Occasional Papers: Dramatic and HistoricalBickers, 1906 - 251 oldal |
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13. oldal
... out to Quin : " Why don't you tell the gentleman whether you'll meet him or not ? " When at length the long - delayed answer was given , it was delivered with such slowness and elaboration as to be ridiculous 13 IN THE EIGHTEENTH CENTURY.
... out to Quin : " Why don't you tell the gentleman whether you'll meet him or not ? " When at length the long - delayed answer was given , it was delivered with such slowness and elaboration as to be ridiculous 13 IN THE EIGHTEENTH CENTURY.
19. oldal
... tell us , we are to see in the future a great extension of State control in our domestic concerns , it will be interesting to see if that extension spreads as far as the theatre . Cibber sums up very fairly the history of his own ...
... tell us , we are to see in the future a great extension of State control in our domestic concerns , it will be interesting to see if that extension spreads as far as the theatre . Cibber sums up very fairly the history of his own ...
43. oldal
... tell a story ; I show facts . " It is to the shower of facts that the public heart goes out in a way that distresses , irritates , provokes those who judge the worth of the player from the impressive nonsense that Dr. Johnson talked ...
... tell a story ; I show facts . " It is to the shower of facts that the public heart goes out in a way that distresses , irritates , provokes those who judge the worth of the player from the impressive nonsense that Dr. Johnson talked ...
77. oldal
... telling us at the same time that our art is contemptible and an unworthy employment for an intellectual man . Such criticism can only have the effect of placing the modern actor , who seeks to improve and develop his art , on the horns ...
... telling us at the same time that our art is contemptible and an unworthy employment for an intellectual man . Such criticism can only have the effect of placing the modern actor , who seeks to improve and develop his art , on the horns ...
115. oldal
... might as well have no legs at all , for anything the audience know about it , Pip . . . . I'll tell you what it is . What the ... people call dramatic poetry is a collection of sermons . 115 COLLEY CIBBER'S " APOLOGY ”
... might as well have no legs at all , for anything the audience know about it , Pip . . . . I'll tell you what it is . What the ... people call dramatic poetry is a collection of sermons . 115 COLLEY CIBBER'S " APOLOGY ”
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116. oldal - Till one wide conflagration swallows all. Thence a new world, to nature's laws unknown, Breaks out refulgent, with a heaven its own: Another Cynthia her new journey runs, And other planets circle other suns. The forests dance, the rivers upward rise, Whales sport in woods, and dolphins in the skies; And last, to give the whole creation grace, Lo! one vast egg produces human race. Joy fills his soul, joy innocent of thought; What power, he cries, what power these wonders wrought?
13. oldal - I'll meet thee there. Loth. To-morrow, Oh, my better stars ! to-morrow Exert your influence ; shine strongly for me ; 'Tis not a common conquest I would gain, Since love as well as arms, must grace my triumph.
47. oldal - Sense may kindly end with ev'ry line? Some dozen lines before the Ghost is there, Behold him for the solemn scene prepare. See how he frames his eyes, poises each limb, Puts the whole body into proper trim. — From whence we learn, with no great stretch of art, Five lines hence comes a ghost, and, Ha ! a start.
107. oldal - of that false, flashy wit and forced humour which had been the delight of our metropolitan multitude, was only rated there (at Oxford) at its bare, intrinsic value.
50. oldal - Of neuter gender, though of Irish growth ; A six-foot suckling, mincing in Its gait, Affected, peevish, prim and delicate...
159. oldal - I slept soundly till three o'clock, awaked, and then writ these lines : " ' Come, pleasing Rest, eternal Slumber, fall ; Seal mine, that once must seal the eyes of all. Calm and composed my soul her journey takes, No guilt that troubles, and no heart that aches. Adieu ! thou Sun, all bright like her arise ; Adieu ! fair Friends, and all that's good and wise.
96. oldal - replied the old gentleman, all diamonded and powdered and dandified, "at eighty-four it is well for a man that he can look at all." . . . And now he crosses Piccadilly and passes through Albemarle Street, slowly but cheerfully, with an eye and a salutation for any pretty woman of his acquaintance, and with a word for any "good fellow" whose purse he has lightened, or who has lightened his, at dice or whist. And so he turns into...
110. oldal - To beseech gracefully, to approach respectfully, to pity, to mourn, to love, are the places wherein Wilks may be made to shine with the utmost beauty.
24. oldal - Plato's Book on the Immortality of the Soul. A drawn sword on the table by him. IT must be so Plato, thou reason'st well ! — Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This longing after immortality ? Or whence this secret dread, and inward horror, Of falling into nought? why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction...
99. oldal - Gibber, himself be it remembered, a popular author, complains bitterly of the severity and impatience of the audiences in their reception of a new play. " The vivacity of our modern critics is of late grown so riotous that an unsuccessful author has no more mercy shown him than a notorious cheat in a pillory ; every fool, the lowest member of the mob, becomes a wit, and will have a fling at him. They come now to a new play like hounds to a carcase, and are all in a full cry, sometimes for an hour...