The Works of Beaumont and Fletcher: In Fourteen Volumes: with an Introduction and Explanatory Notes, 1. sējumsJ. Ballantyne, 1812 - 14 lappuses |
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viii. lappuse
... passages which occur in that poet's writings . Oldys , supposing this epistle to have been the production of the dramatic writer , concludes , that the age at which the lat- ter is said to have died must be founded on erroneous infor ...
... passages which occur in that poet's writings . Oldys , supposing this epistle to have been the production of the dramatic writer , concludes , that the age at which the lat- ter is said to have died must be founded on erroneous infor ...
xxxv. lappuse
... passage in old literature , which seems to indicate an enmity , or even coolness , between him and Shakspeare at one part of their lives , ( and particularly that very strong passage in The Return from Parnassus , ) are set down as ...
... passage in old literature , which seems to indicate an enmity , or even coolness , between him and Shakspeare at one part of their lives , ( and particularly that very strong passage in The Return from Parnassus , ) are set down as ...
xxxvi. lappuse
... passage in his preface , exclaims , with considerable eloquence , and cer- tainly with a degree of enthusiasm which is ea- sily communicated to every admirer of our an- cient dramatists , " Now , reader , when thou art fired with rage ...
... passage in his preface , exclaims , with considerable eloquence , and cer- tainly with a degree of enthusiasm which is ea- sily communicated to every admirer of our an- cient dramatists , " Now , reader , when thou art fired with rage ...
xxxix. lappuse
... passages of poetical merit , which would be searched for in vain . The following is " an epitaph on Mr John Fletcher and Mr Philip Massinger , who lie both buried in one grave in St Mary Overy's church , in Southwark : " " In the same ...
... passages of poetical merit , which would be searched for in vain . The following is " an epitaph on Mr John Fletcher and Mr Philip Massinger , who lie both buried in one grave in St Mary Overy's church , in Southwark : " " In the same ...
lvi. lappuse
... ; a drama re- plete with the most poetical passages , and some of the characters of which are drawn with con- summate art ; but , unfortunately , the subject of the plot is too extravagant to render the success of lvi INTRODUCTION .
... ; a drama re- plete with the most poetical passages , and some of the characters of which are drawn with con- summate art ; but , unfortunately , the subject of the plot is too extravagant to render the success of lvi INTRODUCTION .
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clxv. lappuse - Do my face (If thou had'st ever feeling of a sorrow) Thus, thus, Antiphila : strive to make me look Like Sorrow's monument ; and the trees about me, Let them be dry and leafless ; let the rocks Groan with continual surges ; and behind me, Make all a desolation.
cxcvi. lappuse - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod...
clix. lappuse - 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...
xxxv. lappuse - What things have we seen Done at the ' Mermaid ? ' Heard words that have been So nimble, and so full of subtle flame, As if that every one from whence they came Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest, And had resolved to live a fool the rest Of his dull life.
lxx. lappuse - Beaumont and Fletcher, of whom I am next to speak, had, with the advantage of Shakespeare's wit, which was their precedent, great natural gifts improved by study; Beaumont especially being so accurate a judge of plays that Ben Jonson, while he lived, submitted all his writings to his censure, and, 'tis thought, used his judgment in correcting, if not contriving all his plots.
cl. lappuse - Every Man out of his Humour," usurped that dictatorship, in the Literary Republic, which he so sturdily and invariably maintained, though long and hardily disputed.
190. lappuse - Troul the black bowl to me ;" and a woman that will sing a catch in her travail. I have seen a man come by my door with a serious face, in a black cloak, without a hatband, carrying his head as if he look'd for pins in the street.
cxxxix. lappuse - ... off, before he committed one word to writing, and never touched pen till all was to stand as firm and immutable as if engraven in brass or marble.
clix. lappuse - em. he would weep, As if he meant to make 'em grow again. Seeing such pretty helpless innocence Dwell in his face, I ask'd him all his story. He told me, that his parents gentle died, Leaving him to the mercy of the fields, Which gave him roots ; and of the crystal springs, Which did not stop their courses ; and the sun, Which still, he thank'd him, yielded him his light.
143. lappuse - By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap To pluck bright Honour from the pale-faced moon, Or dive into the bottom of the deep, Where fathom-line could never touch the ground, And pluck up drowned Honour by the locks; So he that doth redeem her thence might wear Without corrival all her dignities.