A Literary History of the English People from the Origins to the Civil War, Volum 2G.P. Putnam's, 1926 |
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... thoughts they express , not by that too easy means , the sight of blood and tortures . Murders shall therefore be accomplished behind the scenes ; there shall be a chorus ; the unities shall be observed : " un mesme jour . . . un mesme ...
... thoughts they express , not by that too easy means , the sight of blood and tortures . Murders shall therefore be accomplished behind the scenes ; there shall be a chorus ; the unities shall be observed : " un mesme jour . . . un mesme ...
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... thought the municipal authorities , who began early to fulminate against them and threaten their suppression : " Whereas heartofore sondrye greate disorders and in- convenyences have bene found to ensewe to this cittie by the inordynate ...
... thought the municipal authorities , who began early to fulminate against them and threaten their suppression : " Whereas heartofore sondrye greate disorders and in- convenyences have bene found to ensewe to this cittie by the inordynate ...
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... thought at first but an idle smoke , and their eyes more attentive to the show , it kindled inwardly , and ran round like a train , consuming within less than an hour the whole house to the very grounds . This was the fatal period of ...
... thought at first but an idle smoke , and their eyes more attentive to the show , it kindled inwardly , and ran round like a train , consuming within less than an hour the whole house to the very grounds . This was the fatal period of ...
Side 56
... thought they were real marble . The old Theatre itself was called " gorgeous , " in the sermon , it is true , of a hostile preacher who may have sought to exaggerate its splendour ; 3 but foreign visitors used the same terms . At the ...
... thought they were real marble . The old Theatre itself was called " gorgeous , " in the sermon , it is true , of a hostile preacher who may have sought to exaggerate its splendour ; 3 but foreign visitors used the same terms . At the ...
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... thoughts ; Into a thousand parts divide one man ... Think , when we talk of horses , that you see them For ' tis your thoughts that must now deck our kings , Carry them here and there ; jumping o'er times ; Turning the accomplishment of ...
... thoughts ; Into a thousand parts divide one man ... Think , when we talk of horses , that you see them For ' tis your thoughts that must now deck our kings , Carry them here and there ; jumping o'er times ; Turning the accomplishment of ...
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Side 240 - SINCE brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea, But sad mortality o'er-sways their power, How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea Whose action is no stronger than a flower?
Side 140 - Oh, thou art fairer than the evening air Clad in, the beauty of a thousand stars...
Side 158 - Yes, trust them not: for there is an upstart crow beautified with our feathers, that with his tiger's heart, wrapt in a player's hide, supposes he is as well able to bombast out a blank verse as the best of you; and being an absolute Johannes factotum, is in his own conceit the only Shake-scene in a country.
Side 62 - Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts ; Into a thousand parts divide one man, And make imaginary puissance ; Think, when we talk of horses, that you see them Printing their proud hoofs i...
Side 417 - I do love these ancient ruins. We never tread upon them but we set Our foot upon some reverend history : And, questionless, here in this open court, Which now lies naked to the injuries Of stormy weather, some men lie...
Side 261 - O'erflows the measure : those his goodly eyes, That o'er the files and musters of the war Have glow'd like plated Mars; now bend, now turn The office and devotion of their view Upon a tawny front : his captain's heart, Which in the scuffles of great fights hath burst The buckles on his breast, reneges1 all temper, And is become the bellows, and the fan, To cool a gipsy's lust.
Side 335 - I, to comfort him, bid him a' should not think of God, I hoped there was no need to trouble himself with any such thoughts yet. So a' bade me lay more clothes on his feet: I put my hand into the bed and felt them, and they were as cold as any stone; then I felt to his knees, and so upward, and upward, and all was as cold as any stone.
Side 238 - That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.
Side 307 - My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, and trimly dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom...
Side 191 - The current, that with gentle murmur glides, Thou know'st, being stopp'd, impatiently doth rage; But, when his fair course is not hindered, He makes sweet music with the enamell'd stones, Giving a gentle kiss to every sedge He overtaketh in his pilgrimage, And so by many winding nooks he strays, With willing sport, to- the wild ocean.