The Drama, Painting, Poetry, and Song: Embracing a Complete History of the Stage; an Exhaustive Treatise on Pictorial Art; a Choice Collection of Favorite Poems, and Popular Songs of All NationsP.F. Collier, 1884 - 718 psl. |
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... the history of the human heart , or soften them by the details of domestic distress , than to elevate them into a sense of devotion or submission , or to astound and 8 spect , differs in principle from that of the 6 THE DRAMA .
... the history of the human heart , or soften them by the details of domestic distress , than to elevate them into a sense of devotion or submission , or to astound and 8 spect , differs in principle from that of the 6 THE DRAMA .
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... heart ; but in general his life seems to have been one of continued prosperity . In 1602 he purchased one hundred and seven acres of land , and most probably engaged in farming specu- lations , with the assistance of his brother Gilbert ...
... heart ; but in general his life seems to have been one of continued prosperity . In 1602 he purchased one hundred and seven acres of land , and most probably engaged in farming specu- lations , with the assistance of his brother Gilbert ...
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... Heart ( beyond all comparison his most powerful work , a graceful historical drama on the subject of Perkin Warbeck ) , and the following romantic or tragi - comic pieces : the Lover's Melancholy , Love's Sacrifice , the Fancies ...
... Heart ( beyond all comparison his most powerful work , a graceful historical drama on the subject of Perkin Warbeck ) , and the following romantic or tragi - comic pieces : the Lover's Melancholy , Love's Sacrifice , the Fancies ...
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... heart , irritated past en- durance by the smooth hypocrisy of social life , and bleeding from a thousand stabs inflicted by a cruel SIR JOHN VANBRUGH afford us and the consistency with which. DRAMATISTS OF THE RESTORATION . 73.
... heart , irritated past en- durance by the smooth hypocrisy of social life , and bleeding from a thousand stabs inflicted by a cruel SIR JOHN VANBRUGH afford us and the consistency with which. DRAMATISTS OF THE RESTORATION . 73.
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... heart ; and therefore , though we shall in vain seek in his dramas for a very high standard of moral- ity , his writings are free from that inhuman tone of blackguard heartlessness which disgraces the comic literature of the time ...
... heart ; and therefore , though we shall in vain seek in his dramas for a very high standard of moral- ity , his writings are free from that inhuman tone of blackguard heartlessness which disgraces the comic literature of the time ...
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