The Shakspere Allusion-book: A Collection of Allusions to Shakspere from 1591 to 1700, Volume 1John James Munro Chatto & Windus, 1909 |
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... Shakspere, and other masters in our literature, has led, through revolutions of different magnitudes, to a wider and ... Shakspere's art, for illustration of his times, and the relation of his work to that of his contemporaries, besides ...
... Shakspere, and other masters in our literature, has led, through revolutions of different magnitudes, to a wider and ... Shakspere's art, for illustration of his times, and the relation of his work to that of his contemporaries, besides ...
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... Shakspere's Works giving Dates , p . xvii . B Allusions to Contemporary Events , p . xix . y Allusions of Shakspere's Contemporaries , p . xix . a References to Works and Characters , p . xxii . b Shakspere , the Man and his ...
... Shakspere's Works giving Dates , p . xvii . B Allusions to Contemporary Events , p . xix . y Allusions of Shakspere's Contemporaries , p . xix . a References to Works and Characters , p . xxii . b Shakspere , the Man and his ...
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... Shakspere , and other masters in our literature , has led , through revolutions of different magnitudes , to a wider and ... Shakspere's art , for illustration of his times , and the relation of his work to that of his contemporaries ...
... Shakspere , and other masters in our literature , has led , through revolutions of different magnitudes , to a wider and ... Shakspere's art , for illustration of his times , and the relation of his work to that of his contemporaries ...
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... Shakspere , that sweet swan of Avon , died , no contemporary poet assailed the dull cold ear of death with metrical lamentations , and not then did Shakspere's posthumous greatness begin . The still silence in which this greatest of ...
... Shakspere , that sweet swan of Avon , died , no contemporary poet assailed the dull cold ear of death with metrical lamentations , and not then did Shakspere's posthumous greatness begin . The still silence in which this greatest of ...
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... Shakspere's fame . It was the publication of the Folios in 1623 , 1632 , 1664 , and 1685 , and of the poems in 1640 , which familiarised men with Shakspere's plays as literature and made Shakspere a great tradition in poetry and drama ...
... Shakspere's fame . It was the publication of the Folios in 1623 , 1632 , 1664 , and 1685 , and of the poems in 1640 , which familiarised men with Shakspere's plays as literature and made Shakspere a great tradition in poetry and drama ...
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Page 328 - To assume a pleasing shape; yea, and perhaps Out of my weakness and my melancholy, As he is very potent with such spirits, Abuses me to damn me. I'll have grounds More relative than this: the play's the thing Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king.
Page 344 - I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chapfallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come; make her laugh at that. Prithee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that, my lord? Ham. Dost thou think Alexander looked o' this fashion i
Page xxv - With the best gamesters : what things have we seen Done at the Mermaid; heard words that have been So nimble, and so full of subtle flame, As if that every one from whence they came Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest, And had resolved to live a fool the rest Of his dull life...
Page 157 - I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood.
Page 190 - Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn; But my kisses bring again, bring again, Seals of love, but seal'd in vain. seal'd in vain.
Page 290 - Why should that name be sounded more than yours ? Write them together, yours is as fair a name; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well; Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure with 'em, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
Page 126 - The first thing we do, let's kill all the ' lawyers. Cade. Nay, that I mean to do. Is not this a lamentable thing, that of the skin of an innocent lamb should be made parchment ? that parchment, being scribbled o'er, should undo a man...
Page 238 - Slave, I have set my life upon a cast, And I will stand the hazard of the die: I think, there be six Richmonds in the field ; Five have I slain to-day, instead of him: — A horse ! a horse ! my kingdom for a horse ! [Exeunt.
Page 147 - All causes shall give way ; I am in blood Stepp'd in so far, that, should I wade no more, Returning were as tedious as go o'er : Strange things I have in head, that will to hand ; Which must be acted, ere they may be scann'd.
Page 368 - Think, my lord ! By heaven, he echoes me, As if there were some monster in his thought Too hideous to be shown.