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... things , made no impression on him : he seized only on the permanent and tangible . He had no idea of natural objects but “ such as he could measure with a two - foot rule , or tell upon ten fingers : " he judged of human nature in the ...
... things , made no impression on him : he seized only on the permanent and tangible . He had no idea of natural objects but “ such as he could measure with a two - foot rule , or tell upon ten fingers : " he judged of human nature in the ...
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... things themselves , seen through the fine medium of passion : strip them of that connexion , and try them by ordinary conceptions and ordinary rules , and they are as grotesque and barbarous as you please . By thus lowering Shakspeare's ...
... things themselves , seen through the fine medium of passion : strip them of that connexion , and try them by ordinary conceptions and ordinary rules , and they are as grotesque and barbarous as you please . By thus lowering Shakspeare's ...
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... things upon the mind . What he represents is brought home to the bosom as a part of our experience , implanted in the memory as if we had known the places , persons , and things of which he treats . MAC- BETH is like a record of a ...
... things upon the mind . What he represents is brought home to the bosom as a part of our experience , implanted in the memory as if we had known the places , persons , and things of which he treats . MAC- BETH is like a record of a ...
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... things at all the Volsces ' hands . ' So he feasted him for that time , " and entertained him in the honorablest ... thing which plungeth us into most deep perplexity . For we can- not , alas , together pray , both for victory to our ...
... things at all the Volsces ' hands . ' So he feasted him for that time , " and entertained him in the honorablest ... thing which plungeth us into most deep perplexity . For we can- not , alas , together pray , both for victory to our ...
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... things in its way . Troilus himself is no character : he is merely a common lover ; but Cressida and her uncle Pandarus are hit off with proverbial truth . By the speeches given to the leaders of the Grecian host , Nestor , Ulysses ...
... things in its way . Troilus himself is no character : he is merely a common lover ; but Cressida and her uncle Pandarus are hit off with proverbial truth . By the speeches given to the leaders of the Grecian host , Nestor , Ulysses ...
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Página 83 - Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes, and groves ; And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune, and do fly him, When he comes back ; you demi-puppets that By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites ; and you, whose pastime Is to make midnight mushrooms...
Página 13 - The effect and it! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry 'Hold, hold!
Página 97 - Romeo: and when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun.
Página 145 - Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp, Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be fear'd and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable, and humour'd thus Comes at the last and with a little pin Bores through his castle wall, and farewell king...
Página 35 - DUKE'S PALACE. [Enter DUKE, CURIO, LORDS; MUSICIANS attending.] DUKE. If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken and so die.— That strain again;— it had a dying fall; O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.— Enough; no more; 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
Página 127 - Harry, I do not only marvel where thou spendest thy time, but also how thou art accompanied : for though the camomile, the more it is trodden on, the faster it grows, yet youth, the more it is wasted, the sooner it wears.
Página 63 - Her feet beneath her petticoat Like little mice stole in and out, As if they feared the light: But, oh ! she dances such a way— No sun upon an Easter day Is half so fine a sight.
Página 109 - Hear, Nature, hear ! dear goddess, hear ! Suspend thy purpose, if thou didst intend To make this creature fruitful ! Into her womb convey sterility ! Dry up in her the organs of increase, And from her derogate body never spring A babe to honour her ! If she must teem...
Página 15 - A heavy summons lies like lead upon me, And yet I would not sleep. Merciful powers, Restrain in me the cursed thoughts that nature Gives way to in repose!
Página 81 - And mine shall. Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions, and shall not myself, One of their kind, that relish all as sharply Passion* as they, be kindlier mov'd than thou art?