The philosophy of William Shakespeare delineating in seven hundred and fifty passages, selected from his plays, the multiform phases of the human mindW. White, 1857 - 643 pages |
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... of feelings increased by the greatness of the prize In the reproof of chance lies the true In time we hate that which we often .... 191 192 192 196 fear 192 PAGE Invocation to the powers of darkness 193 JOY of xxviii CONTENTS .
... of feelings increased by the greatness of the prize In the reproof of chance lies the true In time we hate that which we often .... 191 192 192 196 fear 192 PAGE Invocation to the powers of darkness 193 JOY of xxviii CONTENTS .
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... hated be Of Timon , man , and all humanity . TIMON OF ATHENS , A. 3 , s . 6 . A NOBLE NATURE GONE ASTRAY . Ir grieves many : The gentleman is learned , and a most rare speaker , To nature none more bound ; his training such , That he ...
... hated be Of Timon , man , and all humanity . TIMON OF ATHENS , A. 3 , s . 6 . A NOBLE NATURE GONE ASTRAY . Ir grieves many : The gentleman is learned , and a most rare speaker , To nature none more bound ; his training such , That he ...
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... hated wretch , That makes us wretched by the death of thee , Than I can wish to adders , spiders , toads , Or any creeping venom'd thing that lives ! If ever he have child , abortive be it , WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE . 25 Anathema against murder.
... hated wretch , That makes us wretched by the death of thee , Than I can wish to adders , spiders , toads , Or any creeping venom'd thing that lives ! If ever he have child , abortive be it , WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE . 25 Anathema against murder.
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... hate , Even in the spring of love , thy love - springs rot ? Shall love , in building , grow so ruinate ? you did wed my sister for her wealth , If Then , for her wealth's sake , use her with more kindness : Or , if you like elsewhere ...
... hate , Even in the spring of love , thy love - springs rot ? Shall love , in building , grow so ruinate ? you did wed my sister for her wealth , If Then , for her wealth's sake , use her with more kindness : Or , if you like elsewhere ...
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... hate , envy no man's happiness ; glad of other men's good , con- tent with my harm : and the greatest of my pride is , to see my ewes graze , and my lambs suck . AS YOU LIKE IT , A. 3 , 8. 2 . CIVIL WAR A MONSTER THAT BREEDS EVERY CRIME ...
... hate , envy no man's happiness ; glad of other men's good , con- tent with my harm : and the greatest of my pride is , to see my ewes graze , and my lambs suck . AS YOU LIKE IT , A. 3 , 8. 2 . CIVIL WAR A MONSTER THAT BREEDS EVERY CRIME ...
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ANNE ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA arms bear beauty better blood breath brother Cæsar COMEDY OF ERRORS conscience CORIOLANUS crown curse CYMBELINE dead dear death deed devil didst dost thou doth dream ears earth eyes fair false father fear fool fortune foul friends gentle give grace grief HAMLET hand hate hath hear heart heaven Hector hell HENRY HENRY IV HENRY VI honour i'the ISAB king KING LEAR lady live look lord LOVE'S MACBETH MERCHANT OF VENICE MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM mind mother musick nature ne'er never night noble o'er o'the OTHELLO pardon peace pity poor pray prince queen RICHARD RICHARD III shame sleep sorrow soul speak spirit sweet sword tears tell thee thine thing thou art thou hast thought TIMON OF ATHENS tongue TROILUS AND CRESSIDA true twere unto virtue weep wife WINTER'S TALE word youth
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Page 543 - O, there be players that I have seen play, and heard others praise, and that highly, not to speak it profanely, that neither having the 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.
Page 19 - O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I ! Is it not monstrous, that this player here, But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit, That, from her working, all his visage wann'd ; Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting With forms to his conceit ? And all for nothing ! For Hecuba ! What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her...
Page 80 - 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.
Page 505 - Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off : And pity, like a naked new-born babe, Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubim, hors'd Upon the sightless couriers of the air, Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, That tears shall drown the wind.
Page 505 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly. If the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch With his surcease success; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, We'd jump the life to come.
Page 21 - I'll observe his looks; I'll tent him to the quick; if he do blench, I know my course. The spirit, that I have seen, May be a devil: and the devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape; yea, and, perhaps, Out of my weakness, and my melancholy, (As he is very potent with such spirits,) Abuses me to damn me: I'll have grounds More relative than this: The play's the thing, Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king.
Page 416 - Alas ! alas ! Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once ; And he that might the 'vantage best have took, Found out the remedy : how would you be, If he, which is the top of judgment, should But judge you, as you are? O, think on that ; And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Like man new made.
Page 434 - That those whom you call'd fathers did beget you. Be copy now to men of grosser blood, • And teach them how to war. And you, good yeomen, Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture; let us swear That you are worth your breeding, which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base, ) That hath not noble lustre in your eyes. I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, Straining upon the start. The game's afoot! Follow your spirit, and upon this charge Cry,...
Page 317 - With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude ; And, in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king ? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Page 529 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries; but thou hast forc'd me Out of thy honest truth to play the woman. 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 honour, — Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in; A sure and safe one,...