The Plays of William Shakspeare: In Fifteen Volumes. With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators. To which are Added NotesT. Longman, 1793 |
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... nature . This was neceffarily a previous inquiry ; and I hope I may affume with fome con- fidence , what one of the firft criticks of the age was pleafed to declare on reading the former edi- tion , that " The queftion is now for ever ...
... nature . This was neceffarily a previous inquiry ; and I hope I may affume with fome con- fidence , what one of the firft criticks of the age was pleafed to declare on reading the former edi- tion , that " The queftion is now for ever ...
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... natural foil is mistaken for a hot - bed , and the natives of the banks of Avon are fcientifically choked with the culture of ex- oticks . 2 Mr. Seward , in his Preface to Beaumont and Fletcher , 10 Vols . Svo . 1750 . Thus much for ...
... natural foil is mistaken for a hot - bed , and the natives of the banks of Avon are fcientifically choked with the culture of ex- oticks . 2 Mr. Seward , in his Preface to Beaumont and Fletcher , 10 Vols . Svo . 1750 . Thus much for ...
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... Nature only helpt him , for looke thorow " This whole book , thou shalt find he doth not borow , " One phrafe from Greekes , not Latines imitate , " Nor once from vulgar languages tranflate . " 6 Suckling oppofed his eafier frain to the ...
... Nature only helpt him , for looke thorow " This whole book , thou shalt find he doth not borow , " One phrafe from Greekes , not Latines imitate , " Nor once from vulgar languages tranflate . " 6 Suckling oppofed his eafier frain to the ...
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... nature was all the art used upon him , as he himself , if alive , would confefs . " And may we not fay , he did confefs it , when he apologized for his untutored lines to his noble patron the Earl of Southampton ? -this lift of ...
... nature was all the art used upon him , as he himself , if alive , would confefs . " And may we not fay , he did confefs it , when he apologized for his untutored lines to his noble patron the Earl of Southampton ? -this lift of ...
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... nature to claffick ground , where alone , he knew , his author could poffibly cope with him . Thefe criticks , and ... natural defcription and every moral fentiment . Indeed by the kind affiftance of the various Excerpta , Sententiæ ...
... nature to claffick ground , where alone , he knew , his author could poffibly cope with him . Thefe criticks , and ... natural defcription and every moral fentiment . Indeed by the kind affiftance of the various Excerpta , Sententiæ ...
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Sida 506 - To draw no envy, Shakespeare, on thy name, Am I thus ample to thy book and fame; While I confess thy writings to be such As neither man nor Muse can praise too much.
Sida 506 - Or blind affection, which doth ne'er advance The truth, but gropes, and urgeth all by chance; Or crafty malice might pretend this praise, And think to ruin, where it seemed to raise.
Sida 530 - This pencil take (she said) whose colours clear Richly paint the vernal year : Thine, too, these golden keys, immortal Boy ! This can unlock the gates of Joy ; Of Horror that, and thrilling Fears, Or ope the sacred source of sympathetic Tears.
Sida 316 - His mind and hand went together ; and what he thought, he uttered with that easiness, that we have scarce received from him a blot in his papers.
Sida 506 - Shakespeare, must enjoy a part. For though the poet's matter nature be, His art doth give the fashion; and, that he Who casts to write a living line, must sweat (Such as thine are) and strike the second heat Upon the Muses...
Sida 506 - And shake a stage; or, when thy socks were on Leave thee alone for the comparison Of all that insolent Greece or haughty Rome Sent forth, or since did from their ashes come. Triumph, my Britain, thou hast one to show To whom all scenes of Europe homage owe.
Sida 176 - True, representing some principal pieces of the reign of Henry the Eighth, which was set forth with many extraordinary circumstances of pomp and majesty, even to the matting of the stage ; the Knights of the order, with their Georges and Garter, the guards with their embroidered coats and the like; sufficient, in truth, within a while to make greatness very familiar, if not ridiculous.
Sida 523 - WHEN Learning's triumph o'er her barb'rous foes First rear'd the stage, immortal Shakspeare rose ; Each change of many-colour'd life he drew, Exhausted worlds, and then imagin'd new: Existence saw him spurn her bounded reign, And panting Time toil'd after him in vain. His pow'rful strokes presiding Truth impress'd, And unresisted Passion storm'd the breast.
Sida 506 - The applause, delight, the wonder of our stage! My Shakespeare, rise! I will not lodge thee by Chaucer, or Spenser, or bid Beaumont lie A little further, to make thee a room: Thou art a monument without a tomb, And art alive still while thy book doth live And we have wits to read and praise to give.
Sida 521 - Hence when lightning fires The arch of Heaven, and thunders rock the ground, When furious whirlwinds rend the howling air, And Ocean, groaning from his lowest bed, Heaves his tempestuous billows to the sky ; Amid the mighty uproar, while below The nations tremble, SHAKSPEARE looks abroad From some high cliff, superior, and enjoys The elemental war.