Human Life in Shakespeare, Volume 10Lee and Shepard, 1868 - 286 pagina's |
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Pagina 68
... guilt ; I can look on Lear in his folly ; I can watch him in his madness ; I can see him as he signs away his royalty to his daughters ; I can linger over him with pity as he dies in his despair . 68 HUMAN LIFE IN SHAKESPEARE .
... guilt ; I can look on Lear in his folly ; I can watch him in his madness ; I can see him as he signs away his royalty to his daughters ; I can linger over him with pity as he dies in his despair . 68 HUMAN LIFE IN SHAKESPEARE .
Pagina 69
Henry Giles. him with pity as he dies in his despair . I am thus introduced into a world of the grandest per- sonalities and energies . With the amplest ad- vantages of opportunity of birth , rank , station , power , a man might not in ...
Henry Giles. him with pity as he dies in his despair . I am thus introduced into a world of the grandest per- sonalities and energies . With the amplest ad- vantages of opportunity of birth , rank , station , power , a man might not in ...
Pagina 71
... our- selves merry with his presence , yet with no scorn of weakness , with no want of reverential pity for blameless infirmity . Dr. Caius , with his drivel and his broken French , would , in actual society HUMAN LIFE IN SHAKESPEARE . 71.
... our- selves merry with his presence , yet with no scorn of weakness , with no want of reverential pity for blameless infirmity . Dr. Caius , with his drivel and his broken French , would , in actual society HUMAN LIFE IN SHAKESPEARE . 71.
Pagina 83
... pity without anguish ; and when we praise or blame , we are not under the influ- ences of personality or prejudice . Coriolanus does not mortify us by his haughtiness , nor offend us by his mockeries . Party spirit is not roused in us ...
... pity without anguish ; and when we praise or blame , we are not under the influ- ences of personality or prejudice . Coriolanus does not mortify us by his haughtiness , nor offend us by his mockeries . Party spirit is not roused in us ...
Pagina 91
... pity : pity is not only akin to love , but , when excited by aught that be- longs to common and universal fate , it is akin to reverence . We cannot hate the enemy whom we see humbled in sorrow or agonized in pain ; the very foe whom we ...
... pity : pity is not only akin to love , but , when excited by aught that be- longs to common and universal fate , it is akin to reverence . We cannot hate the enemy whom we see humbled in sorrow or agonized in pain ; the very foe whom we ...
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Populaire passages
Pagina 277 - I have neither the scholar's melancholy, which is emulation ; nor the musician's which is fantastical ; nor the courtier's, which is proud ; nor the soldier's, which is ambitious ; nor the lawyer's, which is politic ; nor the lady's, which is nice ; nor the lover's, which is all these...
Pagina 126 - I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is?
Pagina 51 - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, — often the surfeit of our own behaviour, — we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars...
Pagina 54 - Yet nature is made better by no mean, But nature makes that mean: so, o'er that art, Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race: this is an art Which does mend nature, — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
Pagina 112 - ... accent of Christians nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted and bellowed that I have thought some of nature's journeymen had made men and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
Pagina 126 - Hath not a Jew eyes? Hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? Fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer as a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you poison us, do we not die? And if you wrong us, shall we not revenge?
Pagina 47 - Tu-whit, tu-who ! a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When...
Pagina 53 - When lofty trees I see barren of leaves Which erst from heat did canopy the herd, And summer's green all girded up in sheaves Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard, Then of thy beauty do I question make...
Pagina 49 - By this, poor Wat, far off upon a hill, Stands on his hinder legs with listening ear, To hearken if his foes pursue him still; Anon their loud alarums he doth hear ; And now his grief may be compared well To one sore sick that hears the passing bell.
Pagina 32 - In these two princely boys! They are as gentle As zephyrs, blowing below the violet, Not wagging his sweet head: and yet as rough, Their royal blood enchafd, as the rud'st wind, That by the top doth take the mountain pine, And make him stoop to the vale.