A Letter on Shakspere's Authorship of The Two Noble Kinsmen: And on the Characteristics of Shakspere's Style and the Secret of His Supremacy |
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... feeling , and for grace , animation , and strength of language , we doubt whether there exists , under the names of our authors , any drama that comes near to it . Never has any theme enjoyed the honours which have befallen the semi ...
... feeling , and for grace , animation , and strength of language , we doubt whether there exists , under the names of our authors , any drama that comes near to it . Never has any theme enjoyed the honours which have befallen the semi ...
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... feelings , as a cabinet of jewels whose lustre dazzles the eye and blinds it to the unskilful setting , in this light there are few pieces comparable to the magnificent scene before the temples , where the lady and her lovers pray to ...
... feelings , as a cabinet of jewels whose lustre dazzles the eye and blinds it to the unskilful setting , in this light there are few pieces comparable to the magnificent scene before the temples , where the lady and her lovers pray to ...
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... feeling towards him . They were practised by . all the dramatic writers at the expense of each other ; Shakspeare himself is a parodist , and indulges in those quips frequently , not against such writers only as the author of the ...
... feeling towards him . They were practised by . all the dramatic writers at the expense of each other ; Shakspeare himself is a parodist , and indulges in those quips frequently , not against such writers only as the author of the ...
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... feeling , in the fewest words possible . Even his images are brief ; they are continual , and they crowd and confuse one another ; the well - springs of his imagination boil up every moment , and the readiness with which they throw up ...
... feeling , in the fewest words possible . Even his images are brief ; they are continual , and they crowd and confuse one another ; the well - springs of his imagination boil up every moment , and the readiness with which they throw up ...
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... feeling , thought , and imagination , being employed to create , out of a fragmentary classical outline , a picture both new in its features and gorgeously magnificent in its filling up , is strongly indicative of his hand , and ...
... feeling , thought , and imagination , being employed to create , out of a fragmentary classical outline , a picture both new in its features and gorgeously magnificent in its filling up , is strongly indicative of his hand , and ...
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Page 110 - Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, Against the use of nature ? Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings : My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical, Shakes so my single state of man, that function Is smother'd in surmise; and nothing is, But what is not.
Page 111 - Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason, Or by some habit that too much o'er-leavens The form of plausive manners ; that these men, Carrying, I say, the stamp of one defect, Being nature's livery, or fortune's star, Their virtues else, be they as pure as grace, As infinite as man may undergo, Shall in the general censure take corruption From that particular fault : the dram of eale Doth all the noble substance of a doubt To his own scandal.
Page 73 - When in the chronicle of wasted time I see descriptions of the fairest wights, And beauty making beautiful old rhyme In praise of ladies dead and lovely knights, Then, in the blazon of sweet beauty's best, Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow, I see their antique pen would have express'd Even such a beauty as you master now.
Page 4 - The Two Noble Kinsmen: Presented at the Blackfriers by the Kings Maiesties servants, with great applause: Written by the memorable Worthies of their time; Mr. John Fletcher, and Mr. William Shakspeare. Gent.
Page 111 - That for some vicious mole of nature in them, As, in their birth— wherein they are not guilty, Since nature cannot choose his origin— By the o'ergrowth of some complexion, Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason, Or by some habit that too much o'er-leavens The form of plausive manners, that these men, Carrying, I say, the stamp of one defect...
Page 76 - Thou'lt come no more. Never, never, never, never, never. Pray you undo this button. Thank you, sir. Do you see this? Look on her! Look, her lips, Look there, look there!
Page 37 - The fair-eyed maids shall weep our banishments, And in their songs curse ever-blinded Fortune, Till she for shame see what a wrong she has done To youth and nature. This is all our world: We shall know nothing here, but one another; Hear nothing, but the clock that tells our woes. The vine shall grow, but we shall never see it : Summer shall come, and with her all delights, But dead-cold winter must inhabit here still.
Page 37 - Oh never Shall we two exercise, like twins of honour, Our arms again, and feel our fiery horses Like proud seas under us, our good swords now (Better the red-eyed god of war ne'er wore) Ravish'd our sides, like age, must run to rust...
Page 31 - The more proclaiming Our suit shall be neglected, when her arms, Able to lock Jove from a synod, shall By warranting moon-light corslet thee.
Page 34 - The flower that I would pluck And put between my breasts — then but beginning To swell about the blossom — she would long Till she had such another, and commit it To the like innocent cradle, where phcenix-like They died in perfume.