Critical essaysJ.M. Dent & Company, 1903 |
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... moral instruction . But Hamlet himself — what does he suffer meanwhile by being dragged forth as a public schoolmaster , to give lectures to the crowd ! Why , nine parts in ten of what Hamlet does , are transactions between himself and ...
... moral instruction . But Hamlet himself — what does he suffer meanwhile by being dragged forth as a public schoolmaster , to give lectures to the crowd ! Why , nine parts in ten of what Hamlet does , are transactions between himself and ...
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... moral fences . Barn- well is a wretched murderer ; there is a certain fit- ness between his neck and the rope ; he is the legitimate heir to the gallows ; nobody who thinks at all can think of any alleviating circumstances in his case ...
... moral fences . Barn- well is a wretched murderer ; there is a certain fit- ness between his neck and the rope ; he is the legitimate heir to the gallows ; nobody who thinks at all can think of any alleviating circumstances in his case ...
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... moral offence , but for her clinging and noble credulity - to see her lean upon that fint , and by the strong workings of passion imagine it a god - is one of the most afflicting lessons of the yearn- ings of the human heart and its sad ...
... moral offence , but for her clinging and noble credulity - to see her lean upon that fint , and by the strong workings of passion imagine it a god - is one of the most afflicting lessons of the yearn- ings of the human heart and its sad ...
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... moral battery , no one step of which you can detect , or say this is decidedly going too far , vanquishes at last the ice of her scruples , brings her into an infinite scrape , and then with her own infinite good humour sets all to ...
... moral battery , no one step of which you can detect , or say this is decidedly going too far , vanquishes at last the ice of her scruples , brings her into an infinite scrape , and then with her own infinite good humour sets all to ...
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... moral sense was suddenly called in to assist in the mortifying negation of their own pleasure . They could not applaud , for dis- appointment ; they would not condemn , for morality's sake . The interest stood stone still ; and John's ...
... moral sense was suddenly called in to assist in the mortifying negation of their own pleasure . They could not applaud , for dis- appointment ; they would not condemn , for morality's sake . The interest stood stone still ; and John's ...
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Seite 149 - Thus this brook has conveyed his ashes into Avon, Avon into Severn, Severn into the narrow seas, they into the main ocean; and thus the ashes of Wickliffe are the emblem of his doctrine, which now is dispersed all the world over.
Seite 213 - Swinging slow with sullen roar; Or if the air will not permit, Some still removed place will fit, Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom, Far from all resort of mirth, Save the cricket on the hearth, Or the bellman's drowsy charm To bless the doors from nightly harm.
Seite 28 - And made myself a motley to the view. **!!** O, for my sake, do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand ; And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand.
Seite 212 - All but yon widow'd solitary thing, That feebly bends beside the plashy spring : She, wretched matron, forced in age, for bread, To strip the brook with mantling cresses spread...
Seite 33 - What gesture shall we appropriate to this ? What has the voice or the eye to do with such things ? But the play is beyond all art, as the tamperings with it show ; it is too hard and stony ; it must have love-scenes and a happy ending. It is not enough that Cordelia is a daughter, she must shine as a lover too. Tate has put his hook in the nostrils of this Leviathan, for Garrick and his followers, the showmen of the scene, to draw the mighty beast about more easily.
Seite 161 - ... unconsuming fire of light, In the green trees ; and, kindling on all sides Their leafy umbrage, turns the dusky veil Into a substance glorious as her own, Yea with her own incorporated, by power Capacious and serene. Like power abides In Man's celestial Spirit ; Virtue thus Sets forth and magnifies herself; thus feeds A calm, a beautiful, and silent fire, From the incumbrances of mortal life, From error, disappointment, — nay from guilt ; And sometimes, so relenting Justice wills, From palpable...
Seite 33 - ... from the stage of life the only decorous thing for him. If he is to live and be happy after, if he could sustain this world's burden after, why all this pudder and preparation, — why torment us with all this unnecessary sympathy? As if the childish pleasure of getting his gilt robes and sceptre again could tempt him to act over again his misused station, — as if at his years, and with his experience, anything was left but to die.
Seite 163 - Life's autumn past, I stand on winter's verge; And daily lose what I desire to keep : Yet rather would I instantly decline To the traditionary sympathies Of a most rustic ignorance, and take A fearful apprehension from the owl Or death-watch : and as readily rejoice, If two auspicious magpies crossed my way; — To this would rather bend than see and hear The repetitions wearisome of sense, Where soul is dead, and feeling hath no place...
Seite 189 - Half-hidden, like a mermaid in seaweed, Pensive awhile she dreams awake, and sees In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled.
Seite 326 - Essays, a book which wants only a sounder religious feeling, to be as delightful as it is original.