Shakspere's Predecessors in the English DramaSmith, Elder & Company, 1900 - 551 Seiten "A critical inquiry into the condition of the English drama" -- Preface. |
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... heavens , a larger earth , sail - swept oceans , awakened con- tinents beyond Atlantic seas . It meant the pulse of now ascendant and puissant heart - blood through a people conscious of their unity and strength , the puberty and ...
... heavens , a larger earth , sail - swept oceans , awakened con- tinents beyond Atlantic seas . It meant the pulse of now ascendant and puissant heart - blood through a people conscious of their unity and strength , the puberty and ...
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... heavens of poetry . This contrast converted dramatic art into a vivid dream , a golden intuition , a glowing anticipation of man's highest possibilities . The poets were Prosperos . In the dark and unpaved streets of London visions came ...
... heavens of poetry . This contrast converted dramatic art into a vivid dream , a golden intuition , a glowing anticipation of man's highest possibilities . The poets were Prosperos . In the dark and unpaved streets of London visions came ...
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... heavens o'er my head seem made of molten brass , The earth of flaming sulphur ; yet I am not mad . I am acquainted with sad misery , As the tanned galley - slave is with his oar : Necessity makes me suffer constantly , And custom makes ...
... heavens o'er my head seem made of molten brass , The earth of flaming sulphur ; yet I am not mad . I am acquainted with sad misery , As the tanned galley - slave is with his oar : Necessity makes me suffer constantly , And custom makes ...
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... heaven's or by hell's compass . Milder contemplations , when death seems not merely accept- able as an escape from life , but in itself desirable , relieve the sternness of the picture : ' T is of all sleeps the sweetest : Children ...
... heaven's or by hell's compass . Milder contemplations , when death seems not merely accept- able as an escape from life , but in itself desirable , relieve the sternness of the picture : ' T is of all sleeps the sweetest : Children ...
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... heaven's happiness ? It will be observed that the purely theological note is never sounded in any of these lyrical outpourings on the theme of death . The pagan tone which marks them all takes strongest pitch , where it is well in ...
... heaven's happiness ? It will be observed that the purely theological note is never sounded in any of these lyrical outpourings on the theme of death . The pagan tone which marks them all takes strongest pitch , where it is well in ...
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A. H. Bullen actors allegory Arden artistic audience beauty Ben Jonson blank verse called character Chronicle Chronicle Play classical Comedy comic Court criticism death devil dialogue doth dramatists Edward Elizabethan Endimion England English epoch Euphues Euphuism exhibited fancy Faustus Friar genius Gorboduc Greek Greene Greene's hand hath heaven hell Henry Heywood holy human iamb Interlude Italian Italy Jonson Juventus King Lady literary literature London Lord Lyly Lyly's lyric Marlowe Marlowe's Masque Master medieval Mephistophilis metre Miracles moral Moral Plays Mosbie motive murder Nash pageants Pardoner passion personages piece play players playwrights poet poetry popular present Prince Queen reign rhyme Romantic Drama scene servant Shakspere Shakspere's soul Spanish Tragedy spirit stage Stukeley style sweet Tamburlaine theatre thee things Thomas thou tion tragedy tragic trochee Vice Wendoll wife Witch of Edmonton words Yorkshire Tragedy youth
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Seite 42 - Why this is hell, nor am I out of it : Think'st thou that I who saw the face of God, And tasted the eternal joys of Heaven, Am not tormented with ten thousand hells, In being deprived of everlasting bliss ? O Faustus!
Seite 345 - I have heard That guilty creatures sitting at a play Have by the very cunning of the scene Been struck so to the soul that presently They have proclaimed their malefactions ; For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak With most miraculous organ.
Seite 411 - Full little knowest thou that hast not tried What hell it is in suing long to bide ; To lose good days that might be better spent, To waste long nights in pensive discontent, To speed to-day, to be put back to-morrow, To feed on hope, to pine with fear and sorrow, To have thy prince's grace yet want her Peers...
Seite 492 - O, thou art fairer than the evening air Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars...
Seite 67 - Methinks I see in my mind a noble and puissant nation rousing herself like a strong man after sleep, and shaking her invincible locks: methinks I see her as an eagle mewing her mighty youth, and kindling her undazzled eyes at the full mid-day beam...
Seite 474 - THE measure is English heroic verse without rime, as that of Homer in Greek, and of Virgil in Latin — rime being no necessary adjunct or true ornament of poem or good verse, in longer works especially, but the invention of a barbarous age, to set off wretched matter and lame metre...
Seite 255 - But He, her fears to cease, Sent down the meek-eyed Peace ; She, crowned with olive green, came softly sliding Down through the turning sphere His ready harbinger, With turtle wing the amorous clouds dividing; And waving wide her myrtle wand, She strikes a universal peace through sea and land.
Seite 215 - ... as well for the recreation of our loving subjects as for our solace and pleasure when we shall think good to see them, during our pleasure.
Seite 308 - How would it have joyed brave Talbot, the terror of the French, to think that after he had lain two hundred years in his tomb, he should triumph again on the stage and have his bones new embalmed with the tears of ten thousand spectators at least (at several times), who, in the tragedian that represents his person, imagine they behold him fresh bleeding...
Seite 38 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod...