Dramatic Micellanies [sic]: Consisting of Critical Observations on Several Plays of Shakspeare: with a Review of His Principal Characters, and Those of Various Eminent Writers, as Represented by Mr. Garrick, and Other Celebrated Comedians. ... By Thomas Davies, ... In Three Volumes. ... |
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... never offended by flatness and infipidity . Chapman was admirable in the clowns of Shakspeare . Berry's Lafeu was the true portrait of a choleric old man and a hu- mourist . Milward was , in the King , af- fecting ; and Delane , in the ...
... never offended by flatness and infipidity . Chapman was admirable in the clowns of Shakspeare . Berry's Lafeu was the true portrait of a choleric old man and a hu- mourist . Milward was , in the King , af- fecting ; and Delane , in the ...
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... never fo infig- nificant and worthlefs , that we are fure to be pleased with it , because it calls to mind the object of our affections . Helen's re- mark , that the flight and worthless , pro- vided they have talents to excite gaiety ...
... never fo infig- nificant and worthlefs , that we are fure to be pleased with it , because it calls to mind the object of our affections . Helen's re- mark , that the flight and worthless , pro- vided they have talents to excite gaiety ...
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... never were without a fellow dreffed in a long coat , a cap on his head with a pair of affes ears , and a dag- ger of lath by his fide . The sport be- tween him and his adversary , the devil , was a perpetual fource of mirth and loud ...
... never were without a fellow dreffed in a long coat , a cap on his head with a pair of affes ears , and a dag- ger of lath by his fide . The sport be- tween him and his adversary , the devil , was a perpetual fource of mirth and loud ...
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... never fail to provoke laughter . In Julius Cæfar , Caf- ca and the mob ; in Hamlet , Polonius , the grave - diggers , and Oftrick ; nay , in Othel- lo , his last and most finished tragedy , be- fides a happily - conceived drunken scene ...
... never fail to provoke laughter . In Julius Cæfar , Caf- ca and the mob ; in Hamlet , Polonius , the grave - diggers , and Oftrick ; nay , in Othel- lo , his last and most finished tragedy , be- fides a happily - conceived drunken scene ...
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... never have the bleffing of God till I have iffue of my body ; for , they say , bearns are bleffings . The clown's opinion correfponds with that of all mankind , and more particular- ly with the Jews . They hold barrenness to be a great ...
... never have the bleffing of God till I have iffue of my body ; for , they say , bearns are bleffings . The clown's opinion correfponds with that of all mankind , and more particular- ly with the Jews . They hold barrenness to be a great ...
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