Human Life in Shakespeare, 10. kötetLee and Shepard, 1868 - 286 oldal |
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... inspired plays , and Bacon is the philosopher of his formal , precise and logical novum or- ganum and essays . Library of NOV TAM TVM Dei Sub Numine Viget Princeton University . FROM THE LIBRARY OF HENRY N. PAUL '84 March 24th . 1868 ...
... inspired plays , and Bacon is the philosopher of his formal , precise and logical novum or- ganum and essays . Library of NOV TAM TVM Dei Sub Numine Viget Princeton University . FROM THE LIBRARY OF HENRY N. PAUL '84 March 24th . 1868 ...
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... inspires us with the feeling of its subjective completeness . We think of other poets through some one characteristic faculty or attribute ; and only in connection with such faculty or attribute will this one or that be present to the ...
... inspires us with the feeling of its subjective completeness . We think of other poets through some one characteristic faculty or attribute ; and only in connection with such faculty or attribute will this one or that be present to the ...
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... inspires sings out of the inspiration , and the song is of satisfaction lost in satiety ; of anticipation closed in disappointment ; of festivity turned into mourning ; of mirth swallowed up in melancholy ; of the delights of sense ...
... inspires sings out of the inspiration , and the song is of satisfaction lost in satiety ; of anticipation closed in disappointment ; of festivity turned into mourning ; of mirth swallowed up in melancholy ; of the delights of sense ...
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... inspiration of an excellent harmony . We have not in these remarks made any separate mention of the grand imagination which belongs to the genius of Shakespeare . We have not , because , grand though it is , it makes no singularity of ...
... inspiration of an excellent harmony . We have not in these remarks made any separate mention of the grand imagination which belongs to the genius of Shakespeare . We have not , because , grand though it is , it makes no singularity of ...
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... inspiration : he is , in truth , the kingly master of them all ; he tran- scends them all , as Prospero the slavish sprites of his island , or rather as Solomon , in Eastern legends , transcends the spirits and genii of air and sea ...
... inspiration : he is , in truth , the kingly master of them all ; he tran- scends them all , as Prospero the slavish sprites of his island , or rather as Solomon , in Eastern legends , transcends the spirits and genii of air and sea ...
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277. oldal - I have neither the scholar's melancholy, which is emulation ; nor the musician's which is fantastical ; nor the courtier's, which is proud ; nor the soldier's, which is ambitious ; nor the lawyer's, which is politic ; nor the lady's, which is nice ; nor the lover's, which is all these...
126. oldal - I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is?
51. oldal - 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...
54. oldal - Yet nature is made better by no mean, But nature makes that mean: so, o'er that art, Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race: this is an art Which does mend nature, — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
112. oldal - ... accent of Christians nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted and bellowed that I have thought some of nature's journeymen had made men and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
126. oldal - Hath not a Jew eyes? Hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? Fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer as a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you poison us, do we not die? And if you wrong us, shall we not revenge?
47. oldal - Tu-whit, tu-who ! a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When...
53. oldal - When lofty trees I see barren of leaves Which erst from heat did canopy the herd, And summer's green all girded up in sheaves Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard, Then of thy beauty do I question make...
49. oldal - By this, poor Wat, far off upon a hill, Stands on his hinder legs with listening ear, To hearken if his foes pursue him still; Anon their loud alarums he doth hear ; And now his grief may be compared well To one sore sick that hears the passing bell.
32. oldal - In these two princely boys! They are as gentle As zephyrs, blowing below the violet, Not wagging his sweet head: and yet as rough, Their royal blood enchafd, as the rud'st wind, That by the top doth take the mountain pine, And make him stoop to the vale.