Introduction to Shakespeare's Plays, Containing an Essay on OratoryJohn Bell; and C. Etherington, at York, 1773 - 57 頁 |
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... painting charms us ; all " the effential parts of eloquencce tend to please ; " but merely pleafing is not the most important " aim ; ideas and expreffions , which only tickle " the ear , may be deemed quaint turns ; all graces " of ...
... painting charms us ; all " the effential parts of eloquencce tend to please ; " but merely pleafing is not the most important " aim ; ideas and expreffions , which only tickle " the ear , may be deemed quaint turns ; all graces " of ...
第 22 頁
... painted rage ; to weep with grief ; and to mourn for virtue in diftrefs : elective fympathy is when we make , choice of ... painting of the Poet's pen , aided by the na- tural and forcible talents of a good Actor ; who is , in every ...
... painted rage ; to weep with grief ; and to mourn for virtue in diftrefs : elective fympathy is when we make , choice of ... painting of the Poet's pen , aided by the na- tural and forcible talents of a good Actor ; who is , in every ...
第 26 頁
... painting a quicknefs and boldness of vegetation , while the imagination is raised to a more than ordinary height , by particularifing fkies . In the third line , chill is distinguished as a cha- racteristic quality of the climate of ...
... painting a quicknefs and boldness of vegetation , while the imagination is raised to a more than ordinary height , by particularifing fkies . In the third line , chill is distinguished as a cha- racteristic quality of the climate of ...
第 33 頁
... painted fair to look like you : There's in you all that we believe of Heaven ; Amazing brightnefs , purity , and truth , Eternal joy , and everlasting love . An inftance of Climax in vindictive Rage we have in the following lines of ...
... painted fair to look like you : There's in you all that we believe of Heaven ; Amazing brightnefs , purity , and truth , Eternal joy , and everlasting love . An inftance of Climax in vindictive Rage we have in the following lines of ...
第 51 頁
... it remains to confider , to comprehend , and to feel the fubject ; without which expreffion must be languid , unaffecting , and wearifome . What we E 2 read read or fpeak unfelt , must be like painting with ESSAY ON ORATORY .
... it remains to confider , to comprehend , and to feel the fubject ; without which expreffion must be languid , unaffecting , and wearifome . What we E 2 read read or fpeak unfelt , must be like painting with ESSAY ON ORATORY .
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第 41 頁 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee: — I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not , fatal vision , sensible To feeling as to sight? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
第 45 頁 - How that might change his nature, there's the question: It is the bright day that brings forth the adder; And that craves wary walking. Crown him? — that? And then, I grant, we put a sting in him, That at his will he may do danger with.
第 48 頁 - ... creeping like snail Unwillingly to school. And then the Lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress
第 41 頁 - Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses, Or else worth all the rest ; I see thee still, And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood, Which was not so before.
第 35 頁 - Farewell the tranquil mind ! Farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, That make ambition virtue ! O, farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner ; and all quality. Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war ! And O, you mortal engines, whose rude throats The immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit, Farewell ! Othello's occupation's gone ! lago.
第 38 頁 - O my soul's joy ! If after every tempest come such calms, May the winds blow till they have waken'd death ! And let the labouring bark climb hills of seas, Olympus-high ; and duck again as low As hell's from heaven ! If it were now to die, 'Twere now to be most happy ; for, I fear, My soul hath her content so absolute, That not another comfort like to this Succeeds in unknown fate.
第 30 頁 - He is the Rock, his work is perfect : for all his ways are judgment: a God of truth and without iniquity, just and right is he.
第 40 頁 - Which reason, joining or disjoining, frames All what we' affirm or what deny, and call Our knowledge or opinion ; then retires Into her private cell, when nature rests. Oft in her absence mimic fancy wakes To imitate her; but, misjoining shapes, Wild work produces oft, and most in dreams ; 111 matching words and deeds long past or late.
第 30 頁 - For the Lord's portion is his people ; Jacob is the lot of his inheritance. He found him in a desert land, and in the waste howling wilderness; he led him about, he instructed him, he kept him as the apple of his eye.
第 45 頁 - Tis a confummation Devoutly to be wifh'd. To die — to fleep — To fleep ' perchance to dream ? ay, there's the rub ; For in that fleep of death what dreams may come, When we have fhuffied off this mortal coil, Muft give us paufe.