Shakespeare's Scholar: Being Historical and Critical Studies of His Text, Characters, and Commentators, with an Examination of Mr. Collier's Folio of 1632D. Appleton, 1854 - 504 Seiten |
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... emendations , adding my own solution of the difficulty in many cases in which it seemed to me that there was either no difficulty at all , or that the simplest means of solving it had been neglected . It was impossible that such a ...
... emendations , adding my own solution of the difficulty in many cases in which it seemed to me that there was either no difficulty at all , or that the simplest means of solving it had been neglected . It was impossible that such a ...
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... emendation is equally presumptuous and hopeless . But in those passages , the clear , calm , well con- nected flow of which is obstructed only by a single obstinate word or phrase , and the confusion of which is therefore obviously due ...
... emendation is equally presumptuous and hopeless . But in those passages , the clear , calm , well con- nected flow of which is obstructed only by a single obstinate word or phrase , and the confusion of which is therefore obviously due ...
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... emendation . " It does not seem to have occurred to the writer that there was no question of whether he thought this or that " very likely to be the true word . " If we even go so far as to suppose that much and most are equally adapted ...
... emendation . " It does not seem to have occurred to the writer that there was no question of whether he thought this or that " very likely to be the true word . " If we even go so far as to suppose that much and most are equally adapted ...
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... emendation is that , correct or incorrect , Shakespeare has the right to utter his own thoughts in his own words , and that we who read him have a right to his words as exactly as they can be ascertained for us . Hamlet says , " Unhand ...
... emendation is that , correct or incorrect , Shakespeare has the right to utter his own thoughts in his own words , and that we who read him have a right to his words as exactly as they can be ascertained for us . Hamlet says , " Unhand ...
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... emendation of the text to every one of his verbal critics , except , perhaps , Becket and Seymour ; and I have not only endeavored to show that the text of the first folio is clear in many passages which have been thought obscure and ...
... emendation of the text to every one of his verbal critics , except , perhaps , Becket and Seymour ; and I have not only endeavored to show that the text of the first folio is clear in many passages which have been thought obscure and ...
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Angelo appears authority beauty better Biron brother called character Claudio Collier's folio commentators conjecture copy Coriolanus correction corrector critics Cymbeline doth drama Duke Duke of Austria dun colored Dyce edition editors emendations evidently eyes fairy Falstaff fool gives Hamlet hath heart heaven Iago Imogen instance Isab Isabella Jaques Johnson Juliet King King of Hungary Knight labors lady learned lord lover Lucio Macbeth Malone means Measure for Measure melancholy Midsummer Night's Dream misprint never original folio original text Orlando Othello passage phrase plausible play poet poetry printed quarto readers remarks reply Rosalind says SCENE seems sense Shake Shakespeare wrote Shakespeare's day Shakespeare's text Shakesperian Singer Sir Thomas Hanmer song Sonnets speak speech spirit stage stands stanza Steevens strange suggestion supposed sweet tell text of Shakespeare thee Theseus thou thought tion Titania typographical error utter Variorum woman word written
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Seite 238 - To-day, my lord of Amiens and myself Did steal behind him, as he lay along Under an oak, whose antique root peeps out Upon the brook that brawls along this wood...
Seite 382 - Now, whether it be Bestial oblivion, or some craven scruple Of thinking too precisely on the event, A thought which quarter'd, hath but one part wisdom And ever three parts coward, I do not know Why yet I live to say ' This thing's to do;' Sith I have cause and will and strength and means To do't.
Seite 34 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly : If the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch, With his surcease, success ; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, — We'd jump the life to come.
Seite 118 - Heaven doth with us as we with torches do, Not light them for themselves ; for if our virtues Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not.
Seite 294 - A' made a finer end and went away an it had been any christom child; a' parted even just between twelve and one, even at the turning o' the tide: for after I saw him fumble with the sheets and play with flowers and smile upon his fingers...
Seite 44 - 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 ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Seite 212 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Seite 40 - The effect and it! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry 'Hold, hold!
Seite 158 - Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn ; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn : But my kisses bring again, , bring again, ' . -' Seals of love, but seal'd in vain. seal'd in vain.
Seite 118 - From too much liberty, my Lucio, liberty ; As surfeit is the father of much fast, So every scope by the immoderate use Turns to restraint; our natures do pursue (Like rats that ravin down their proper bane,) A thirsty evil ; and when we drinK, we die.