Reclamations of Shakespeare

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A. J. Hoenselaars
Rodopi, 1994 - Drama - 317 pages

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Contents

Introduction
7
Elizabethan Drama and AngloDutch Relations
21
Shakespeare and the Myth of Hercules
57
The Rape of Lucrece and the Story of W
75
Hearsay Soothsay
105
Gender and Genre in Shakespeares Tragicomedies
129
The Poet Laureates National Poet
159
Myth Memory and Music
173
Music as Meaning in The Tempest
187
Another Look at
201
Mapping Shakespeares Europe
223
Every Word in Shakespeare
273
Notes on Contributors
303
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Page 207 - I was with Hercules and Cadmus once, When in a wood of Crete they bay'd the bear With hounds of Sparta: never did I hear Such gallant chiding; for, besides the groves, The skies, the fountains, every region near Seem'd all one mutual cry: I never heard So musical a discord, such sweet thunder.
Page 220 - Not to a rage; patience and sorrow strove Who should express her goodliest. You have seen Sunshine and rain at once ; her smiles and tears Were like a better way. Those happy smilets, That...
Page 74 - His legs bestrid the ocean : his rear'd arm Crested the world : his voice was propertied As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends ; But when he meant to quail and shake the orb, He was as rattling thunder. For his bounty, There...
Page 217 - For, by the sacred radiance of the sun, The mysteries of Hecate, and the night ; By all the operation of the orbs From whom we do exist, and cease to be ; Here I disclaim all my paternal care, Propinquity and property of blood, And, as a stranger to my heart and me, Hold thee, from this, for ever.
Page 216 - Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave My heart into my mouth. I love your Majesty According to my bond; no more nor less. LEAR. How, how, Cordelia ! Mend your speech a little, Lest you may mar your fortunes.
Page 207 - My hounds are bred out of the Spartan kind, So flew"d, so sanded; and their heads are hung With ears that sweep away the morning dew ; Crook-kneed and dew-lapp'd like Thessalian bulls ; Slow in pursuit, but match'd in mouth like bells, Each under each.
Page 103 - If the object becomes allegorical under the gaze of melancholy, if melancholy causes life to flow out of it and it remains behind dead, but eternally secure, then it is exposed to the allegorist, it is unconditionally in his power. That is to say it is now quite incapable of emanating any meaning or significance of its own; such significance as it has, it acquires from the allegorist.
Page 217 - The mysteries of Hecate, and the night ; By all the operation of the orbs From whom we do exist and cease to be ; Here I disclaim all my paternal care, Propinquity and property of blood, And as a stranger to my heart and me Hold thee from this for ever. The barbarous Scythian, Or he that makes his generation messes To gorge his appetite, shall to my bosom Be as well neighbour'd, pitied and relieved, As thou my sometime daughter.
Page 50 - The poet never maketh any circles about your imagination, to conjure you to believe for true what he writes.