Characters of Shakespear's PlaysC.H. Reynell, 1817 - 352 pages |
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... Yorkshire Tragedy . " The three last pieces are not only unques- tionably Shakespear's , but in my opinion they deserve to be classed among his best and ma- turest works . - Steevens admits at last , in some degree , that they are ...
... Yorkshire Tragedy . " The three last pieces are not only unques- tionably Shakespear's , but in my opinion they deserve to be classed among his best and ma- turest works . - Steevens admits at last , in some degree , that they are ...
Page 341
... Yorkshire Tragedy is a tragedy in one act , a dramatised tale of murder : the tragical effect is overpowering , and it is ex- tremely important to see how poetically Shake- spear could handle such a subject . " There have been still ...
... Yorkshire Tragedy is a tragedy in one act , a dramatised tale of murder : the tragical effect is overpowering , and it is ex- tremely important to see how poetically Shake- spear could handle such a subject . " There have been still ...
Page 343
... Yorkshire Tragedy , which Schlegel speaks of as an undoubted production of our author's , is much more in the manner of Heywood than of Shakespear . The effect is indeed overpowering , but the mode of producing it is by no means ...
... Yorkshire Tragedy , which Schlegel speaks of as an undoubted production of our author's , is much more in the manner of Heywood than of Shakespear . The effect is indeed overpowering , but the mode of producing it is by no means ...
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admirable affections answer Antony Apemantus banished Banquo beauty Ben Jonson blood Bolingbroke breath Brutus Cæsar Caliban Cassius character Claudio comedy comic Cordelia Coriolanus CYMBELINE daughter death Desdemona doth eyes Falstaff fancy father fear feeling fool fortune friends genius give Gonerill grace grave Hamlet hath hear heart heaven Henry honour Hubert human Iago imagination Juliet Julius Cæsar king lady Lear live look lord Macbeth Malvolio manner MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM mind moral nature never night noble Othello passages passion Perdita person pity play pleasure poet poetry prince racter refined Regan revenge Richard Richard III Romeo ROMEO AND JULIET scene sense Shake Shakespear shew shewn Sir Toby sleep soul speak spear speech spirit story striking sweet tender thee thing thou art thought tion Titus Andronicus tongue tragedy true truth unto wife wild words Yorkshire Tragedy youth
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Page 174 - 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 222 - All murder'd: for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp, Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be fear'd and kill with looks...
Page 351 - When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries, And look upon myself, and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd, Desiring this man's art and that man's scope...
Page 259 - A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i...
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Page 187 - God save him ; No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home : But dust was thrown upon his sacred head ; Which, with such gentle sorrow he shook off, His face still combating with tears and smiles, The badges of his grief and patience, That had not God, for some strong purpose, steel'd The hearts of men, they must perforce have melted, And barbarism itself have pitied him.
Page 151 - O my love ! my wife ! Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : Thou art not conquer'd ; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there.
Page 87 - O, let not virtue seek Remuneration for the thing it was ; For beauty, wit, High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service, Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all To envious and calumniating time.
Page 352 - That time of year thou may'st in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.
Page 156 - 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...