Shakespeare's True LifeLongmans, Green & Company, 1896 - 395 Seiten |
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... doubt of anything has lost novelty , even the existence of him in whom the literary expression of English . thought had as yet found its culmination , is impudently drawn within the province of scepticism , and a daring endeavour is ...
... doubt of anything has lost novelty , even the existence of him in whom the literary expression of English . thought had as yet found its culmination , is impudently drawn within the province of scepticism , and a daring endeavour is ...
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... doubt his acting up to this principle ? The pleasure of associating neighbourhoods as subjects of special scenes and passages will ever continue . Into adjoining counties we wander as placing Justice Shallow's house in Gloucestershire ...
... doubt his acting up to this principle ? The pleasure of associating neighbourhoods as subjects of special scenes and passages will ever continue . Into adjoining counties we wander as placing Justice Shallow's house in Gloucestershire ...
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... doubt it ? The to and fro distances from her Wilmcote home were lovely walks at all seasons , within the compass of wanderings such as lovers could not fail to find specially charming at any time of the year . sound of the bidding bell ...
... doubt it ? The to and fro distances from her Wilmcote home were lovely walks at all seasons , within the compass of wanderings such as lovers could not fail to find specially charming at any time of the year . sound of the bidding bell ...
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... that before they began they should read out to the audience the licence granted them by the Mayor and renew their apology . Limes in the Churchyard al- Snitterfield F There is little doubt that John Shake- speare , the.
... that before they began they should read out to the audience the licence granted them by the Mayor and renew their apology . Limes in the Churchyard al- Snitterfield F There is little doubt that John Shake- speare , the.
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James Walter. There is little doubt that John Shake- speare , the father of the poet , was what in these later days would be termed a " gentle- man farmer . " The description given in Hol- linshed's " Chronicles , " of a certain class of ...
James Walter. There is little doubt that John Shake- speare , the father of the poet , was what in these later days would be termed a " gentle- man farmer . " The description given in Hol- linshed's " Chronicles , " of a certain class of ...
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actors ancient Anne Hathaway Anne's Aston Cantlow Avon Bacon beautiful bell Ben Jonson bird Burbage century chancel Chantry Chapel character Charlecote charming church Clopton close cottage daughter death delight Earl Elizabeth England English existing father friends garden genius gentle Globe Theatre Grammar School Guild Hall hath heart Henley Street Henry Henry VIII Holy Trinity honour John Shakespeare King known labour land Lane lived London Lord Luddington Manor marriage Mary Arden master memory mind monument mother nature never night noble parish passed pilgrims players plays poet poet's possession Queen record reign residence Richard Richard Burbage Richmond says scene Shake Shottery side Sir Thomas Snitterfield soul speare speare's Strat Stratford Stratford-on-Avon Sweet Anne Theatre Thomas Lucy thou tion town tradition trees Vicar village Warwick Warwickshire wife William Shakespeare Wilmcote Wootton Wawen writer young youth
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Seite 294 - To-day, my lord of Amiens and myself Did steal behind him, as he lay along Under an oak, whose antique root peeps out Upon the brook that brawls along this wood...
Seite 273 - WHAT needs my Shakespeare for his honoured bones The labour of an age in piled stones ? Or that his hallowed reliques should be hid Under a star-ypointing pyramid ? Dear son of memory, great heir of fame, What need'st thou such weak witness of thy name ? Thou in our wonder and astonishment Hast built thyself a livelong monument.
Seite 326 - Many were the wit-combats betwixt him and Ben Jonson, which two I behold like a Spanish great galleon, and an English man-of-war ; Master Jonson (like the former) was built far higher in learning ; solid, but slow in his performances.
Seite 182 - 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 subdu'd To what it works in, like the dyer's hand...
Seite 272 - Triumph, my Britain ! thou hast one to show, To whom all scenes of Europe homage owe. He was not of an age, but for all time...
Seite 272 - Muses; For if I thought my judgment were of years, I should commit thee surely with thy peers, And tell how far thou didst our Lyly outshine, Or sporting Kyd, or Marlowe's mighty line.
Seite 271 - Or blind affection, which doth ne'er advance The truth, but gropes, and urgeth all by chance ; Or crafty malice might pretend this praise, And think to ruin where it seemed to raise.
Seite 129 - Hark, hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings, And Phoebus 'gins arise, His steeds to water at those springs On chaliced flowers that lies; And winking Mary-buds begin To ope their golden eyes: With every thing that pretty is, My lady sweet, arise: Arise, arise.
Seite 131 - Nightingale, another of my airy creatures, breathes such sweet loud music out of her little instrumental throat, that it might make mankind to think miracles are not ceased. He that at midnight, when the very labourer sleeps securely, should hear, as I have very often, the clear airs, the sweet descants, the natural rising and falling, the doubling and redoubling of her voice, might well be lifted above earth, and say, Lord, what music hast thou provided for the Saints in Heaven, when thou affordest...
Seite 126 - I know a bank whereon the wild thyme blows, Where ox-lips and the nodding violet grows ; Quite over-canopied with lush woodbine, With sweet musk-roses, and with eglantine...