Our Fellow Shakespeare: How Everyman May Enjoy His WorksA. C. McClurg & Company, 1916 - 301 страници |
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... written one , and so a man need scarcely apologize for following the fashion and adding another to the accumulation . Especially in this year of the tercentenary of his death , it would seem almost an affectation not to join in the ...
... written one , and so a man need scarcely apologize for following the fashion and adding another to the accumulation . Especially in this year of the tercentenary of his death , it would seem almost an affectation not to join in the ...
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... written by a grocer's boy in the pit , who saw it on the night of its first public production . Indeed , for such an interpretation it would be worth while to sacrifice a vast quantity of the dry - as - dust com- mentary of pedantic ...
... written by a grocer's boy in the pit , who saw it on the night of its first public production . Indeed , for such an interpretation it would be worth while to sacrifice a vast quantity of the dry - as - dust com- mentary of pedantic ...
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... written . If this end is reached directly , it may be the worse for us commentators , but it is the better for Shakespeare , and for the spirit that learns to live by him . Exigencies of space have constrained me to limit this book to a ...
... written . If this end is reached directly , it may be the worse for us commentators , but it is the better for Shakespeare , and for the spirit that learns to live by him . Exigencies of space have constrained me to limit this book to a ...
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... writing was looked upon with scorn , and the drama- tists very seldom published their plays.2 1 Voltaire's fury at the refusal of " Christian burial " to Adrienne le Couvreur , who was interred in a cattle - field , will never be ...
... writing was looked upon with scorn , and the drama- tists very seldom published their plays.2 1 Voltaire's fury at the refusal of " Christian burial " to Adrienne le Couvreur , who was interred in a cattle - field , will never be ...
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... written , it was sold outright to one of the regular companies of players , and the author in selling it parted with all future power over it . The purchasing company could cobble it to any extent they chose , could cut out scenes and ...
... written , it was sold outright to one of the regular companies of players , and the author in selling it parted with all future power over it . The purchasing company could cobble it to any extent they chose , could cut out scenes and ...
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Страница 235 - 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 ~\\ hich does mend nature, — change it rather ; but The art itself is nature.
Страница 197 - 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: as if we were villains by necessity; fools by heavenly compulsion; knaves, thieves, and treachers, by spherical predominance; drunkards, liars, and adulterers, by an enforced obedience of planetary influence; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on: an admirable evasion of whoremaster man, to...
Страница 265 - gainst my fury • Do I take part : the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance : they being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further : Go, release them, Ariel ; My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore, • And they shall be themselves.
Страница 204 - Through tatter'd clothes small vices do appear ; Robes, and furr'd gowns, hide all. Plate sin with gold, And the strong lance of justice hurtless breaks : Arm it in rags, a pigmy's straw doth pierce it.
Страница 162 - 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...
Страница 203 - Lear. What, art mad ? A man may see how this world goes with no eyes. Look with thine ears : see how yond justice rails upon yond simple thief. Hark, in thine ear: change places; and, handy-dandy, which is the justice, which is the thief?
Страница 246 - twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war : to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt : the strong-bas'd promontory Have I made shake ; and by the spurs pluck'd up , The pine and cedar : graves, at my command, Have wak'd their sleepers ; op'd, and let them forth By my so potent art...
Страница 200 - Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks! rage! blow! You cataracts and hurricanoes, spout Till you have drench'd our steeples, drown'd the cocks! You sulphurous and thought-executing fires, Vaunt-couriers to oak-cleaving thunderbolts, Singe my white head! And thou all-shaking thunder, Strike flat the thick rotundity o
Страница 204 - And, to deal plainly, I fear I am not in my perfect mind. Methinks I should know you, and know this man ; Yet I am doubtful, for I am mainly ignorant What place this is: and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments ; nor I know not Where I did lodge last night.—Do not laugh at me, For, as I am a man, I think this lady To be my child Cordelia.
Страница 200 - Rumble thy bellyful ! Spit, fire! spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters: I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness; I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription...