The Comedies, Histories, Tragedies, and Poems of William Shakspere, Volume 7C. Knight, 1851 |
From inside the book
Results 6-10 of 75
Page 80
... stage , upon such feet as continually are rolled up in rhyme at the fingers ' ends , which is plausible to the barbarous and carrieth a sting into the ears of the common people . " And yet , from another passage of the same writer , the ...
... stage , upon such feet as continually are rolled up in rhyme at the fingers ' ends , which is plausible to the barbarous and carrieth a sting into the ears of the common people . " And yet , from another passage of the same writer , the ...
Page 81
... stage is called business , the beauty or even propriety of the dialogue would be a secondary consideration , and indeed would be pretty much left to the extemporal invention of the actor . That the wit of the clown was almost entirely ...
... stage is called business , the beauty or even propriety of the dialogue would be a secondary consideration , and indeed would be pretty much left to the extemporal invention of the actor . That the wit of the clown was almost entirely ...
Page 82
... stage to raise " heroes from the grave of oblivion , " for glorious example to " these degenerate days . " But in those annals are also to be found fit subjects for " the high and excellent tragedy , that openeth the greatest wounds ...
... stage to raise " heroes from the grave of oblivion , " for glorious example to " these degenerate days . " But in those annals are also to be found fit subjects for " the high and excellent tragedy , that openeth the greatest wounds ...
Page 91
... stage . The subject upon which the " dead Shepherd " had put forth his strength was not to be touched by his greater rival . * A reign of power succeeds to one of weakness . Edward III . is upon the throne . William Shakspere is ...
... stage . The subject upon which the " dead Shepherd " had put forth his strength was not to be touched by his greater rival . * A reign of power succeeds to one of weakness . Edward III . is upon the throne . William Shakspere is ...
Page 96
... stage , richly hanged and pleasantly adorned . The Duke of Norfolk hovers at the entry of the lists , his horse being barbed with crimson velvet , embroidered with lions of silver and mulberry - trees : and he , having also made oath ...
... stage , richly hanged and pleasantly adorned . The Duke of Norfolk hovers at the entry of the lists , his horse being barbed with crimson velvet , embroidered with lions of silver and mulberry - trees : and he , having also made oath ...
Other editions - View all
Common terms and phrases
actor amongst ancient appears beauty Ben Jonson Blackfriars Burbage Cæsar called church Collatine comedy Court daughter death dost doth doubt dramatic Earl Elizabeth Essex eyes fair father fear gentle gentleman give Greene Hall Hamlet hand hast hath heart Henry Henry VI honour John Shakspere Jonson Julius Cæsar King labour Lawrence Fletcher live London look Lord love's Lucrece Macbeth Malone Marlowe Midsummer Night's Dream mind Nashe nature night passage passion performances period play players Plutarch poem poet poetical poetry poor probably Queen quoth Richard Richard Burbage Richard II says Scene servants Shak Shakspere's shame Shottery Sonnets sorrow Southampton spirit stage Stratford Stratford-upon-Avon Susanna Hall sweet Tamburlaine Tarquin tears theatre thee thine things Thomas Lucy thou art thought unto Venus and Adonis Warwickshire wife William Shakspere words write young youth
Popular passages
Page 203 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Page 141 - 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.
Page 118 - I'll read, his for his love. Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace.
Page 240 - I have of late, but wherefore I know not, lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises ; and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory ; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
Page 129 - gainst his glory fight, And Time that gave doth now his gift confound. Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth And delves the parallels in beauty's brow, Feeds on the rarities of nature's truth, And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow: And yet to times in hope my verse shall stand, Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand.
Page 243 - This guest of summer, The temple-haunting. martlet, does approve, By his lov'd mansionry, that the heaven's breath Smells wooingly here : no jutty, frieze, Buttress, nor coigne of vantage, but this bird Hath made his pendent bed, and procreant cradle : Where they most breed and haunt, I have observ'd, The air is delicate.
Page 151 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove. O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Page 230 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand.
Page 229 - When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries, And look upon myself, and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd, Desiring this man's art and that man's scope...
Page 105 - When forty winters shall besiege thy brow, And dig deep trenches in thy beauty's field, Thy youth's proud livery, so gazed on now, Will be a tatter'd weed, of small worth held...