A General View of the Stage: By Mr. WilkesJ. Coote; and W. Whetstone, Dublin, 1759 - 335 oldal |
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... turn , was forced to write for bread : had he not written in this ftrain , he must have starved ; yet he thought a very long life too fhort to repent of this pro- ftitution of genius , to which he was compelled by the depraved tafte of ...
... turn , was forced to write for bread : had he not written in this ftrain , he must have starved ; yet he thought a very long life too fhort to repent of this pro- ftitution of genius , to which he was compelled by the depraved tafte of ...
42. oldal
... turn ; who fubftituted fimplicity , decency , and politenefs , in the room of mean buf- foonery , which he banished : he thus made entertainment really inftructive ; and Cæfar , who was as good a critic as he was an able warrior ; and ...
... turn ; who fubftituted fimplicity , decency , and politenefs , in the room of mean buf- foonery , which he banished : he thus made entertainment really inftructive ; and Cæfar , who was as good a critic as he was an able warrior ; and ...
47. oldal
... turn a particular character into ridicule , and expofe a perfon infinitely more valuable to fociety than himself , but from the affectations and abfurdities of many , to compile one Comic Character that may be ufeful while it diverts ...
... turn a particular character into ridicule , and expofe a perfon infinitely more valuable to fociety than himself , but from the affectations and abfurdities of many , to compile one Comic Character that may be ufeful while it diverts ...
48. oldal
... turn . Congreve , in a letter to Dennis , has defended him admirably , and proved , that the immortal Ben Expos'd no fingle fop , but laid the load More equally ; and spread the folly broad . BUCK . Eff . on Poetry . Nor is this folely ...
... turn . Congreve , in a letter to Dennis , has defended him admirably , and proved , that the immortal Ben Expos'd no fingle fop , but laid the load More equally ; and spread the folly broad . BUCK . Eff . on Poetry . Nor is this folely ...
58. oldal
... turns ,. like Midas , into gold . His Sir Joseph and Colonel Bluff are plainly copies of Jonfon's Bobadil and Mafter Stephen ; and those who will be at the pains to compare Petulant , in the Way of the World , with Shakespeare's ...
... turns ,. like Midas , into gold . His Sir Joseph and Colonel Bluff are plainly copies of Jonfon's Bobadil and Mafter Stephen ; and those who will be at the pains to compare Petulant , in the Way of the World , with Shakespeare's ...
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133. oldal - Villain, be sure thou prove my love a whore, — Be sure of it; give me the ocular proof; Or, by the worth of mine eternal soul, Thou hadst been better have been born a dog Than answer my wak'd wrath ! lago.
164. oldal - That I must die, it is my only comfort ; Death is the privilege of human nature, And life without it were not worth our taking: " Thither the poor, the pris'ner, and the mourner, \\* " Fly for relief, and lay their burthens down.
126. oldal - Alack, alack, is it not like that I So early waking, what with loathsome smells And shrieks like mandrakes...
127. oldal - Imparadised in one another's arms, The happier Eden, shall enjoy their fill Of bliss on bliss, while I to hell am thrust...
226. oldal - As for Maister Greene, all that I will speak of him (and that without flattery) is this (if I were worthy to censure) there was not an actor of his nature, in his time, of better ability in performance of what he undertook, more applauded by the audience, of greater grace at the court, or of more general love in the city.
123. oldal - ... .In Sophocles, when the unfortunate Deianira discovers her mistake in having sent a . poisoned vestment to her husband Hercules; her surprise and sorrow are unspeakable, and she answers not her son who acquaints her with the disaster, but goes off the stage without uttering a syllable. A writer unacquainted with nature and the heart, would have put into her mouth twenty florid Iambics, in which she would bitterly have bewailed her misfortunes, and informed the spectators that she was going to...
121. oldal - Away, stand off ! where is she ? let me fly, Save her from death, and snatch her to my heart. Aim. Oh! Alph. Forbear ; my arms alone shall hold her up, Warm her to life, and wake her into gladness.
147. oldal - Kneller recognised in him a superior artist. Sir Godfrey remarks that "he could only copy nature from the originals before him, but that Dogget could vary them at pleasure and yet keep a close likeness.
164. oldal - Thither the Poor, the Pris'ner, and the Mourner, Fly for Relief, and lay their Burthens down. Come then, and take me now to thy cold Arms, Thou meagre Shade ; here let me breathe my last...
234. oldal - I never see him coming down from one corner of the Stage with his old grey hair standing, as it were, erect upon his head, his face filled with horror and attention, his hands expanded, and his whole frame actuated by a dreadful solemnity but I am astounded and share in all his distresses. Nay, as Shakespeare in some different place, with elegance, observes upon another subject, one might interpret from the dumbness of his gesture.