Shakespeare's Delineations of Insanity, Imbecility, and Suicide |
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... IMBECILES . BOTTOM . DOGBERRY.- ELBOW . SHALLOW MAL VOLIO.- BARDOLPH . - NYM . - PISTOL LAUNCE . CALIBAN OTHELLO PART III . SUICIDES . PAGE 1 རྨ ༄ ཆ 68 87 • 103 115 135 153 168 181 PART I. SHAKSPEARE'S DELINEATIONS OF INSANITY . THE LEAR .
... IMBECILES . BOTTOM . DOGBERRY.- ELBOW . SHALLOW MAL VOLIO.- BARDOLPH . - NYM . - PISTOL LAUNCE . CALIBAN OTHELLO PART III . SUICIDES . PAGE 1 རྨ ༄ ཆ 68 87 • 103 115 135 153 168 181 PART I. SHAKSPEARE'S DELINEATIONS OF INSANITY . THE LEAR .
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... of self - conceit , and of everything , in short , necessary to constitute a perfect human ass . It was not suf- ficient for him simply to be " writ down an 118 SHAKSPEARE'S IMBECILES . MAL VOLIO - BARDOLPH - NYM - PISTOL LAUNCE CALIBAN.
... of self - conceit , and of everything , in short , necessary to constitute a perfect human ass . It was not suf- ficient for him simply to be " writ down an 118 SHAKSPEARE'S IMBECILES . MAL VOLIO - BARDOLPH - NYM - PISTOL LAUNCE CALIBAN.
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... a philosopher's two stones to me . If the young dace be a bait for the old pike , I see no reason in nature but I may snap at him . Let time shape , and then an end . ” MALVOLIO . WE BARDOLPH . NYM . PISTOL . E 134 SHAKSPEARE'S IMBECILES .
... a philosopher's two stones to me . If the young dace be a bait for the old pike , I see no reason in nature but I may snap at him . Let time shape , and then an end . ” MALVOLIO . WE BARDOLPH . NYM . PISTOL . E 134 SHAKSPEARE'S IMBECILES .
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Abner Otis Kellogg. MALVOLIO . WE BARDOLPH . NYM . PISTOL . E have frequently had occasion to remark that whatever Shakspeare does is always complete in its way , and leaves nothing to be de- sired . The ass and the fool which he depicts ...
Abner Otis Kellogg. MALVOLIO . WE BARDOLPH . NYM . PISTOL . E have frequently had occasion to remark that whatever Shakspeare does is always complete in its way , and leaves nothing to be de- sired . The ass and the fool which he depicts ...
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... Pistol we have another and very dif- ferent kind of fool from any we have hitherto con- sidered ; but he is also a prince in his way , and his realm is that of bombast and " buncombe . " Pis- tol is the perfection of swaggering ...
... Pistol we have another and very dif- ferent kind of fool from any we have hitherto con- sidered ; but he is also a prince in his way , and his realm is that of bombast and " buncombe . " Pis- tol is the perfection of swaggering ...
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appears Bardolph bear blood brain brought Caliban called Cassio cause character of Hamlet characteristic choly clown conduct Cordelia Crab daughter delineation Desdemona disease Dogberry doth evident excitement exclaims exhibition Falstaff father fear feelings follows fool forest of Arden former scene furnish gentle genuine ghost give Goneril hath heart heaven honor human humor Iago imbecility insane intellectual Jaques Justice Shallow kind king knowledge lady Lady Macbeth language Launce Lear Leonato lord Macbeth madness malady Malvolio manifested matter medical psychologist melan melancholy mind mistress modern nature never noble observed once Ophelia Othello passion perceive Peter Quince physician Pistol play poet Polonius prince profound psychological regard replies says seems Shakspeare Shakspeare's Shallow Sir Andrew Ague-cheek sleep smile sorrow soul speak spirit Stephano supposed thee things thou thought tion truthfulness utter villain words worthy
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Page 190 - Look, where he comes ! Not poppy, nor mandragora, Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep Which thou ow'dst yesterday.
Page 70 - I shall the effect of this good lesson keep, As watchman to my heart. But, good my brother, Do not, as some ungracious pastors do, Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven, Whilst, like a puffd and reckless libertine, Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads And recks not his own rede.
Page 77 - Get thee to a nunnery. Why wouldst thou be a breeder of sinners? I am myself indifferent honest, but yet I could accuse me of such things that it were better my mother had not borne me. I am very proud, revengeful, ambitious, with more offences at my beck than I have thoughts to put them in, imagination to give them shape, or time to act them in.
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Page 39 - Nor the dejected haviour of the visage, Together with all forms, moods, shows of grief, That can denote me truly : these, indeed, seem, For they are actions that a man might play ; But I have that within, which passeth show, These but the trappings and the suits of woe.
Page 57 - That suck'd the honey of his music vows, Now see that noble and most sovereign reason, Like sweet bells jangled, out of tune and harsh...
Page 52 - I have of late (but, wherefore, I know not) lost all my mirth, foregone all custom of exercises : and, indeed, it goes so heavily with my disposition, that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory ; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you — this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire — why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
Page 172 - would it had been done ! Thou didst prevent me ; I had peopled else This isle with Calibans. Pro. Abhorred slave, Which any print of goodness will not take, Being capable of all ill ! I pitied thee, Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each hour One thing or other; when thou didst not, savage, Know thine own meaning, but wouldst gabble like A thing most brutish, I endowed thy purposes With words that made them known...
Page 19 - O let me not be mad, not mad, sweet heaven ! Keep me in temper ; I would not be mad ! — Enter Gentleman.
Page 201 - I'll smell it on the tree. — [Kissing her. 0 balmy breath, that dost almost persuade Justice to break her sword ! — One more, one more. — Be thus when thou art dead, and I will kill thee, And love thee after. — One more, and this the last; So sweet was ne'er so fatal.