A Philosophical Analysis and Illustration of Some of Shakespeare's Remarkable CharactersJ. Murray, 1774 - 224 頁 |
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... nature , and inti- mately acquainted with the conftitution of the human mind , not by a long train of metaphyfical deductions , but , as it were , by immediate intuition , difplays the work- ings of every affection , detects the origin ...
... nature , and inti- mately acquainted with the conftitution of the human mind , not by a long train of metaphyfical deductions , but , as it were , by immediate intuition , difplays the work- ings of every affection , detects the origin ...
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... nature , and of borrowing affiftance from the poets , and especially from Shakespeare , will be more particu- larly illuftrated in the following remarks . The ftudy of human nature has been often and variously recommended . " Know ...
... nature , and of borrowing affiftance from the poets , and especially from Shakespeare , will be more particu- larly illuftrated in the following remarks . The ftudy of human nature has been often and variously recommended . " Know ...
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William Richardson. By reducing it to practice , we learn the dignity of human nature : Our emulation is excited by contemplating our divine . original : And , by discovering the capacity and extent of our faculties , we become defirous ...
William Richardson. By reducing it to practice , we learn the dignity of human nature : Our emulation is excited by contemplating our divine . original : And , by discovering the capacity and extent of our faculties , we become defirous ...
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... nature in the growth of a plant , or the formation of an infect . They spare neither labour nor expence , to fill their cabinets with every curious production : They travel from climate to climate : They fubmit with chearfulness to ...
... nature in the growth of a plant , or the formation of an infect . They spare neither labour nor expence , to fill their cabinets with every curious production : They travel from climate to climate : They fubmit with chearfulness to ...
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... nature is barren or un- pleafant ? Or that mind , thus actuated and informed , is lefs worthy of our notice than the infect produced at noon - tide , to finifh its existence with the fetting fun ? " Shall a man , " fays Socrates , " be ...
... nature is barren or un- pleafant ? Or that mind , thus actuated and informed , is lefs worthy of our notice than the infect produced at noon - tide , to finifh its existence with the fetting fun ? " Shall a man , " fays Socrates , " be ...
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第 127 頁 - Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me! You would play upon me; you would seem to know my stops; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass: and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ. Yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe?
第 124 頁 - That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee.
第 114 頁 - I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood.
第 66 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 159 頁 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon...
第 121 頁 - What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her/ What would he do, Had he the motive and the cue for passion That I have...
第 28 頁 - Like Niobe, all tears; why she, even she, — O God ! a beast, that wants discourse of reason, Would have mourn'd longer, — married with my uncle, My father's brother, but no more like my father Than I to Hercules...
第 129 頁 - Tis now the very witching time of night When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world. Now could I drink hot blood, And do such bitter business as the day Would quake to look on.
第 56 頁 - Cannot be ill ; cannot be good : — If ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth ? I am thane of Cawdor : If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, Against the use of nature...
第 61 頁 - Your face, my thane, is as a book, where men May read strange matters : — To beguile the time, Look like the time; bear welcome in your eye, Your hand, your tongue: look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under it.