The English Novel in the Time of ShakespeareT. Fisher Unwin, 1899 - 433 lappuses |
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1.–5. rezultāts no 51.
24. lappuse
... passion for the novel which does not exist in the same degree in any other nation , only ac- quired its full strength in England in the eighteenth century . At that time English novels produced in Europe the effect of a revelation ...
... passion for the novel which does not exist in the same degree in any other nation , only ac- quired its full strength in England in the eighteenth century . At that time English novels produced in Europe the effect of a revelation ...
27. lappuse
... passion and refined emotion ; others chiefly concerned themselves with minute observation of real life , and strove to place before the reader the outward features of their characters in a fashion impressive enough to enable him to ...
... passion and refined emotion ; others chiefly concerned themselves with minute observation of real life , and strove to place before the reader the outward features of their characters in a fashion impressive enough to enable him to ...
35. lappuse
... passions . All the enemies they have in common with Beowulf , be they men or armies , monsters or sorcerers , they can fight and subdue ; but enemies unknown to the Gothic warrior oppose them now more effectually than giants , stormy ...
... passions . All the enemies they have in common with Beowulf , be they men or armies , monsters or sorcerers , they can fight and subdue ; but enemies unknown to the Gothic warrior oppose them now more effectually than giants , stormy ...
44. lappuse
... passions , the stirring plot , the natural play of various characters , the very human mixture of grossness and tenderness , of love songs and rough jokes , the portraits of actual beings belonging to real life and not to dreamland . It ...
... passions , the stirring plot , the natural play of various characters , the very human mixture of grossness and tenderness , of love songs and rough jokes , the portraits of actual beings belonging to real life and not to dreamland . It ...
56. lappuse
... passionate tempera- ment nor a wandering imagination , he tells , without any apparent emotion , the most important of his stories , even the last battle of his hero and his final disappearance , when he is borne by fairies into the ...
... passionate tempera- ment nor a wandering imagination , he tells , without any apparent emotion , the most important of his stories , even the last battle of his hero and his final disappearance , when he is borne by fairies into the ...
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181. lappuse - I'd have you buy and sell so ; so give alms ; Pray so ; and, for the ordering your affairs, To sing them too. When you do dance, I wish you A wave o' the sea, that you might ever do Nothing but that...
197. lappuse - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale ; look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out...
164. lappuse - Yes, trust them not: for there is an upstart Crow, beautified with our feathers, that with his Tiger's heart wrapped in a Player's hide, supposes he is as well able to bombast out a blank verse as the best of you: and being an absolute Johannes fac totum, is in his own conceit the only Shake-scene in a country.
93. lappuse - Italy ; the buskins of the women was not forgot, and what country weed I thought best becoming gentlewomen. The queen said she had clothes of every sort, which every day thereafter, so long as I was there, she changed. One day she had the English weed, another the French, and another the Italian, and so forth.
96. lappuse - ... next came the Queen, in the sixty-fifth year of her age, as we were told, very majestic; her face oblong, fair but wrinkled; her eyes small, yet black and pleasant, her nose a little hooked; her lips narrow, and her teeth black...
272. lappuse - Sweet harmonist! and beautiful as sweet! And young as beautiful! and soft as young! And gay as soft! and innocent as gay ! And happy (if aught happy here) as good ! For Fortune fond, had built her nest on high.
230. lappuse - ... in comparison. Then would he add certain praises, by telling what a peerless beast the horse was, the only serviceable courtier, without flattery, the beast of most beauty, faithfulness, courage, and such more, that if I had not been a piece of a logician before I came to him, I think he would have persuaded me to have wished myself a horse.
251. lappuse - O all-seeing light, and eternal life of all things, to whom nothing is either so great that it may resist, or so small that it is contemned : look upon my misery with Thine eye of mercy, and let Thine infinite power vouchsafe to limit out some proportion of deliverance unto me, as to Thee shall seem most convenient.
196. lappuse - Well, do not swear: although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract to-night : It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden ; Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be, Ere one can say — It lightens.
240. lappuse - Having this day my horse, my hand, my lance Guided so well that I obtain'd the prize, Both by the judgment of the English eyes And of some sent from that sweet enemy France...