Strands Afar Remote: Israeli Perspectives on Shakespeare

Avraham Oz
University of Delaware Press, 1998 - 307 Seiten
This book is a collection of essays on Shakespeare and his contemporaries by Israeli writers. Topic matter includes friendship and love in the Merchant of Venice, Augustinian metaphor in As You Like It, motive, and meaning in All's Well That Ends Well, Shakespeare's translation into Hebrew, and so forth, as well as an afterword by the editor.

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The Rival Economies of Male Friendship and Heterosexual Love in The Merchant of Venice
Jew Moor and the Boundaries of Discourse in The Merchant of Venice
St Augustine Metaphor in As You Like It
The Desire for Representation and the Rape of Voice
Identity and Agency in Shakespeares
Motive and Meaning in Alls Well That Ends Well
The Isolation of the Tragic Protagonist
The Politics of Tamburlaine and Julius Caesar
Hamlets Entrails
Othello and Woyzeck as Tragic Heroes According to Aristotle and Hegel
Coriolanus and the Compulsion to Repeat
A Study in Historical Poetics
Prosper Our Colours A CaseNoncase for National Perspectives on Shakespeare and his Contemporaries

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Seite 64 - The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen; man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was.
Seite 148 - Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What do I fear ? myself ? there's none else by : Richard loves Richard ; that is, I am I. Is there a murderer here ? No. Yes, I am : Then fly. What, from myself ? Great reason why : Lest I revenge.
Seite 18 - It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a wife.
Seite 180 - Will sate itself in a celestial bed, And prey on garbage. But, soft! methinks, I scent the morning air; Brief let me be: — Sleeping within mine orchard, My custom always of the afternoon, Upon my secure hour thy uncle stole, With juice of cursed hebenon in a vial, And in the porches of mine ears did pour The leperous distilment...
Seite 60 - tis to pity and be pitied, Let gentleness my strong enforcement be : In the which hope I blush, and hide my sword.
Seite 64 - I have had a most rare vision. I have had a dream, — past the wit of man to say what dream it was : man is but an ass, if he go about to expound this dream.
Seite 78 - There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip, Nay, her foot speaks ; her wanton spirits look out At every joint and motive of her body. O, these encounterers, so glib of tongue, That give a coasting welcome ere it comes. And wide unclasp the tables of their thoughts To every ticklish reader ! set them down For sluttish spoils of opportunity, And daughters of the game. [Trumpet within. All. The Trojans
Seite 105 - Force should be right; or rather, right and wrong, Between whose endless jar justice resides, Should lose their names, and so should justice too. Then every thing includes itself in power, Power into will, will into appetite; And appetite, an universal wolf, So doubly seconded with will and power, Must make perforce an universal prey, And last eat up himself.

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