Shakspeare and His Times |
From inside the book
Page 291
He then proceeds , in a strain of dignified sadness : " I have done the state some service , and they know it ; No more of that . I pray you , in your letters , When you shall these unlucky deeds relate , Speak of me as I am ; nothing ...
He then proceeds , in a strain of dignified sadness : " I have done the state some service , and they know it ; No more of that . I pray you , in your letters , When you shall these unlucky deeds relate , Speak of me as I am ; nothing ...
What people are saying - Write a review
We haven't found any reviews in the usual places.
Other editions - View all
Common terms and phrases
action actors admiration afterward amusement appear Banquo beauties become Ben Jonson brilliant Brutus character chronicle circumstances comedy comic composed court crime death Desdemona desire destiny dramatic poetry Duke Duke of Austria effect Elizabeth emotions England entirely equally existence fact Falstaff father favor feelings festivities forms genius give habits Hamlet hand Henry Henry IV historical dramas Holinshed honor human Iago idea imagination impression inspired interest Julius Cæsar king King Lear Lear less liberty Lord Macbeth manner ment mind minstrels misfortune Molière Moor moral nature necessity never once original Othello passion peare peare's performance perhaps personages piece play pleasures poet poetic popular position possess present prince reason regard reign rendered Richard Richard III Romeo and Juliet says scene Shaks Shakspeare Shakspeare's sion soul spectator stage Stratford style success taste theatre thing thought tion tragedy tragic true truth unity Voltaire wife young
Popular passages
Page 283 - Speak of me as I am ; nothing extenuate, Nor set down aught in malice: then must you speak Of one that...
Page 274 - O, that the slave had forty thousand lives ! One is too poor, too weak for my revenge. Now do I see 'tis true. Look here, lago ; All my fond love thus do I blow to heaven : 'Tis gone. Arise, black vengeance, from thy hollow cell ! Yield up, O love, thy crown and hearted throne To tyrannous hate ! Swell, bosom, with thy fraught, For 'tis of aspics
Page 283 - No more of that ; — I pray you, in your letters, When you shall these unlucky deeds relate, Speak of me as I am ; nothing extenuate, Nor set down aught in malice...
Page 100 - 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 subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand.
Page 38 - Twas Christmas told the merriest tale ; A Christmas gambol oft could cheer The poor man's heart through half the year.
Page 322 - The First part of the Contention betwixt the two famous Houses of Yorke and Lancaster...
Page 40 - Come, my Corinna, come; and, coming, mark How each field turns a street, each street a park Made green and trimm'd with trees: see how Devotion gives each house a bough Or branch: each porch, each door, ere this An ark, a tabernacle is, Made up of white-thorn neatly interwove; As if here were those cooler shades of love.
Page 109 - Good friend, for Jesus' sake forbear To dig the dust enclosed here. Blessed be the man that spares these stones And cursed be he that moves my bones.
Page 40 - CORINNA'S GOING A-MAYING Get up, get up for shame! The blooming morn Upon her wings presents the god unshorn. See how Aurora throws her fair, Fresh-quilted colors through the air. Get up, sweet slug-a-bed, and see The dew bespangling herb and tree!
Page 163 - O my love! my wife! Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty. Thou art not conquer'd; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there.