Edwin Booth and His Contemporaries, Volume 1

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Brander Matthews, Laurence Hutton
Page, 1900 - Actors
 

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Page 98 - Though secure of our hearts, yet confoundedly sick, If they were not his own by finessing and trick: He cast off his friends, as a huntsman his pack, For he knew when he pleased he could whistle them back.
Page 98 - As an actor, confess'd without rival to shine ; As a wit, if not first, in the very first line: Yet, with talents like these, and an excellent heart, The man had his failings — a dupe to his art. Like an ill-judging beauty, his colours he spread, And beplaster'd with rouge his own natural red. On the stage he was natural, simple, affecting; 'Twas only that when he was off he was acting.
Page 71 - Look, my Lord, it comes', points to the right, where the ghost has already appeared and stands motionless, before anyone is aware of him. At these words, Garrick turns sharply and at the same moment staggers back two or three paces with his knees giving way under him; his hat falls to the ground and both his arms, especially the left, are stretched out nearly to their full length, with the hands as high as his head, the right arm more bent and the hand lower...
Page 38 - His eyes, in gloomy socket taught to roll, Proclaim'd the sullen ' habit of his soul :' Heavy and phlegmatic he trod the stage, Too proud for tenderness, too dull for rage. When Hector's lovely widow shines in tears, Or...
Page 162 - Behold him sound the depth of Hubert's soul, Whilst. in his own contending passions roll; View the whole scene, with critic judgment scan, And then deny him merit if you can. Where he falls short, 'tis nature's fault alone ; Where, he succeeds, the merit's all his own.
Page 42 - A plague on Egypt's arts, I say ! Embalm the dead ! on senseless clay Rich wines and spices waste ! Like sturgeon, or like brawn, shall I Bound in a precious pickle lie, Which I can never taste ? Let me embalm this flesh of mine With turtle fat and Bourdeaux wine, And spoil th' Egyptian trade ! Than Humphrey's Duke, more happy I Embalm'd alive, old Quin shall die A mummy ready made 586.
Page 26 - With double force th' enliven'd scene he wakes, Yet quits not Nature's bounds. He knows to keep Each due decorum: now the heart he shakes, And now with well-urged sense th'enlighten'd judgment takes.
Page 99 - But peace to his spirit wherever it flies, To act as an angel and mix with the skies : Those poets, who owe their best fame to his skill, Shall still be his flatterers, go where he will ; Old Shakespeare receive him with praise and with love, And Beaumonts and Bens be his Kellys above.
Page 151 - I'll have a double quantity; for I am told Foote means to take me off, as he calls it, and I am determined the fellow shall not do it with impunity.
Page 79 - To be, or not to be, better than mat. 74] MRS. SIDDONS he did ; yet he was the only actor I ever saw, whom I could call a master both in tragedy and comedy; though I liked him best in comedy. A true conception of character, and natural expression of it, were his distinguished excellences.

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