The Tragedian: An Essay on the Histrionic Genius of Junius Brutus BoothHurd and Houghton, 1868 - 189 pages |
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... . Our first feeling was the pang of a per- sonal friendship , suddenly parted . Then came the thought that a great artist , the greatest in his sphere in our day , had passed away ; and finally , vivid images and emo- tions.
... . Our first feeling was the pang of a per- sonal friendship , suddenly parted . Then came the thought that a great artist , the greatest in his sphere in our day , had passed away ; and finally , vivid images and emo- tions.
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... thought lives after him , in lines and masses of imperishable marble ; the painter's in simulated forms and " sorcery of color " on his canvas ; and from the impish figures of the composer's score , a cunning hand may at any time evoke ...
... thought lives after him , in lines and masses of imperishable marble ; the painter's in simulated forms and " sorcery of color " on his canvas ; and from the impish figures of the composer's score , a cunning hand may at any time evoke ...
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... thought- ful essay " On the Tragedies of Shakespeare , considered in their fitness for stage repre- sentation " ; in ... thoughts and nonsense . " They con- tain sufficient provocation to set off the ec- centric genius of Elia at a smart ...
... thought- ful essay " On the Tragedies of Shakespeare , considered in their fitness for stage repre- sentation " ; in ... thoughts and nonsense . " They con- tain sufficient provocation to set off the ec- centric genius of Elia at a smart ...
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... thoughts , to ' appall the guilty and make mad the free ' ; or that might create a soul under the ribs of death ! But we did not see or hear them . It is not enough that Lear's crosses and per- plexities are expressed by single strokes ...
... thoughts , to ' appall the guilty and make mad the free ' ; or that might create a soul under the ribs of death ! But we did not see or hear them . It is not enough that Lear's crosses and per- plexities are expressed by single strokes ...
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... thought . This is the true " Bridal of the earth and sky . ” Not with his usual vision of the germs and processes of genius did Lamb write , that an actor is an imitator of the signs and turns of passion . An actor of the understanding ...
... thought . This is the true " Bridal of the earth and sky . ” Not with his usual vision of the germs and processes of genius did Lamb write , that an actor is an imitator of the signs and turns of passion . An actor of the understanding ...
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acter action actor appeared audience Banquo bare bodkin beauty blood Booth gave Brabantio brain Brutus Cassio char character charm City Madam Cordelia delight Desdemona dramatic Edmund Kean emotion emphasis expression face father fear feeling filled Garrick genius gesture ghost Goneril grandeur grief Guest Hamlet hand heard heart heaven histrionic Iago Iago's imagination intense intonation Kean's king kingly Lady Lady Macbeth Lamb's Lear light lines listener living look Lord Lovel Macbeth madness manner meaning melancholy mood murder nature ness never noble OCTAVIAN Othello pass passage passion pathos pause pay Old Debts performance Pescara phrase play players Polonius preter Regan resonant Richard Roderigo scene scorn seemed Shake Shakespeare Shylock silent Sir Giles soliloquy soul sound speak speech spirit stage stroke subtle supernatural sword tender theatre thee Third Act thou thought tion tones touch TRAGEDIAN tragedy truth uttered voice wonder words
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Page 63 - What may this mean, That thou, dead corse, again in complete steel, Revisit'st thus the glimpses of the moon, Making night hideous; and we fools of nature So horridly to shake our disposition With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls?
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Page 12 - ... the corruptions and abuses of mankind. What have looks, or tones, to do with that sublime identification of his age with that of the heavens themselves, when, in his reproaches to them for conniving at the injustice of his children, he reminds them that " they themselves are old "? What gesture shall we appropriate to this?
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