Human Life in Shakespeare, Том 10Lee and Shepard, 1868 - 286 страница |
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... affections , and concerns , a sense of kindred fails us ; outside this selfish and straitened circle hu- man beings begin to be aliens to us ; as such they begin to be unintelligible or uninteresting , disagreeable or hateful ; and ...
... affections , and concerns , a sense of kindred fails us ; outside this selfish and straitened circle hu- man beings begin to be aliens to us ; as such they begin to be unintelligible or uninteresting , disagreeable or hateful ; and ...
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... affections ; it is individual , sympathetic , and domestic : so , too , it deals much with the outward ; it delights in grace of forms , in gorgeousness of hues , in whatever impresses or whatever dazzles . So it comes that poetry , by ...
... affections ; it is individual , sympathetic , and domestic : so , too , it deals much with the outward ; it delights in grace of forms , in gorgeousness of hues , in whatever impresses or whatever dazzles . So it comes that poetry , by ...
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... affections . Proud and ambitious prelates Shakespeare did hold up to rebuke and indignation ; history had so held them up already ; but in righteous severity Shakespeare did not forget human pity ; in his ethical judgment he takes ...
... affections . Proud and ambitious prelates Shakespeare did hold up to rebuke and indignation ; history had so held them up already ; but in righteous severity Shakespeare did not forget human pity ; in his ethical judgment he takes ...
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... affection ; with no sense of honor , with no regard for any tie that binds him to society , or his kind , can such a character , we ask ourselves , be really human ? Is even the idea of such a character human ? I will not try to ...
... affection ; with no sense of honor , with no regard for any tie that binds him to society , or his kind , can such a character , we ask ourselves , be really human ? Is even the idea of such a character human ? I will not try to ...
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... affections is the saddest spectacle which earth can hold . When we look at Othello in the midst of his household - wreck , Marius in the ruins of Carthage is but the trifle of a school- boy's rhetoric . 8. The sense of loss , the sense ...
... affections is the saddest spectacle which earth can hold . When we look at Othello in the midst of his household - wreck , Marius in the ruins of Carthage is but the trifle of a school- boy's rhetoric . 8. The sense of loss , the sense ...
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Страница 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...
Страница 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?
Страница 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...
Страница 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.
Страница 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.
Страница 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?
Страница 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...
Страница 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...
Страница 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.
Страница 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.