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Very useful book as it's the only one I have found to contain all of Coleridge's lectures AND notes on Shakespeare in one place and volume. The criticism itself is quite perceptive from a literary and ... Read full review
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Page 34 - on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Kemembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form : Then have I reason to be fond of grief." King John, Act. iii. Scene 4. Within three months after he had repeated the opinion, (not thinking for himself) that these
Page 294 - him that hears it, never in the tongue Of him that makes it ; then, if sickly ears, Deaf'd with the clamors of their own dear groans, Will hear your idle scorns, continue then, And I will have you, and that fault withal ; But, if they will not, throw away that spirit, And I shall
Page 319 - It must be by his death ; and, for my part, I know no personal cause to spurn at him, But for the general. He would be crown'd :— How that might change his nature, there's the question. And, to speak truth of Caesar, I have not known when his affections sway'd
Page 34 - King John," speak the language of nature, when she exclaims on the loss of Arthur, " Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me ; 1'uts on his pretty looks, repeats his words,
Page 304 - the guess. The absurdity of Warburton's gloss, which represents the king calling Italy superior, and then excepting the only part the lords were going to visit, must strike every one. Ib. sc. 3. " Laf. They say, miracles are past ; and we have our philosophical persons to make modern and familiar, things supernatural and causeless.
Page 508 - I lay Worse than the mutines in the bilboes. Rashly, And praised be rashness for it,- Let us know, Our indiscretion sometimes serves us well, When our deep plots do pall : and that should teach us, There's a divinity that shapes onr ends, Rough-hew them how we will,
Page 351 - flesh would melt," &c. springs from that craving after the indefinite—for that •which, is not—which most easily besets men of genius ; and the self-delusion common to this temper of mind is finely exemplified in the character which Hamlet gives of himself :— " It cannot be But I am pigeon-liver'd, and lack gall To make oppression bitter.
Page 323 - captain's heart, Which in the scuffles of great fights hath burst The buckles on his breast, reneges all temper— " It should be " reneagues," or " reniegues," as " fatigues," &c. Ib. " Take but good note, and you shall see in him The triple pillar of the world transformed Into a strumpet's fool.
Page 505 - Could make me any summer's story tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew : Nor did I wonder at the lily's white, Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose; They were but sweet, but figures of delight, Drawn after you, you pattern
Page 383 - consent ; and that finding it take, he with the remaining ink of a pen otherwise employed, just interpolated the words— " I'll devil-porter it no further : I had thought to have let in some of all professions, that go the primrose way to th' everlasting bonfire." Of the rest not one syllable has the ever-present being of Shakspere.