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... eye on passages in it ( see notes to Act III . scene iv . lines 53 , 54 , and to Act IV . scene i . lines 63 , 64 ) . As to the other limit , we know that King Lear was written before Saint Stephen's Day ( 26th December ) 1606 ; from ...
... eye on passages in it ( see notes to Act III . scene iv . lines 53 , 54 , and to Act IV . scene i . lines 63 , 64 ) . As to the other limit , we know that King Lear was written before Saint Stephen's Day ( 26th December ) 1606 ; from ...
Page xxxv
... eyes , we must not forget what a gulf there is between it and Shakespeare's marvellous presenta- tion . Nowhere , I think , has he or any other hand given to the world a work more deeply and truly pathetic . With that key so peculiarly ...
... eyes , we must not forget what a gulf there is between it and Shakespeare's marvellous presenta- tion . Nowhere , I think , has he or any other hand given to the world a work more deeply and truly pathetic . With that key so peculiarly ...
Page lii
... eyes , and it is through this action that Regan's husband , the savage Cornwall , comes by his deserved doom . All sane1 critics are agreed that by interweaving this story with the simple " Leir " story , Shakespeare has , with a stroke ...
... eyes , and it is through this action that Regan's husband , the savage Cornwall , comes by his deserved doom . All sane1 critics are agreed that by interweaving this story with the simple " Leir " story , Shakespeare has , with a stroke ...
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... eyes to grieve our heart , " is brimful of strange and wildly eloquent speeches , which , by reason of astonishing vigour and reach , both touch our hearts and appeal strongly to our imagina- tions ; while as the wits of the poor and ...
... eyes to grieve our heart , " is brimful of strange and wildly eloquent speeches , which , by reason of astonishing vigour and reach , both touch our hearts and appeal strongly to our imagina- tions ; while as the wits of the poor and ...
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... eye - sight , space and liberty ; Beyond what can be valued rich or rare ; 55 No less than life , with grace , health , beauty , honour ; As much as child e'er lov'd , or father found ; A love that makes breath poor and speech unable ...
... eye - sight , space and liberty ; Beyond what can be valued rich or rare ; 55 No less than life , with grace , health , beauty , honour ; As much as child e'er lov'd , or father found ; A love that makes breath poor and speech unable ...
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Page 61 - Hear, Nature, hear ! dear goddess, hear ! Suspend thy purpose, if thou didst intend To make this creature fruitful ! Into her womb convey sterility ! Dry up in her the organs of increase, And from her derogate body never spring A babe to honour her...
Page 36 - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, — often the surfeit of our own behaviour, — we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars...
Page 226 - I'll kneel down, And ask of thee forgiveness; so we'll live, // And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news; and we'll talk with them too, Who loses and who wins; who's in, who's out; And take...
Page 216 - And, to deal plainly, I fear I am not in my perfect mind. Methinks I should know you and know this man; Yet I am doubtful; for I am mainly ignorant What place this is, and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments, nor I know not Where I did lodge last night. Do not laugh at me; For, as I am a man, I think this lady To be my child Cordelia.
Page 125 - O nuncle, court holy-water in a dry house is better than this rain-water out o' door. Good nuncle, in, and ask thy daughters' blessing; here's a night pities neither wise man nor fool. Lear. Rumble thy bellyful! Spit, fire! spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters: I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness; I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription: then, let fall Your horrible pleasure; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd...
Page 132 - Thou'dst meet the bear i' the mouth. When the mind's free The body's delicate; the tempest in my mind Doth from my senses take all feeling else Save what beats there.
Page 238 - The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices Make instruments to plague us: The dark and vicious place where thee he got Cost him his eyes.
Page 27 - Thou, nature, art my goddess ; to thy law My services are bound : Wherefore should I Stand in the plague of custom ; and permit The curiosity of nations to deprive me, For that I am some twelve or fourteen moon-shines Lag of a brother? Why bastard?
Page 225 - We two alone will sing like birds i' the cage; When thou dost ask me blessing, I'll kneel down, And ask of thee forgiveness. So we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news; and we'll talk with...
Page 9 - And prize me at her worth. In my true heart I find she names my very deed of love ; Only she comes too short, — that I profess Myself an enemy to all other joys Which the most precious square of sense possesses ; And find I am alone felicitate In your dear highness