Life and Art of Edwin Booth

Macmillan, 1893 - 308 Seiten
"This biography rests upon intimate personal knowledge of the subject, and upon information furnished to me by Booth himself. He was aware that I intended to write his Life, and he expressed approval of that intention."from the author's preface

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Seite 261 - Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower ; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind ; In the primal sympathy Which having been must ever be ; In the soothing thoughts that spring Out of human suffering ; In the faith that looks through death, In years that bring the philosophic mind.
Seite 127 - I have been studying how I may compare This prison, where I live, unto the world : VOL.
Seite 193 - ... well-defined effects and concomitants, all of which are visible in Leontes, and, I boldly say, not one of which marks its presence in Othello; — such as, first, an excitability by the most inadequate causes, and an eagerness to snatch at proofs ; secondly, a grossness of conception, and a disposition to degrade the object of the passion by sensual fancies and images; thirdly, a sense of shame of his own feelings, exhibited in a solitary moodiness of...
Seite 106 - When I belonged to the Drury Lane Committee, and was one of the Sub-Committee of Management, the number of plays upon the shelves were about jive hundred. Conceiving that amongst these there must be some of merit, in person and by proxy I caused an investigation. I do not think that of those which I saw there was one which could be conscientiously tolerated.
Seite 160 - Nature at a single view : A loose he gave to his unbounded soul, And taught new lands to rise, new seas to roll ; Call'd into being scenes unknown before, And, passing Nature's bounds, was something more.
Seite 307 - 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.
Seite 160 - In the first seat, in robe of various dyes, A noble wildness flashing from his eyes, Sat Shakespeare — in one hand a wand he bore, For mighty wonders fatn'd in days of yore, The other held a globe, which to his will Obedient turn'd, and own'd the master's skill ; Things of the noblest kind his genius drew, And look'd thro...

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