Critical Essays on Dramatic PoetryL. Davis and C. Reymers, 1761 - 274 pages |
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... speak , because it would be easier and more natural ? It is probable that verfe will be every where found neceffary in the tragic scene , and rhime always in our's . It is even to this constraint of rhime , and to the ex- treme severity ...
... speak , because it would be easier and more natural ? It is probable that verfe will be every where found neceffary in the tragic scene , and rhime always in our's . It is even to this constraint of rhime , and to the ex- treme severity ...
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... speak with any fuccefs . Within that circle none durft move but he . Dryden . The more majestic or awful a theatrical action , the more infipid a frequent re- petition ; as the account of battles , than which , nothing can be more ...
... speak with any fuccefs . Within that circle none durft move but he . Dryden . The more majestic or awful a theatrical action , the more infipid a frequent re- petition ; as the account of battles , than which , nothing can be more ...
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... speak to him . This fpectacle was pleasing ; but it was the only good thing in the whole play . For my part , I muft confefs it was not without fome dread that I introduced on the french theatre the fenators of Rome in red robes , and ...
... speak to him . This fpectacle was pleasing ; but it was the only good thing in the whole play . For my part , I muft confefs it was not without fome dread that I introduced on the french theatre the fenators of Rome in red robes , and ...
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... speak in Bru- tus , when Titus is accused before them ; and from encreafing the terror of the fituation by the surprise and grief of these fathers of Rome , who must have marked their aftonishment otherwife than by dumb fhew ; but which ...
... speak in Bru- tus , when Titus is accused before them ; and from encreafing the terror of the fituation by the surprise and grief of these fathers of Rome , who must have marked their aftonishment otherwife than by dumb fhew ; but which ...
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... speak . For my part , I have learned from you , reverend father , to avoid fuch meanneffes ; you have taught me how to live , as well as how to write .. The Mufes fweet , heavenly train ,. Are not an envious fift'rhood : Ambrofia is ...
... speak . For my part , I have learned from you , reverend father , to avoid fuch meanneffes ; you have taught me how to live , as well as how to write .. The Mufes fweet , heavenly train ,. Are not an envious fift'rhood : Ambrofia is ...
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Æneid affert againſt alfo almoſt alſo Alzira ancient anſwer Athens beauties becauſe beſt Brutus Cæfar cardinal Richelieu caufe chineſe Cinna comedy Corneille cuſtom defire Edipus engliſh Euripides expreffed faid fame fatisfied faults fcene feems fentiments feveral fhall fhew fhould fimple fince firft firſt fome fometimes foon fpectacle France french ftage ftill fubject fuccefs fuch fuperior gallantry genius greateſt Greeks himſelf hiſtory honour imitated interefting itſelf laft laſt lefs manner Mariamne Merope moft monfieur de Voltaire moſt Motte mufic muft muſt myſelf nation nature neceffary notwithſtanding paffages paffion Paris perfonages perfons Phædra philofopher piece play pleaſed pleaſure poet poetry poffefs prefent profe publiſhed Racine raiſe reafon refpects reprefent repreſentation ridicule ſay ſcene ſeems Semiramis Shakeſpear ſhall ſome Sophocles ſpeak ſtage Tartuffe taſte theatre thefe themſelves theſe thofe thoſe three unities tragedy tragic tranflated uſe verfe verſes Virgil Voltaire whofe whoſe write wrote Zara
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Page 15 - Had you rather Caesar were living and die all slaves, than that Caesar were dead, to live all free men? As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him : but, as he was ambitious, I slew him. There is tears for his love; joy for his fortune; honour for his valour; and death for his ambition.
Page 16 - Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony: who, though he had no hand in his death, shall receive the benefit of his dying, a place in the commonwealth ; As which of you shall not ? With this I depart ; That, as I slew my best lover for the good of Rome, I have the same dagger for myself, when it shall please my country to need my death.
Page 15 - Romans, countrymen, and lovers ! hear me for my cause, and be silent, that you may hear : believe me for mine honour, and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe : censure me in your wisdom, and awake your senses, that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to him I say that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
Page 71 - Moi-même, pour tout fruit de mes soins superflus, Maintenant je me cherche, et ne me trouve plus': Mon arc, mes javelots, mon char, tout m'importune...
Page 71 - Présente, je vous fuis : -absente, je vous trouve; Dans le fond des forêts votre image me suit; La lumière du jour, les ombres de la nuit, Tout retrace à mes yeux les charmes que j'évite ; Tout vous livre à l'envi le rebelle Hippolyte.
Page 14 - I am inclined to think, this opinion proceeded originally from the zeal of the partizans of our author and Ben Jonson ; as they endeavoured to exalt the one at the expence of the other.
Page 16 - CESAR'S Body. Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony : who, though he had no hand in his death, shall receive the benefit of his dying...
Page 105 - Come to me, come, my soldier, to my arms! You've been too long away from my embraces; But, when I have you fast, and all my own, With broken murmurs, and with amorous sighs, I'll say, you were unkind, and punish you, And mark you red with many an eager kiss.
Page 71 - Asservi maintenant sous la commune loi, Par quel trouble me vois-je emporté loin de moi! Un moment a vaincu mon audace imprudente : Cette âme si superbe est enfin dépendante.
Page 11 - How beautiful is death, when earn'd by virtue ! Who would not be that youth ? what pity is it That we can die but once to serve our country...