Shakspere: A Critical Study of His Mind and ArtC. Kegan Paul, 1879 - 434 pages |
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... Falstaff is fatuous enough to believe that two English matrons are dying of love for him , and is made the victim of their merry tricks . Malvolio is made an ass of by the mischievous Maria taking advantage of his solemn self - esteem ...
... Falstaff is fatuous enough to believe that two English matrons are dying of love for him , and is made the victim of their merry tricks . Malvolio is made an ass of by the mischievous Maria taking advantage of his solemn self - esteem ...
Page xiv
... Falstaff , Sir Toby Belch , and the Nurse of Juliet . In order to get substantial ground to go upon I have thought it necessary to form acquaintance with a con- siderable body of recent Shakspere scholarship , both English and ...
... Falstaff , Sir Toby Belch , and the Nurse of Juliet . In order to get substantial ground to go upon I have thought it necessary to form acquaintance with a con- siderable body of recent Shakspere scholarship , both English and ...
Page 79
... Falstaff supposed that by infinite play of wit , and inexhaustible resource of a genius creative of splendid mendacity , he could coruscate away the facts of life , and always remain mas- ter of the situation by giving it a clever turn ...
... Falstaff supposed that by infinite play of wit , and inexhaustible resource of a genius creative of splendid mendacity , he could coruscate away the facts of life , and always remain mas- ter of the situation by giving it a clever turn ...
Page 80
... Falstaff the unsubduable , with all his wit , could not coruscate away . " By my troth , he'll yield the crow a pudding one of these days ; the king has kill'd his heart . " Jacques in his own way supposes that he can dispense with ...
... Falstaff the unsubduable , with all his wit , could not coruscate away . " By my troth , he'll yield the crow a pudding one of these days ; the king has kill'd his heart . " Jacques in his own way supposes that he can dispense with ...
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... qualities like Falstaff ; his wicked women are simply wicked like Goneril and Regan , not an inscrutable mystery of iniquity like Iago ; his women of intellect are bright , are effective with ΓΙΟ Shakspere - His Mind and Art .
... qualities like Falstaff ; his wicked women are simply wicked like Goneril and Regan , not an inscrutable mystery of iniquity like Iago ; his women of intellect are bright , are effective with ΓΙΟ Shakspere - His Mind and Art .
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Page 270 - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, often the surfeit of our own behaviour, we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars...
Page 411 - gainst my fury Do I take part. The rarer action is In virtue, than in vengeance : they being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further.
Page 174 - And the armies which were in heaven followed him upon white horses, clothed in fine linen, white and clean. And out of his mouth goeth a sharp sword, that with it he should smite the nations : and he shall rule them with a rod of iron : and he treadeth the winepress of the fierceness and wrath of Almighty God. And he hath on his vesture and on his thigh a name written, King of Kings, and Lord of Lords.
Page 367 - A made a finer end, and went away, an it had been any christom child ; 'a parted even just between twelve and one, e'en at the turning o' the tide: for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon his fingers...
Page 105 - Come not to me again : but say to Athens, Timon hath made his everlasting mansion Upon the beached verge of the salt flood ; Who once a day with his embossed froth The turbulent surge shall cover : thither come, And let my grave-stone be your oracle.
Page 77 - I have neither the scholar's melancholy, which is emulation ; nor the musician's which is fantastical ; nor the courtier's, which is proud ; nor the soldier's, which is ambitious ; nor the lawyer's, which is politic ; nor the lady's, which is nice ; nor the lover's, which is all these : but it is a melancholy of mine own, compounded of many simples, extracted from many objects, and, indeed, the sundry contemplation of my travels, in which my often rumination wraps me in a most humorous sadness.
Page 136 - Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself; An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill; A combination and a form indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal, To give the world assurance of a man: This was your husband.
Page 217 - I know thee not, old man: Fall to thy prayers ; How ill white hairs become a fool, and jester!
Page 242 - O now, for ever, Farewell the tranquil mind ! Farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, That make ambition virtue ! O, farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner ; and all quality. Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war...
Page 400 - Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate: For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings, That then I scorn to change my state with kings.