , heaped , massed together without careful polishing or exact method , but poured out in unconcerned profusion from the lap of nature and genius in boundless and unrivalled ...
... passion , imagination , thought and language , thrown , heaped , massed together without careful polishing or exact method , but poured out in unconcerned profusion from the lap of nature and genius in boundless and unrivalled ...
Pagina 23
... passions of grief , remorse , love , sympathy , the sense of shame , in the fond desires , the longings after immortality , in the heaven of hope , and the abyss of despair it lays open to us * . The literature of this age then , I ...
... passions of grief , remorse , love , sympathy , the sense of shame , in the fond desires , the longings after immortality , in the heaven of hope , and the abyss of despair it lays open to us * . The literature of this age then , I ...
Pagina 29
... passions of terror or pity might be gathered from common and actual observation - might be discerned in the workings of the face , the expres- sions of the tongue , the writhings of a troubled conscience . " Your face , my Thane , is as ...
... passions of terror or pity might be gathered from common and actual observation - might be discerned in the workings of the face , the expres- sions of the tongue , the writhings of a troubled conscience . " Your face , my Thane , is as ...
Pagina 30
... passions and of lawless power were less regulated , and produced more strange and desperate catastrophes . The tales of Boc- cacio are founded on the great pestilence of Florence , Fletcher the poet died of the plague , and Marlow was ...
... passions and of lawless power were less regulated , and produced more strange and desperate catastrophes . The tales of Boc- cacio are founded on the great pestilence of Florence , Fletcher the poet died of the plague , and Marlow was ...
Pagina 34
... passions as we , only less disguised , and less sub- ject to controul . Deckar has given an admirable description of a mad - house in one of his plays . But it might be perhaps objected , that it was only a literal account taken from ...
... passions as we , only less disguised , and less sub- ject to controul . Deckar has given an admirable description of a mad - house in one of his plays . But it might be perhaps objected , that it was only a literal account taken from ...
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Pagina 301 - But man is a noble animal, splendid in ashes, and pompous in the grave, solemnizing nativities and deaths with equal lustre, nor omitting ceremonies of bravery in the infamy of his nature.
Pagina 255 - To his Coy Mistress Had we but world enough and time, This coyness, lady, were no crime. We would sit down and think which way To walk and pass our long love's day. Thou by the Indian Ganges' side Shouldst rubies find; I by the tide Of Huraber would complain.
Pagina 252 - Ask me no more whither do stray The golden atoms of the day; For in pure love heaven did prepare Those powders to enrich your hair. Ask me no more whither doth haste The nightingale when May is past; For in your sweet dividing throat She winters and keeps warm her note. Ask me no more...
Pagina 29 - Your face, my thane, is as a book, where men May read strange matters : — To beguile the time, Look like the time; bear welcome in your eye, Your hand, your tongue: look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under it.
Pagina 298 - There is no antidote against the opium of time, which temporally considereth all things: our fathers find their graves in our short memories, and sadly tell us how we may be buried in our survivors.
Pagina 187 - 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.
Pagina 60 - Shadowing more beauty in their airy brows Than have the white breasts of the queen of love...
Pagina 61 - Was this the face that launched a thousand ships, And burnt the topless towers of Ilium? — Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss. — Her lips suck forth my soul : see, where it flies ! — Come, Helen, come, give me my soul again. Here will I dwell, for heaven is in these lips, And all is dross that is not Helena.
Pagina 225 - A tongue chain'd up without a sound ! Fountain heads, and pathless groves, Places which pale passion loves ! Moonlight walks, when all the fowls Are warmly housed, save bats and owls ! A midnight bell, a parting groan ! These are the sounds we feed upon ; Then stretch our bones in a still gloomy valley, Nothing's so dainty sweet as lovely melancholy.
Pagina 59 - 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.