An Essay on the Genius of Shakespeare: With Critical Remarks on the Characters of Romeo, Hamlet, Juliet, and Ophelia ; Together with Some Observations on the Writings of Sir Walter Scott. To which is Annexed, A Letter to Lord -----, Containing a Critique on Taste, Judgment, and Rhetorical Expression, and Remarks on the Leading Actors of the Day ...J. Bigg, 1826 - 206 psl. |
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... his name . If he be married My grave is like to be my wedding - bed . Even in the ball - room , she cannot contain her affection for him ( for it is still the heart 18 ESSAY ON SHAKESPEARE . let and Othello) I even, at this hour...
... his name . If he be married My grave is like to be my wedding - bed . Even in the ball - room , she cannot contain her affection for him ( for it is still the heart 18 ESSAY ON SHAKESPEARE . let and Othello) I even, at this hour...
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... affection for him ( for it is still the heart that is speaking ) and she instantly enquires the name of the unknown who kissed her hand , and with it took her heart . He is the ocean to the river of her thoughts . * In the garden scene ...
... affection for him ( for it is still the heart that is speaking ) and she instantly enquires the name of the unknown who kissed her hand , and with it took her heart . He is the ocean to the river of her thoughts . * In the garden scene ...
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... affection in the moment of trial and death . Looking at the character in this — in these lights , she is the most interesting of all the heroines of the " divine bard . " Ophelia and Desdemona are not to be excepted . It strikes me that ...
... affection in the moment of trial and death . Looking at the character in this — in these lights , she is the most interesting of all the heroines of the " divine bard . " Ophelia and Desdemona are not to be excepted . It strikes me that ...
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... affections , strikes on her tender heart , and crushes it . * I here must not omit to turn to the first words which she utters , and I again find nature speaking : Where is the beauteous majesty of Denmark ? The word " beauteous ...
... affections , strikes on her tender heart , and crushes it . * I here must not omit to turn to the first words which she utters , and I again find nature speaking : Where is the beauteous majesty of Denmark ? The word " beauteous ...
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... affection : Do you doubt that ? I here remark , that instead of making a long speech to him , she answers him by interrogatory , at once short and sisterly . Her brother then pro- ceeds to tell her of " Hamlet's favour , " and cautions ...
... affection : Do you doubt that ? I here remark , that instead of making a long speech to him , she answers him by interrogatory , at once short and sisterly . Her brother then pro- ceeds to tell her of " Hamlet's favour , " and cautions ...
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14 psl. - Thou know'st the mask of night is on my face, Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek For that which thou hast heard me speak to-night. Fain would I dwell on form, fain, fain deny What I have spoke: but farewell compliment! Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say 'Ay,' And I will take thy word: yet, if thou swear'st, Thou mayst prove false: at lovers' perjuries, They say, Jove laughs.
60 psl. - The observed of all observers, quite, quite down! And I, of ladies most deject and wretched, That sucked the honey of his music vows, Now see that noble and most sovereign reason, Like sweet bells jangled, out of tune and harsh ; That unmatched form and feature of blown youth Blasted with ecstasy.
140 psl. - ... twere, the mirror up to nature; to show virtue her own feature, scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time his form and pressure. Now this overdone, or come tardy off, though it make the unskilful laugh, cannot but make the judicious grieve; the censure of which one must in your allowance o'erweigh a whole theatre of others.
140 psl. - ... 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.
12 psl. - What's in a name? that which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet; So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd, Retain that dear perfection which he owes Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name, And for that name which is no part of thee Take all myself.
15 psl. - I should have been more strange, I must confess, But that thou overheard'st, ere I was ware, My true love's passion: therefore pardon me, And not impute this yielding to light love, Which the dark night hath so discovered.
15 psl. - My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.
21 psl. - Wilt thou be gone ? it is not yet near day. It was the nightingale, and not the lark, That pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree. Believe me, love, it was the nightingale.
39 psl. - With this regard, their currents turn awry, And lose the name of action. — Soft you, now ! The fair Ophelia : — Nymph, in thy orisons Be all my sins remembered.
15 psl. - O, swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon, That monthly changes in her circled orb, Lest that thy love prove likewise variable.