The Women of ShakespeareG.P. Putnam, 1895 - 384 Seiten |
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... fortune , used to retire after a certain period of activity , and establish themselves in an easy and comfortable existence . The stage of those days was most simple , as far removed from the splendour of artistic decorations to which ...
... fortune , used to retire after a certain period of activity , and establish themselves in an easy and comfortable existence . The stage of those days was most simple , as far removed from the splendour of artistic decorations to which ...
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... fortune may exhort the wise , Only to wonder at unlawful things , Whose deepness doth entice such forward wits To practise more than heavenly power permits . This work of Marlowe's is a distinct advance upon his own bloody tragedies ...
... fortune may exhort the wise , Only to wonder at unlawful things , Whose deepness doth entice such forward wits To practise more than heavenly power permits . This work of Marlowe's is a distinct advance upon his own bloody tragedies ...
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... fortune , to enjoy there in peace and quiet the fruits of his activity . But fate did not long allow him to enjoy this rest . As early as April 23 , 1616 , in the fifty - third year of his age , he died . Of the nature and details of ...
... fortune , to enjoy there in peace and quiet the fruits of his activity . But fate did not long allow him to enjoy this rest . As early as April 23 , 1616 , in the fifty - third year of his age , he died . Of the nature and details of ...
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... fortune did malign my state , My derivation was from ancestors Who stood equivalent with mighty kings : But time ... fortunes - parentage - good parentage- To equal mine ! -was it not thus ? what say you ? Mar. I said , my lord , if you ...
... fortune did malign my state , My derivation was from ancestors Who stood equivalent with mighty kings : But time ... fortunes - parentage - good parentage- To equal mine ! -was it not thus ? what say you ? Mar. I said , my lord , if you ...
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... fortune as the reward of their virtue . If this Epilogue be the work of Shakespeare , we can only explain it in one way , viz . , that as the young poet was also part owner of the theatre , in view of the material interest of the house ...
... fortune as the reward of their virtue . If this Epilogue be the work of Shakespeare , we can only explain it in one way , viz . , that as the young poet was also part owner of the theatre , in view of the material interest of the house ...
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Seite 186 - How like a fawning publican he looks ! I hate him for he is a Christian; But more for that in low simplicity He lends out money gratis, and brings down (The rate of usance here with us in Venice.
Seite 291 - Why have my sisters husbands, if they say, They love you, all ? Haply, when I shall wed, That lord, whose hand must take my plight, shall carry Half my love with him, half my care, and duty : Sure, I shall never marry like my sisters, To love my father all.
Seite 220 - And, father cardinal, I have heard you say That we shall see and know our friends in heaven: If that be true, I shall see my boy again; For since the birth of Cain, the first male child, To him that did but yesterday suspire, There was not such a gracious creature born.
Seite 280 - She'd come again, and with a greedy ear Devour up my discourse; which I observing, Took once a pliant hour, and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart, That I would all my pilgrimage dilate...
Seite 10 - This precious stone set in the silver sea, Which serves it in the office of a wall, Or as a moat defensive to a house, Against the envy of less happier lands ; This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed and famous by their birth, Renowned for their deeds as far from home, For Christian service and true chivalry, As is the sepulchre in stubborn Jewry Of the world's ransom, blessed Mary's Son ; This land of such dear...
Seite 279 - To the very moment that he bade me tell it ; Wherein I spake of most disastrous chances, Of moving accidents by flood and field, Of hair-breadth 'scapes i' the imminent deadly breach, Of being taken by the insolent foe And sold to slavery, of my redemption thence And portance in my travels...
Seite 38 - ... accent of Christians nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted and bellowed that I have thought some of nature's journeymen had made men and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
Seite 307 - Even here undone ! I was not much afeard : for once or twice I was about to speak, and tell him plainly The self-same sun that shines upon his court Hides not his visage from our cottage, but Looks on alike.
Seite 228 - Make me a willow cabin at your gate, And call upon my soul within the house; Write loyal cantons of contemned love, And sing them loud even in the dead of night; Holla your name to the reverberate hills, And make the babbling gossip of the air Cry out, Olivia!
Seite 64 - Our revels now are ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air: And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff As dreams are made on ; and our little life Is rounded with a sleep.