Shakspeare and His Contemporaries: Together with the Plots of His Plays, Theatres and Actors

W. Tegg, 1879 - 244 páginas

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Página 198 - Yet must I not give Nature all; thy art, My gentle Shakespeare, must enjoy a part. For though the poet's matter nature be, His art doth give the fashion; and that he Who casts to write a living line must sweat (Such as thine are), and strike the second heat Upon the Muses...
Página 187 - In the name of God, Amen. I William Shakspeare, of Stratford-upon-Avon, in the county of Warwick, gent, in perfect health and memory (God be praised), do make and ordain this my last will and testament in manner and form following: that is to say— First, I commend my soul into the hands of God my Creator, hoping, and assuredly believing, through the only merits of Jesus Christ my Saviour, to be made partaker of life everlasting; and my body to the earth whereof it is made.
Página 14 - 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...
Página 191 - ... and for default of such issue, the said premises to be and remain to my said niece Hall, and heirs males of her body lawfully issuing; and for default of such issue, to my daughter Judith, and the heirs males of her body lawfully issuing ; and for default of such issue, to the right heirs of me the said William Shakspeare for ever. Item, I give unto my wife my second best bed, with the furniture.
Página 197 - Triumph, my Britain ! thou hast one to show, To whom all scenes of Europe homage owe. He was not of an age, but for all time...
Página 193 - Far more than cost ; since all that he hath writ " Leaves living art but page to serve his wit.
Página 13 - Reade him, therefore; and againe, and againe: And if then you doe not like him, surely you are in some manifest danger, not to understand him.
Página 199 - WHAT needs my Shakespeare, for his honour'd bones, The labour of an age in piled stones? Or that his hallow'd relics should be hid Under a star-ypointing pyramid? Dear son of memory, great heir of fame, What need'st thou such weak witness of thy name? Thou, in our wonder and astonishment, Hast built thyself a livelong monument.
Página 13 - ... (before) you were abused with divers stolen and surreptitious copies, maimed and deformed by the frauds and stealth of injurious impostors that exposed them; even those are now offered to your view, cured, and perfect of their limbs ; and all the rest absolute in their numbers, as he conceived them.
Página 196 - To draw no envy (Shakespeare) on thy name, Am I thus ample to thy book, and fame. While I confess thy writings to be such, As neither man, nor muse, can praise too much Tis true, and all men's suffrage.

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