The Life and Beauties of Shakespeare: Comprising Careful Selections from Each Play, with a General Index, Digesting Them Under Proper HeadsPhillips, Sampson, 1853 - 345 sivua |
Kirjan sisältä
Tulokset 1 - 5 kokonaismäärästä 37
Sivu vi
... sounds of the words convey , but on attentive examination its dignity lessens and declines , he may conclude , that whatever pierces no deeper than the ears , can never be the true sublime That , on the contrary , is grand and lofty ...
... sounds of the words convey , but on attentive examination its dignity lessens and declines , he may conclude , that whatever pierces no deeper than the ears , can never be the true sublime That , on the contrary , is grand and lofty ...
Sivu xvii
... sound a retreat , while the means of retreat were practicable ; and they had scarce marched half a mile , before they were all forced to lay down more than their arms , and encamp in a very disorderly and unmilitary form , under no ...
... sound a retreat , while the means of retreat were practicable ; and they had scarce marched half a mile , before they were all forced to lay down more than their arms , and encamp in a very disorderly and unmilitary form , under no ...
Sivu 19
... sound : Last scene of all , That ends this strange eventful history , Is second childishness , and mere oblivion ; Sans teeth , sans eyes , sans taste , sans every thing . INGRATITUDE . A SONG . Blow , blow , thou winter wind , Thou art ...
... sound : Last scene of all , That ends this strange eventful history , Is second childishness , and mere oblivion ; Sans teeth , sans eyes , sans taste , sans every thing . INGRATITUDE . A SONG . Blow , blow , thou winter wind , Thou art ...
Sivu 28
... sound , When the suspicious head of theft is stopp'd ; Love's feeling is more soft , and sensible , Than are the tender horns of cockled snails ; Love's tongue proves dainty Bacchus gross in taste . For valour , is not love a Hercules ...
... sound , When the suspicious head of theft is stopp'd ; Love's feeling is more soft , and sensible , Than are the tender horns of cockled snails ; Love's tongue proves dainty Bacchus gross in taste . For valour , is not love a Hercules ...
Sivu 39
... SOUND SLEEP . As fast lock'd up in sleep , as guiltless labour When it lies starklyf in the traveller's bones . ACT V. CHARACTER OF AN ARCH HYPOCRITE . O prince , I conjure thee , as thou believ'st There is another comfort than this ...
... SOUND SLEEP . As fast lock'd up in sleep , as guiltless labour When it lies starklyf in the traveller's bones . ACT V. CHARACTER OF AN ARCH HYPOCRITE . O prince , I conjure thee , as thou believ'st There is another comfort than this ...
Muita painoksia - Näytä kaikki
Yleiset termit ja lausekkeet
Ajax Antony art thou bear beauty Ben Jonson blood bosom breath Brutus Cassius Cesar cheek CORIOLANUS crown Cymbeline dead dear death deed Desdemona doth dream ears earth eyes fair father fear fire fool friends gentle Ghost give gods grief hand hath head hear heart heaven honour hour Iago Jonson king KING HENRY VI kiss Lady Lear lips live look lord lov'd Lowsie Macb Macbeth Macd maid moon murder nature ne'er never night noble o'er passion Patroclus pity play poet poor prince queen Rape of Lucrece revenge Romeo Shakspeare Shakspeare's shame sleep smile soul speak spirit Stratford sweet tears tell theatre thee thine thing Thomas Lucy thou art thou hast thought Titus Andronicus tongue true Venus and Adonis vex'd virtue weep wife wind words youth
Suositut otteet
Sivu 19 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon...
Sivu 172 - Burn'd on the water ; the poop was beaten gold, Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them, the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes.
Sivu 238 - Julius bleed for justice' sake ? What villain touch'd his body, that did stab, And not for justice ? What, shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world But for supporting robbers, shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes, And sell the mighty space of our large honours For so much trash as may be grasped thus? I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon, Than such a Roman.
Sivu 132 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their ( emperor...
Sivu 50 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines...
Sivu 278 - O now, for ever, Farewell the tranquil mind ! Farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, That make ambition virtue ! O, farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner ; and all quality. Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war ! And O, you mortal engines, whose rude throats The immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit, Farewell ! Othello's occupation's gone ! lago.
Sivu 90 - 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.
Sivu 108 - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast? Or wallow naked in December snow By thinking on fantastic summer's heat?
Sivu 255 - I'll kneel down And ask of thee forgiveness: so we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news; and we'll talk with them too, — Who loses and who wins; who's in, who's out; — And take...
Sivu 204 - gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, The bird of dawning singeth all night long : And then, they say, no spirit dares stir abroad; The nights are wholesome ; then no planets strike, No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm, So hallow'd and so gracious is the time.