The Life and Death of King JohnJ. B. Lippincott, 1919 - 728 Seiten |
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... poet , avoiding any repetition , has accom- plished this seemingly insuperable task in two totally different ways - and it is doubly instructive , since in both cases the material prescribes that the catastrophe he from without , and ...
... poet , avoiding any repetition , has accom- plished this seemingly insuperable task in two totally different ways - and it is doubly instructive , since in both cases the material prescribes that the catastrophe he from without , and ...
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... poet . [ Shakespeare is , however , not singular in this error , as the anony- mous author of the older play , The Troublesome Raigne of John , which he closely follows , has made Pembroke the spokesman for the revolting nobles . See ...
... poet . [ Shakespeare is , however , not singular in this error , as the anony- mous author of the older play , The Troublesome Raigne of John , which he closely follows , has made Pembroke the spokesman for the revolting nobles . See ...
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... poet . No bitter , painful consequence of his action , as beautifully human as politically blamable , will be spared Salisbury , that the spectator may learn that , fundamentally , the purest humanity becomes an empty phrase if it be ...
... poet . No bitter , painful consequence of his action , as beautifully human as politically blamable , will be spared Salisbury , that the spectator may learn that , fundamentally , the purest humanity becomes an empty phrase if it be ...
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... Poet found in the older play .... Decked out in the historic lion's skin of Richard he is from the crown of his head to the sole of his foot a cowardly poltroon , in whom there is not a spark of Pandulpho , the Pope's Legate . 17 17 ...
... Poet found in the older play .... Decked out in the historic lion's skin of Richard he is from the crown of his head to the sole of his foot a cowardly poltroon , in whom there is not a spark of Pandulpho , the Pope's Legate . 17 17 ...
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... poet could not have well avoided this literal violation of propriety , both here and in the second Act , when he talks of ' bullets wrapp'd in fire . ' He uses terms which were familiar to his audience , to present a particular image to ...
... poet could not have well avoided this literal violation of propriety , both here and in the second Act , when he talks of ' bullets wrapp'd in fire . ' He uses terms which were familiar to his audience , to present a particular image to ...
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Angiers Arthur Austria Baft Bastard Blanch Capell character Church Coll Collier Compare conj Constance Craig crown Dauphin death Dono doth dramatic Duke of Austria Dyce Elinor emendation England English Exeunt father Faulconbridge fear Fleay Folio France French give grief hand hath haue heart heaven Henry Henry IV Henry VI Henry VIII Holinshed Hubert Hubert de Burgh Huds Iohn John's King John King of France Ktly Lady Lewis Lord Malone meaning mother Neils night noble old play older play Pandulph passage passion peace Philip Poet Pope et seq present line Prince Queen quotes Rann reading Richard Richard II Rlfe Rowe et seq Salisbury says scene seems sense Shakespeare ſhall Sing soul speech spirit Steev Steevens Swinstead thee Theob Theobald theſe thine thou tion Troublesome Raigne Varr vpon Warb word
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Seite 582 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form ; Then have I reason to be fond of grief.
Seite 651 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Seite 255 - Horatio, what a wounded name, Things standing thus unknown, shall live behind me ! If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, Absent thee from felicity awhile, And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain, To tell my story.
Seite 552 - John, Good friend, thou hast no cause to say so yet: But thou shalt have ; and creep time ne'er so slow, Yet it shall come, for me to do thee good. I had a thing to say, — But let it go : The sun is in the heaven, and the proud day, Attended with the pleasures of the world, Is all too wanton, and too full of gawds, To give me audience : — If the midnight bell Did, with his iron tongue and brazen mouth, Sound one unto the drowsy race of night...
Seite 572 - To be more prince) as may be. You are sad. Hub. Indeed, I have been merrier. Arth. Mercy on me ! Methinks, nobody should be sad but I : Yet, I remember, when I was in France, Young gentlemen would be as sad as night, Only for wantonness. By my Christendom, So I were out of prison, and kept sheep, I should be as merry as the day is long...
Seite 644 - O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wondering eyes Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him, When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds And sails upon the bosom of the air.
Seite 182 - Ye shall not afflict any widow, or fatherless child. If thou afflict them in any wise, and they cry at all unto me, I will surely hear their cry ; and my wrath shall wax hot, and I will kill you with the sword ; and your wives shall be widows, and your children fatherless.
Seite 576 - And, father cardinal, I have heard you say That we shall see and know our friends in heaven : If that be true, I shall see my boy again...
Seite 430 - As Plautus and Seneca are accounted the best for comedy and tragedy among the Latines, so Shakespeare among the English is the most excellent in both kinds for the stage...
Seite 379 - To monarchize, be fear'd and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable, and...