The dramatic works of William Shakspeare, with notes original and selected by S.W. Singer, and a life of the poet by C. Symmons, Band 1 |
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... nature and art " Quid valet ad surdas si cantet Phemius aures ? Quid cæcum Thamyram picta tabella juvat ? It has been the studious endeavour of the Editor to avoid those splenetic and insulting reflections upon the errors of the commen ...
... nature and art " Quid valet ad surdas si cantet Phemius aures ? Quid cæcum Thamyram picta tabella juvat ? It has been the studious endeavour of the Editor to avoid those splenetic and insulting reflections upon the errors of the commen ...
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... nature , in an eloquent and philosophical spirit of criticism ; which , though it may sometimes be thought a little tinctured with mystical enthusiasm , has dealt out to Shak- speare his due meed of praise ; and has , no doubt , tended ...
... nature , in an eloquent and philosophical spirit of criticism ; which , though it may sometimes be thought a little tinctured with mystical enthusiasm , has dealt out to Shak- speare his due meed of praise ; and has , no doubt , tended ...
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... nature , without forsaking sense ; or , more properly , carries nature along with him beyond her established limits . " No one has hitherto discovered the novel on which this play is founded ; yet Collins the poet told Thomas Warton ...
... nature , without forsaking sense ; or , more properly , carries nature along with him beyond her established limits . " No one has hitherto discovered the novel on which this play is founded ; yet Collins the poet told Thomas Warton ...
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... nature , the hateful , repulsive , and pettily deformed have alone been impressed on his imagination . The magical world of spirits , which the staff of Prospero has as- sembled on the island . casts merely a faint reflection into his ...
... nature , the hateful , repulsive , and pettily deformed have alone been impressed on his imagination . The magical world of spirits , which the staff of Prospero has as- sembled on the island . casts merely a faint reflection into his ...
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... nature : and my trust , Like a good parent 10 , did beget of him 9 To trash means to check the pace or progress of any one . The term is said to be still in use among sportsmen in the North , and signifies to correct a dog for ...
... nature : and my trust , Like a good parent 10 , did beget of him 9 To trash means to check the pace or progress of any one . The term is said to be still in use among sportsmen in the North , and signifies to correct a dog for ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
ARIEL Caius Caliban Cotgrave daughter devil doth Duke Exeunt Exit eyes fairies Falstaff father fool gentleman GENTLEMEN OF VERONA give hath hear heart heaven Herne the hunter honour Host HUGH EVANS humour Illyria Julia king knave lady Laun letter look lord madam maid Malone Malvolio Marry master Brook master doctor means Milan Mira mistress Anne mistress Ford monster never night Olivia Pist play pr'ythee pray Prospero Proteus Quick Re-enter SCENE Sebastian servant Shakspeare Shakspeare's Shal Shallow Silvia sing SIR ANDREW SIR ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK Sir Hugh Sir John Sir John Falstaff Sir Toby SIR TOBY BELCH Slen speak Speed Steevens sweet Sycorax tell thee there's thou art thou hast thou shalt Thurio Trin Trinculo Valentine Windsor woman word
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 38 - I' the commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things ; for no kind of traffic Would I admit ; no name of magistrate ; Letters should not be known ; riches, poverty, And use of service, none ; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none ; No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil ; No occupation ; all men idle, all ; And women too, — but innocent and pure ; No sovereignty, — Seb.
Seite 27 - em. Cal. I must eat my dinner. This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother, Which thou tak'st from me. When thou earnest first, Thou strok'dst me, and mad'st much of me ; wouldst give me Water with berries in't ; and teach me how To name the bigger light, and how the less, That burn by day and night : and then I lov'd thee, And show'd thee all the qualities o...
Seite 77 - The charm dissolves apace ; And as the morning steals upon the night, Melting the darkness, so their rising senses Begin to chase the ignorant fumes that mantle Their clearer reason.
Seite 81 - O, wonder ! How many goodly creatures are there here ! How beauteous mankind is ! O, brave new world, That has such people in't ! Pro. 'Tis new to thee.
Seite 126 - The current, that with gentle murmur glides, Thou know'st, being stopp'd, impatiently doth rage ; But, when his fair course is not hindered, He makes sweet music with th' enamel'd stones, Giving a gentle kiss to every sedge He overtaketh in his pilgrimage ; And so by many winding nooks he strays, With willing sport, to the wild ocean.
Seite 147 - Who is Silvia ? what is she, That all our swains commend her ? Holy, fair, and wise is she, The heaven such grace did lend her, That she might admired' be. Is she kind as she is fair ? For beauty lives with kindness : Love doth to her eyes repair, To help him of his blindness; And, being helped, inhabits there.
Seite 76 - Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes and groves, And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune and do fly him When he comes back...
Seite 274 - O fellow, come, the song we had last night :— Mark it, Cesario ; it is old and plain : The spinsters and the knitters in the sun, And the free maids, that weave their thread with bones, Do use to chaunt it ; it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age.
Seite 63 - O, it is monstrous, monstrous ! Methought the billows spoke, and told me of it ; The winds did sing it to me ; and the thunder. That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounc'd The name of Prosper : it did bass my trespass. Therefore my son i' th' ooze is bedded ; and I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded, And with him there lie mudded.
Seite 302 - O mistress mine, where are you roaming ? O, stay and hear; your true love's coming, That can sing both high and low: Trip no further, pretty sweeting; Journeys end in lovers meeting, Every wise man's son doth know.