Characteristics of Women: Moral, Poetical, and HistoricalSaunders and Otley, 1858 - 632 páginas |
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... expression of them . In character , it is the absence of truth , sensibility , and reflection . vulgar in manner , is the result of vulgarity of character ; it is grossness , hardness , or affectation . If you would see how Shak- speare ...
... expression of them . In character , it is the absence of truth , sensibility , and reflection . vulgar in manner , is the result of vulgarity of character ; it is grossness , hardness , or affectation . If you would see how Shak- speare ...
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... expression than any part of the dialogue appropriated to Beatrice and Rosa- lind , may excuse it to our judgment , but does not reconcile it to our taste . Much has been said , and more might be said on this subject - but I would rather ...
... expression than any part of the dialogue appropriated to Beatrice and Rosa- lind , may excuse it to our judgment , but does not reconcile it to our taste . Much has been said , and more might be said on this subject - but I would rather ...
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... expressions , which are calculated to strike a shuddering horror through the nerves— the reflection she interposes - her delays and circumlocution to give time for any latent feeling of commiseration to display itself all , all are ...
... expressions , which are calculated to strike a shuddering horror through the nerves— the reflection she interposes - her delays and circumlocution to give time for any latent feeling of commiseration to display itself all , all are ...
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... expression almost fearful ; and both are carried to an extreme , which is perfectly in character : O faithless coward ! O dishonest wretch ! Wilt thou be made a man out of my vice ? Is ' t not a kind of incest to take life From thine ...
... expression almost fearful ; and both are carried to an extreme , which is perfectly in character : O faithless coward ! O dishonest wretch ! Wilt thou be made a man out of my vice ? Is ' t not a kind of incest to take life From thine ...
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... expression , common to both , are more becoming to the mascu- line than to the feminine character . Any woman might love such a cavalier as Bene- dick , and be proud of his affection ; his valour , his wit , and his gaiety sit so grace ...
... expression , common to both , are more becoming to the mascu- line than to the feminine character . Any woman might love such a cavalier as Bene- dick , and be proud of his affection ; his valour , his wit , and his gaiety sit so grace ...
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Página 237 - 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...
Página 168 - Thou mayst prove false: at lovers' perjuries, They say, Jove laughs. O gentle Romeo ! If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully: Or if thou think'st I am too quickly won, I'll frown and be perverse and say thee nay, So thou wilt woo; but else, not for the world. In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond; And therefore thou mayst think my 'haviour light: But trust me, gentleman, I'll prove more true Than those that have more cunning to be strange.
Página 93 - The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark, When neither is attended ; and, I think, The nightingale, if she should sing by day, When every goose is cackling, would be thought No better a musician than the wren.
Página 238 - Even here undone ! I was not much afeard : for once, or twice, I was about to speak ; and tell him plainly, The selfsame sun, that shines upon his court, Hides not his visage from our cottage, but Looks on alike.— Will 't please you, sir, be gone?
Página 113 - It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes : 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest ; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown. His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings ; But mercy is above this sceptred sway : It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself, And earthly power doth then show likest God's, When mercy seasons justice.
Página 240 - Give me those flowers there, Dorcas. — Reverend sirs, For you there's rosemary and rue ; these keep Seeming and savour all the Winter long : Grace and remembrance be to you both,7 And welcome to our shearing ! Polix.
Página 12 - Yes, I am proud; I must be proud to see Men not afraid of God afraid of me: Safe from the Bar, the Pulpit, and the Throne, Yet touched and shamed by ridicule alone.
Página 115 - Could great men thunder As Jove himself does, Jove would ne'er be quiet, For every pelting, petty officer, Would use his heaven for thunder ; Nothing but thunder.
Página 114 - Though justice be thy plea, consider this, That, in the course of justice, none of us Should see salvation: we do pray for mercy; And that same prayer doth teach us all to render The deeds of mercy.
Página 168 - I should have been more strange, I must confess, But that thou overheard'st, ere I was ware, My true love's passion: therefore pardon me, And not impute this yielding to light love, Which the dark night hath so discovered.