Studies of Shakespeare: In the Plays of King John, Cymbeline, Macbeth, As You Like It, Much Ado about Nothing, Romeo and Juliet, with Observations on the Criticism and the Acting of Those PlaysLongman Brown, Green and Longmans, 1847 - 384 páginas |
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... nurse - like . How beautifully does this enhance our feeling of the superior intensity of interest which makes her leave this kind master's life to " shuffle for itself , " and attracts her to the ring which she espies on the finger of ...
... nurse - like . How beautifully does this enhance our feeling of the superior intensity of interest which makes her leave this kind master's life to " shuffle for itself , " and attracts her to the ring which she espies on the finger of ...
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... nurse her child herself , for she will breed it like a fool . How deliciously , after all this acted levity and mischievousness , comes immediately the fond excla- mation , in answer to Orlando's announcement that for two hours he must ...
... nurse her child herself , for she will breed it like a fool . How deliciously , after all this acted levity and mischievousness , comes immediately the fond excla- mation , in answer to Orlando's announcement that for two hours he must ...
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... nurse , with her coarse but sincere fondness , and her low , garrulous humour . Lady Capulet , accordingly , calls in the Nurse as her most appropriate seconder in giving her daughter to understand what a delightful thing it must be ...
... nurse , with her coarse but sincere fondness , and her low , garrulous humour . Lady Capulet , accordingly , calls in the Nurse as her most appropriate seconder in giving her daughter to understand what a delightful thing it must be ...
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... Nurse . No less ? -nay , bigger ; women grow by men . After this , the lady ventures to repeat her question in a more peremptory form- Speak briefly , can you like of Paris ' love ? But still her daughter , notwithstanding the absolute ...
... Nurse . No less ? -nay , bigger ; women grow by men . After this , the lady ventures to repeat her question in a more peremptory form- Speak briefly , can you like of Paris ' love ? But still her daughter , notwithstanding the absolute ...
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... nurse . How utterly insensible her father must have been to the peculiar delicacy of nature and dignity of spirit in his daughter , we shall have to shew abun- dantly in a later scene . Her only other male ac- quaintance has plainly ...
... nurse . How utterly insensible her father must have been to the peculiar delicacy of nature and dignity of spirit in his daughter , we shall have to shew abun- dantly in a later scene . Her only other male ac- quaintance has plainly ...
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Página 313 - Do not swear at all ; Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self, Which is the god of my idolatry, And I'll believe thee.
Página 336 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale : look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east : Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Página 114 - The Prince of Cumberland! that is a step On which I must fall down, or else o'erleap, For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires: The eye wink at the hand; yet let that be Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.
Página 362 - Ah, dear Juliet, Why art thou yet so fair? Shall I believe That unsubstantial death is amorous ; And that the lean abhorred monster keeps Thee here in dark to be his paramour?
Página 112 - Cannot be ill ; cannot be good : — if ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth ? I am thane of Cawdor : If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair. And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, Against the use of nature...
Página 19 - And, father cardinal, I have heard you say That we shall see and know our friends in heaven: If that be true, I shall see my boy again; For since the birth of Cain, the first male child, To him that did but yesterday suspire, There was not such a gracious creature born.
Página 310 - What's Montague? it is nor hand, nor foot, Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part Belonging to a man. O, be some other name! What's in a name? that which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet; So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd, Retain that dear perfection which he owes Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name, And for that name which is no part of thee Take all myself.
Página 310 - O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name! Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, And I'll no longer be a Capulet.
Página 134 - O, full of scorpions is my mind, dear wife ! Thou know'st that Banquo, and his Fleance, lives. Lady M. But in them nature's copy's not eterne. Macb. There's comfort yet ; they are assailable ; Then be thou jocund : ere the bat hath flown His cloister'd flight, ere to black Hecate's summons The shard-borne beetle with his drowsy hums Hath rung night's yawning peal, there shall be done A deed of dreadful note.
Página 125 - Methought I heard a voice cry "Sleep no more! Macbeth does murder sleep," the innocent sleep, Sleep that knits up the ravell'd sleave of care, The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast, — Lady M.