Characteristics of Women: Moral, Poetical, and HistoricalWiley, 1850 - 340 oldal |
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xxvii. oldal
... considered apart , as requiring a different mode of illustration . Portia I regard as a perfect model of an intellectual woman , in whom wit is tempered by sensibility , and fancy regulated by strong reflection . It is objected to her ...
... considered apart , as requiring a different mode of illustration . Portia I regard as a perfect model of an intellectual woman , in whom wit is tempered by sensibility , and fancy regulated by strong reflection . It is objected to her ...
xxxiv. oldal
... considered , with a view to their future destination as the mothers and nurses of legislators and statesmen , and the cultivation of their powers of reflection and moral feelings supersede the exciting drudgery by which they are now ...
... considered , with a view to their future destination as the mothers and nurses of legislators and statesmen , and the cultivation of their powers of reflection and moral feelings supersede the exciting drudgery by which they are now ...
xxxviii. oldal
... , or , if properly considered , are really beauties ; for instance , every one knows that Correggio's St. Jerome presenting his books to the Virgin involves half - a - dozen anachronisms , -to say nothing Xxxviii INTRODUCTION .
... , or , if properly considered , are really beauties ; for instance , every one knows that Correggio's St. Jerome presenting his books to the Virgin involves half - a - dozen anachronisms , -to say nothing Xxxviii INTRODUCTION .
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... considered admirable as works of art , of which the subjects are the most Vicious and barbarous conceivable . I remember one of these in the gallery of Florence , which I looked at once , but once , and wished then , as I do now , for ...
... considered admirable as works of art , of which the subjects are the most Vicious and barbarous conceivable . I remember one of these in the gallery of Florence , which I looked at once , but once , and wished then , as I do now , for ...
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... considered in another point of view , as women and individuals , as breathing realities , clothed in flesh and blood , I believe we must assign the first rank to Portia , as uniting in herself in a more * Lucy Ashton , in the Bride of ...
... considered in another point of view , as women and individuals , as breathing realities , clothed in flesh and blood , I believe we must assign the first rank to Portia , as uniting in herself in a more * Lucy Ashton , in the Bride of ...
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admiration affection ALDA Antony Bassanio Beatrice beauty Benedick breath Bretagne Cæsar Camiola character charm CLEOPATRA coloring Constance Cordelia Coriolanus CYMBELINE daughter death delicacy delineation Desdemona dignity dramatic eloquence expression exquisite eyes fancy father fear feeling female feminine fond gentle grace grief Hamlet hath heart heaven Helena Hermione heroine honor horror husband Iachimo Iago imagination Imogen impression innocence intellect Isabella Juliet Katherine king Lady Macbeth Leontes lord lover madam Madame de Staël manner marriage MEDON mind Miranda moral mother nature never noble Octavia once Ophelia Othello passion pathos PAULINA Perdita perfect pity placed play poetical poetry POLONIUS Portia portrait Posthumus pride queen Romeo Romeo and Juliet Rosalind scene scorn sense sentiment Shakspeare Shakspeare's Shylock simplicity soft soul speak spirit story sweet sympathy temper tenderness thee Thekla things thou thought touch true truth Viola virtue VOLUMNIA whole wife Winter's Tale woman women words youth
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113. oldal - The chariest maid is prodigal enough, If she unmask her beauty to the moon: Virtue itself scapes not calumnious strokes: The canker galls the infants of the spring, Too oft before their buttons be disclos'd; And in the morn and liquid dew of youth Contagious blastments are most imminent.
325. oldal - As thou art in desire? Wouldst thou have that Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life, And live a coward in thine own esteem, Letting "I dare not" wait upon "I would," Like the poor cat i
326. oldal - Like the poor cat i' the adage? Macb. Prithee, peace I dare do all that may become a man; Who dares do more is none. Lady M. What beast was't then That made you break this enterprise to me? When you durst do it, then you were a man; And, to be more than what you were, you would Be so much more the man.
278. oldal - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form ; Then have I reason to be fond of grief.
326. oldal - I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me; I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums, And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.
100. 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.
74. oldal - tis pretty to force together Thoughts so all unlike each other; To mutter and mock a broken charm, To dally with wrong that does no harm. Perhaps 'tis tender too and pretty At each wild word to feel within A sweet recoil of love and pity.
98. oldal - Even here undone ! I was not much afeard : for once, or twice, I was about to speak ; and tell him plainly, The selfsame sun, that shines upon his court, Hides not his visage from our cottage, but Looks on alike.— Will 't please you, sir, be gone?
xv. oldal - Yes, I am proud; I must be proud to see Men not afraid of God afraid of me: Safe from the Bar, the Pulpit, and the Throne, Yet touched and shamed by ridicule alone.
71. oldal - Well, do not swear: although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract to-night : It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden ; Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be, Ere one can say — It lightens.