A Philosophical Analysis and Illustration of Some of Shakespeare's Remarkable CharactersJ. Murray, 1774 - 224 pages |
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Page 85
... thing amiable or refpectable . Indignation is different . It arifes , as the etymology of the word indicates , from the fenfe of fome- thing unworthy . But the unworthy in human conduct affects us by contrast : And this contraft is ...
... thing amiable or refpectable . Indignation is different . It arifes , as the etymology of the word indicates , from the fenfe of fome- thing unworthy . But the unworthy in human conduct affects us by contrast : And this contraft is ...
Page 95
... unprofitable Seem to me all the ufes of this world ! Fie on't ! O fie ! ' Tis an unweeded garden , That grows to feed ; things rank , and grofs in nature , Poffefs it merely . By By giving vent to any paffion , its vio- lence OF HAMLET .
... unprofitable Seem to me all the ufes of this world ! Fie on't ! O fie ! ' Tis an unweeded garden , That grows to feed ; things rank , and grofs in nature , Poffefs it merely . By By giving vent to any paffion , its vio- lence OF HAMLET .
Page 109
... things that we perceive distinctly . Admiring the man of abilities , we cannot define with accuracy the precise boundaries of his genius ; 4 genius ; our imaginations give him energies additional to those OF HAMLET . 109.
... things that we perceive distinctly . Admiring the man of abilities , we cannot define with accuracy the precise boundaries of his genius ; 4 genius ; our imaginations give him energies additional to those OF HAMLET . 109.
Page 114
... thing defcribed . The defcrip- tion is indirect ; and , by exhibiting a pic- ture of the effects , an actual view of the Burke on the fublime and beautiful . real real object would neceffarily produce in the fpectator , it 114 THE ...
... thing defcribed . The defcrip- tion is indirect ; and , by exhibiting a pic- ture of the effects , an actual view of the Burke on the fublime and beautiful . real real object would neceffarily produce in the fpectator , it 114 THE ...
Page 127
... thing you make of me ? you would play upon me ; you would feem to know my ftops ; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery ; you would found me from my lowest note to the top of my compass : and there is much mufic , excellent voice ...
... thing you make of me ? you would play upon me ; you would feem to know my ftops ; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery ; you would found me from my lowest note to the top of my compass : and there is much mufic , excellent voice ...
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affection affociation againſt agitated agreeable ambition amiable appetites apprehenfion arife averfion becauſe cauſe character circumftances compaffion conduct confequently conftitution Cymbeline defign defires defpondency difcern difpofe difpofitions diſappointment diſcover eafily emotions eſteem Euripides exceedingly exceffive excited exerciſe expreffed expreffion falfe fame faſhioned feelings feem felves fenfe fenfibility fentiments fhall fhould fions focial fome forrow foul fpirit friendſhip ftate ftill ftriking fuccefs fuch fuffers fufpicion fuperior Hamlet happineſs hath heart Hecuba himſelf human nature Iachimo idea imagination Imogen impreffion indignation inſtead interefting itſelf Jaques Lady Macbeth languiſh lefs Leonatus leſs Lord Macbeth manifeft mankind ment mind moft moral moſt motley fool muft muſt nefs obfervations object oppoſed ourſelves paffion pain perfon pleaſure poffefs preſent principles puniſhment purſue racter reaſon refentment render ſeem ſenſe Shakeſpeare ſhe ſtate temper thefe themſelves theſe thofe thoſe thou tion tuated underſtanding uneafinefs violent virtue whofe
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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.