The Life of Mrs. Jordan: Including Original Private Correspondence, and Numerous Anecdotes of Her Contemporaries, 2±ÇE. Bull, 1831 |
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... attention to her - Grim- bald himself nervous - Haymarket season - Love Laughs at Locksmiths - Arthur Griffenhoof - Ralph Griffiths both of Turnham Green - Reviews De l'Esprit sur les Loix , ap- plied - The author's Maid of Bristol ...
... attention to her - Grim- bald himself nervous - Haymarket season - Love Laughs at Locksmiths - Arthur Griffenhoof - Ralph Griffiths both of Turnham Green - Reviews De l'Esprit sur les Loix , ap- plied - The author's Maid of Bristol ...
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... attention , for some weeks , from her untimely grave . Mrs. Siddons at length returned to the stage , and accepted a part in my Aurelio and Miranda , which I had , unadvisedly , founded upon the ro- mance of the Monk , to give my friend ...
... attention , for some weeks , from her untimely grave . Mrs. Siddons at length returned to the stage , and accepted a part in my Aurelio and Miranda , which I had , unadvisedly , founded upon the ro- mance of the Monk , to give my friend ...
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... attention to her style , if he imagined she could ever speak in the measured cadence of Mr. Kemble . It is impos- sible to exceed her in the admiration of that great actor ; but she certainly never wished his system to prevail upon the ...
... attention to her style , if he imagined she could ever speak in the measured cadence of Mr. Kemble . It is impos- sible to exceed her in the admiration of that great actor ; but she certainly never wished his system to prevail upon the ...
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... attention , or vehement applause to himself , he will interpret truly neither NATURE nor his AUTHOR , but stamp his own cha- racter as a mannerist , and beget a false taste in his audience . Some of our old comedies , those of ...
... attention , or vehement applause to himself , he will interpret truly neither NATURE nor his AUTHOR , but stamp his own cha- racter as a mannerist , and beget a false taste in his audience . Some of our old comedies , those of ...
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... attention . to the business for a moment ; his lips were always employed , and he was , probably , master of the language of every scene he was engaged in . His old men have been supplied with kindred , and some- times , equal power ...
... attention . to the business for a moment ; his lips were always employed , and he was , probably , master of the language of every scene he was engaged in . His old men have been supplied with kindred , and some- times , equal power ...
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247 ÆäÀÌÁö - Can such things be, And overcome us like a summer cloud, Without our special wonder...
91 ÆäÀÌÁö - What is a man, If his chief good, and market of his time, Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before, and after, gave us not That capability and godlike reason To fust in us unused.
59 ÆäÀÌÁö - tis a common proof, That lowliness is young ambition's ladder, Whereto the climber upward turns his face; But when he once attains the upmost round, He then unto the ladder turns his back, Looks in the clouds, scorning the base degrees By which he did ascend.
155 ÆäÀÌÁö - Weep with me, all you that read This little story: And know, for whom a tear you shed Death's self is sorry. 'Twas a child that so did thrive In grace and feature, As Heaven and Nature seem'd to strive Which own'd the creature. Years he number'd scarce thirteen When Fates turn'd cruel, Yet three fill'd zodiacs had he been The stage's jewel...
138 ÆäÀÌÁö - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world, Like a Colossus ; and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
84 ÆäÀÌÁö - And mark'd the clouds that drove before the wind, Ten thousand glorious systems would he build, Ten thousand great ideas fill'd his mind; But with the clouds they fled, and left no trace behind.
91 ÆäÀÌÁö - Now, whether it be Bestial oblivion, or some craven scruple Of thinking too precisely on the event, A thought which, quarter'd, hath but one part wisdom And ever three parts coward, I do not know Why yet I live to say 'This thing's to do;' Sith I have cause and will and strength and means To do't.
140 ÆäÀÌÁö - Come, Antony, and young Octavius, come, Revenge yourselves alone on Cassius, For Cassius is aweary of the world ; Hated by one he loves...
3 ÆäÀÌÁö - ... perfectly free. It is assumed, I know, to give dignity and variety to the style ; but whatever success the attempt may sometimes have, it is always obtained at the expense of purity and of the graces that are natural and appropriate to our language. It is true that when the exigence calls for auxiliaries of all sorts, and common language becomes unequal to the demands of extraordinary thoughts, something ought to be conceded to the necessities which make " ambition virtue ;" but the allowances...
11 ÆäÀÌÁö - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge ; And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep!