A Philosophical Analysis and Illustration of Some of Shakespeare's Remarkable CharactersJ. Murray, 1774 - 224 pages |
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... intention to examine fome of his remarkable characters , and to analyze their component parts : An exercise no lefs adapted to improve the heart , than to inform the understanding . It is obvious , that my defign by no means coincides ...
... intention to examine fome of his remarkable characters , and to analyze their component parts : An exercise no lefs adapted to improve the heart , than to inform the understanding . It is obvious , that my defign by no means coincides ...
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... intention is to make poetry subservient to philofophy , and to employ it in tracing the principles of human conduct . The defign furely is laudable : Of the execution , I have no right to determine . 1 0000 SECTION I. ON THE co ...
... intention is to make poetry subservient to philofophy , and to employ it in tracing the principles of human conduct . The defign furely is laudable : Of the execution , I have no right to determine . 1 0000 SECTION I. ON THE co ...
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... intentions instead of a fenfe of duty . His ambition , however , has fuffered no diminution : On the contrary , by having become exceedingly powerful , and by rifing to undue pretenfions , it feems to have vanquished and fuppreffed ...
... intentions instead of a fenfe of duty . His ambition , however , has fuffered no diminution : On the contrary , by having become exceedingly powerful , and by rifing to undue pretenfions , it feems to have vanquished and fuppreffed ...
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... having contrived another affaffination , is even ignorant of his intentions ; but on being informed of them , the very easily acquiefces . * Elements of criticism , La . Mac . Come on ; gentle my lord OF MACBETH . 79.
... having contrived another affaffination , is even ignorant of his intentions ; but on being informed of them , the very easily acquiefces . * Elements of criticism , La . Mac . Come on ; gentle my lord OF MACBETH . 79.
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... intention of explaining himself to Horatio : The image of his father poffeffes him : And , by the moft folemn and ftriking apoftrophe that ever poet invented , he impresses it on his audience . Methinks , I fee my father ! Hor . O where ...
... intention of explaining himself to Horatio : The image of his father poffeffes him : And , by the moft folemn and ftriking apoftrophe that ever poet invented , he impresses it on his audience . Methinks , I fee my father ! Hor . O where ...
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Page 127 - Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me! You would play upon me; you would seem to know my stops; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass: and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ. Yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe?
Page 124 - That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee.
Page 114 - I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood.
Page 66 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee: — I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not , fatal vision , sensible To feeling as to sight? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
Page 159 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon...
Page 121 - What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her/ What would he do, Had he the motive and the cue for passion That I have...
Page 28 - Like Niobe, all tears; why she, even she, — O God ! a beast, that wants discourse of reason, Would have mourn'd longer, — married with my uncle, My father's brother, but no more like my father Than I to Hercules...
Page 129 - Tis now the very witching time of night When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world. Now could I drink hot blood, And do such bitter business as the day Would quake to look on.
Page 56 - 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...
Page 61 - Your face, my thane, is as a book, where men May read strange matters : — To beguile the time, Look like the time; bear welcome in your eye, Your hand, your tongue: look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under it.