An Essay on the Writings and Genius of Shakespear: Compared with the Greek and French Dramatic Poets. With Some Remarks Upon the Misrepresentations of Mons. de VoltaireH. Hughs, 1772 - 288 من الصفحات |
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... thee undivulged crimes Unwhipt of justice ! Hide thee thou bloody hand , Thou Thou perjur'd , and thou fimular of virtue , That 78 On the HISTORICAL DRAMA .
... thee undivulged crimes Unwhipt of justice ! Hide thee thou bloody hand , Thou Thou perjur'd , and thou fimular of virtue , That 78 On the HISTORICAL DRAMA .
الصفحة 97
... rude society As thou art match'd withal , and grafted to , Accompany the greatness of thy blood , And hold their level with thy princely heart ? G K. HENRY K. HENRY . : 2 Heav'n pardon thee . Yet The First Part of HENRY IV . 97.
... rude society As thou art match'd withal , and grafted to , Accompany the greatness of thy blood , And hold their level with thy princely heart ? G K. HENRY K. HENRY . : 2 Heav'n pardon thee . Yet The First Part of HENRY IV . 97.
الصفحة 98
... thee . Yet let me wonder , Harry , At thy affections , which do hold a wing Quite from the flight of all thy ancestors . Thy place in council thou hast rudely loft , Which by thy younger brother is supply'd ; And art almost an alien to ...
... thee . Yet let me wonder , Harry , At thy affections , which do hold a wing Quite from the flight of all thy ancestors . Thy place in council thou hast rudely loft , Which by thy younger brother is supply'd ; And art almost an alien to ...
الصفحة 100
... thee more : Which now doth , what I would not have it do , Make blind itself with foolish tenderness . Our author is so little under the discipline of Art , that we are apt to ascribe his hap- piest successes , as well as his most unfor ...
... thee more : Which now doth , what I would not have it do , Make blind itself with foolish tenderness . Our author is so little under the discipline of Art , that we are apt to ascribe his hap- piest successes , as well as his most unfor ...
الصفحة 127
... thee much ; within this wall of flesh There is a foul counts thee her creditor , And with advantage means to pay thy love ; And , my good friend , thy voluntary oath Lives in this bosom , dearly cherished . Give me thy hand , I had a ...
... thee much ; within this wall of flesh There is a foul counts thee her creditor , And with advantage means to pay thy love ; And , my good friend , thy voluntary oath Lives in this bosom , dearly cherished . Give me thy hand , I had a ...
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الصفحة 268 - O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us. O, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
الصفحة 194 - I have lived long enough : my way of life Is fall'n into the sear, the yellow leaf ; And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.
الصفحة 258 - tis a common proof, That lowliness is young ambition's ladder, Whereto the climber-upward turns his face; But when he once attains the upmost round, He then unto the ladder turns his back, Looks in the clouds, scorning the base degrees By which he did ascend: so Caesar may; Then, lest he may, prevent.
الصفحة 269 - And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you. I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts : I am no orator, as Brutus is ; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend...
الصفحة 265 - Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill; Did this in Caesar seem ambitious? When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept; Ambition should be made of sterner stuff.
الصفحة 266 - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
الصفحة 181 - Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell; And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, say, I taught thee; Say, Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of...
الصفحة 211 - Are they inform'd of this? My breath and blood!— Fiery? the fiery duke?— Tell the hot duke, that— No, but not yet: — may be, he is not well: Infirmity doth still neglect all office, Whereto our health is bound; we are not ourselves, When nature, being oppress'd, commands the mind To suffer with the body: I'll forbear; And am fallen out with my more headier...
الصفحة 270 - I tell you that which you yourselves do know; Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths, And bid them speak for me: but were I Brutus, And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony Would ruffle up your spirits and put a tongue In every wound of Caesar that should move The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny.
الصفحة 262 - He only, in a general honest thought And common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle, and the elements So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up And say to all the world, 'This was a man!