Sheridan and his times, Volume 1

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J.F. Hope, 1859
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Page 180 - Th' expressive glance — whose subtle comment draws Entranced attention, and a mute applause ; Gesture that marks, with force and feeling fraught, A sense in silence, and a will in thought; Harmonious speech, whose pure and liquid tone Gives verse a music, scarce confess'd its own ; As light from gems assumes a brighter ray, And clothed with orient hues, transcends the day ! — Passion's wild break — and frown that awes the sense, And every charm of gentler eloquence — All perishable ! —...
Page 199 - I made some occasional attempts at felo de se ; but as I did not find those rash actions answer, I left off killing myself very soon. Well, sir, — at last, what with bankruptcies, fires, gouts, dropsies, imprisonments, and other valuable calamities, having got together a pretty handsome sum, I determined to quit a business which had always gone rather against my conscience...
Page 178 - For fabled suff'rers, and delusive woe ? Or with quaint smiles dismiss the plaintive strain, Point the quick jest — indulge the comic vein — Ere yet to buried Roscius we assign One kind regret, one tributary line ! His fame requires we act a tenderer part : His memory claims the tear you gave his art ! The general voice, the meed of mournful verse, The splendid sorrows that...
Page 21 - ... him from disgrace. All the while Sumner and I saw in him vestiges of a superior intellect. His eye, his countenance, his general manner, were striking. His answers to any common question were prompt and acute. We knew the esteem, and even admiration, which, somehow or other, all his school-fellows felt for him. He was mischievous enough, but his pranks were accompanied by a sort of vivacity and cheerfulness, which delighted Sumner and myself.
Page 108 - I have done it at Mr. Harris's (the manager's) own request; it is now complete in his hands, and preparing for the stage. He, and some of his friends also who have heard it, assure me in the most flattering terms that there is not a doubt of its success. It will be very well played, and Harris tells me that the least shilling I shall get (if it succeeds) will be six hundred pounds. I shall make no secret of it towards the time of representation, that it may not lose any support my friends can give...
Page 165 - Sheridan told me next day that he was quite lost in admiration of Fox, and that it was a puzzle to him to say what he admired most, his commanding superiority of talent and universal knowledge, or his playful fancy, artless manners, and benevolence of heart, which showed itself in every word he uttered.
Page 21 - I stated his case with great good-humour to the upper master, who was one of the best tempered men in the world ; and it was agreed between us, that Richard should be called oftener and worked more severely. The varlet was not suffered to stand up in his place ; but was summoned to take his station near the master's table, where the voice of no prompter could reach him ; and, in this defenceless condition, he was so harassed, that he at last gathered up some grammatical rules, and prepared himself...
Page 108 - There will be a comedy of mine in rehearsal at Covent Garden within a few days. I did not set to work on it till within a few days of my setting out for Crome, so you may think I have not, for these last six weeks, been very idle. I have done it at Mr. Harris's (the manager's) own request ; it is now complete in his hands, and preparing for the stage.
Page 180 - And clothed with orient hues, transcends the day! Passion's wild break — and frown that awes the sense , And every charm of gentler eloquence — All perishable! like th' electric fire, But strike the frame — and as they strike expire ; Incense too pure a bodied flame to bear, Its fragrance charms the sense, and blends with air.
Page 99 - Teach me, kind Hymen, teach, — for thou Must be my only tutor now, — Teach me some innocent employ, That shall the hateful thought destroy, That I this whole long night must pass In exile from my love's embrace.

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