The Tragedian: An Essay on the Histrionic Genius of Junius Brutus BoothHurd and Houghton, 1868 - 189 oldal |
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62. oldal
... phrase “ I have heard of your paintings too , well enough . ” Only when imploring her to go to a nunnery did he pause in action ; then , approaching her tenderly , he threw into those oft - repeated words " to a nunnery , go , " the ...
... phrase “ I have heard of your paintings too , well enough . ” Only when imploring her to go to a nunnery did he pause in action ; then , approaching her tenderly , he threw into those oft - repeated words " to a nunnery , go , " the ...
67. oldal
... phrase were shaken and eddied over by one continuing flood of tone ; in obedience to a passionate method , most expressive and quite peculiar to our actor . At the opportune moment , when the heat of his indignation finds expression ...
... phrase were shaken and eddied over by one continuing flood of tone ; in obedience to a passionate method , most expressive and quite peculiar to our actor . At the opportune moment , when the heat of his indignation finds expression ...
69. oldal
... phrase could be heard . Only a wild , inarticulate cry escaped him ; and he muffled his face in his cloak . He seemed to have gone behind Shakespeare's language , into Shakespeare's thought . Following this fine touch of feeling and ...
... phrase could be heard . Only a wild , inarticulate cry escaped him ; and he muffled his face in his cloak . He seemed to have gone behind Shakespeare's language , into Shakespeare's thought . Following this fine touch of feeling and ...
103. oldal
... phrase- " Nor from mine own weak merits will I draw The smallest fear or doubt of her revolt : For she had eyes- and chose me . " The word “ revolt " was one of those strokes of genius in tone , of which he furnished such numberless ...
... phrase- " Nor from mine own weak merits will I draw The smallest fear or doubt of her revolt : For she had eyes- and chose me . " The word “ revolt " was one of those strokes of genius in tone , of which he furnished such numberless ...
106. oldal
... phrase , " the tranquil mind , " immediately succeeding , came in clear brain - tones , with a certain involved suggestiveness of meaning almost impossible to define , but as if the tranquil mind had flown . The whole passage , with its ...
... phrase , " the tranquil mind , " immediately succeeding , came in clear brain - tones , with a certain involved suggestiveness of meaning almost impossible to define , but as if the tranquil mind had flown . The whole passage , with its ...
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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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120. oldal - You owe this strange intelligence? or why Upon this blasted heath you stop our way With such prophetic greeting? Speak, I charge you. [Witches vanish. Ban. The earth hath bubbles, as the water has, And these are of them.
71. oldal - Horatio, what a wounded name, Things standing thus unknown, shall live behind me. If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, Absent thee from felicity awhile, And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain, To tell my story.
63. oldal - 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?
54. oldal - My father's spirit in arms ! all is not well ; I doubt some foul play: 'would, the night were come! Till then sit still, my soul : Foul deeds will rise, Though all the earth o'erwhelm them, to men's eyes.
101. oldal - Twere now to be most happy, for I fear My soul hath her content so absolute That not another comfort like to this Succeeds in unknown fate.
65. oldal - Come, come, and sit you down ; you shall not budge ; You go not till I set you up a glass Where you may see the inmost part of you.
105. oldal - Tis not to make me jealous, To say — my wife is fair, feeds well, loves company, Is free of speech, sings, plays, and dances well; Where virtue is, these are more virtuous: Nor from mine own weak merits will I draw The smallest fear, or doubt of her revolt; For she had eyes, and chose me...
90. oldal - 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.
12. oldal - ... 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?
59. oldal - tis not to come ; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come ; the readiness is all ; since no man has aught of what he leaves, what is't to leave betimes?