Shakespeare: The Man and the Book: Being a Collection of Occasional Papers on the Bard and His Writings, 1. bölümTrübner & Company, printed by J. Allen, Birmingham, 1877 |
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Sayfa 68 - I remember, the players have often mentioned it as an honour to Shakespeare, that in his writing (whatsoever he penned) he never blotted out a line. My answer hath been, Would he had blotted a thousand.
Sayfa 64 - Yes, trust them not: for there is an upstart crow beautified with our feathers, that with his tiger's heart, wrapt 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 factotum, is in his own conceit the only Shake-scene in a country.
Sayfa 125 - Hamlet wrong'd Laertes ? Never Hamlet : If Hamlet from himself be ta'en away, And when he's not himself does wrong Laertes, Then Hamlet does it not ; Hamlet denies it. Who does it then ? His madness. If't be so, Hamlet is of the faction that is wrong'd ; His madness is poor Hamlet's enemy.
Sayfa 156 - CXLVI Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, . . . these rebel powers that thee array, Why dost thou pine within and suffer dearth, Painting thy outward walls so costly gay ? Why so large cost, having so short a lease, Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend ? Shall worms, inheritors of this excess, Eat up thy charge ? is this thy body's end ? Then, soul, live thou upon thy servant's loss, And let that pine to aggravate thy store; Buy terms divine in selling...
Sayfa 65 - With neither of them that take offence was I acquainted, and with one of them I care not if I never be...
Sayfa 68 - Sufflaminandus erat, as Augustus said of Haterius. His wit was in his own power, would the rule of it had been so too. Many times he fell into those things, could not escape laughter; as when he said in the person of Caesar, one speaking to him,
Sayfa 22 - Vare, tuum nomen, superet modo Mantua nobis, Mantua vae miserae nimium vicina Cremonae, cantantes sublime ferent ad sidera cycni.' L. Sic tua Cyrneas fugiant examina taxos, 30 sic cytiso pastae distendant ubera vaccae : incipe, si quid habes. Et me fecere poetam Pierides, sunt et mihi carmina, me quoque dicunt vatem pastores ; sed non ego credulus illis. Nam neque adhuc Vario videor nec dicere Cinna 35 digna, sed argutos inter strepere anser olores.
Sayfa 2 - Muses' anvil, turn the same (And himself with it) that he thinks to frame, Or for the laurel he may gain a scorn, For a good poet's made as well as born; And such wert thou.
Sayfa 68 - ... as Augustus said of Haterius. His wit was in his own power; would the rule of it had been so too. Many times he fell into those things could not escape laughter; as when he said in the person of Caesar, one speaking to him, "Caesar, thou dost me wrong," he replied, "Caesar did never wrong but with just cause"; and such like, which were ridiculous.
Sayfa 156 - ... large cost, having so short a lease, Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend? Shall worms, inheritors of this excess, Eat up thy charge? Is this thy body's end? Then, soul, live thou upon thy servant's loss. And let that pine to aggravate thy store; Buy terms divine in selling hours of dross; Within be fed, without be rich no more: So shall thou feed on Death, that feeds on men, And, Death once dead, there's no more dying then.