A History of English Poetry, כרך 4Macmillan and Company, 1903 |
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מהדורות אחרות - הצג הכל
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
acter action actors admirable Antony appears audience Beaumont beautiful Ben Jonson Brutus Cæsar character Comedy of Errors comic Court Cynthia's Revels death Dekker dialogue doth dramatic dramatist Dryden Duke English Euphues euphuism exhibit Falstaff feeling Fletcher fool fortunes genius Gentlemen of Verona Hamlet hand hath heart heaven honour human humour Iago Ibid idea ideal imagination imitation Jonson Julius Cæsar King Henry King Lear Love's Labour's Lost Lover's Melancholy Lyly Lyly's manner Marlowe Marlowe's Massinger melancholy Midsummer-Night's Dream moral motive nature Othello passion person play plot poet poet's poetical Prince principle prologue represented revenge Richard Richard III romantic Romeo and Juliet says scene seems Shakespeare Shrew Sonnets soul spectators speech spirit stage story style sympathy tale Tamburlaine Taming taste theatre thee things thou art thought tion Titus Andronicus tragedy tragic underplot virtue wife
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 129 - 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 : as if we were villains by necessity ; fools by' heavenly compulsion ; knaves, thieves, and treachers, by spherical predominance ; drunkards, liars, and adulterers, by an enforced obedience of planetary influence...
עמוד 149 - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast?
עמוד 128 - Thou, nature, art my goddess ; to thy law My services are bound : Wherefore should I Stand in the plague of custom ; and permit The curiosity of nations to deprive me, For that I am some twelve or fourteen moon-shines Lag of a brother?
עמוד 103 - I do despise my dream. Make less thy body hence, and more thy grace ; Leave gormandizing ; know the grave doth gape For thee thrice wider than for other men...
עמוד 42 - 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...
עמוד 131 - Lear. My wits begin to turn. — Come on, my boy : how dost, my boy? Art cold? I am cold myself. — Where is this straw, my fellow ? The art of our necessities is strange, That can make vile things precious. Come, your hovel. — Poor fool and knave, I have one part in my heart That 's sorry yet for thee.
עמוד 42 - tis true I have gone here and there And made myself a motley to the view, Gored mine own thoughts, sold cheap what is most dear, Made old offences of affections new.
עמוד 150 - That it should come to this! But two months dead: nay, not so much, not two: So excellent a king, that was to this Hyperion to a satyr; so loving to my mother That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember? why, she would hang on him, As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on; and yet, within a month, Let me not think on't: Frailty, thy name is woman!
עמוד 109 - No, sir," quoth he, "Call me not fool till heaven hath sent me fortune." And then he drew a dial from his poke, And, looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says very wisely, "It is ten o'clock. Thus we may see," quoth he, "how the world wags.
עמוד 98 - 11 sup. Farewell. Poins. Farewell, my lord. [Exit. P. Hen. I know you all, and will awhile uphold The unyoked humour of your idleness. Yet herein will I imitate the sun, Who doth permit the base contagious clouds To smother up his beauty from the world...