The Tragedian: An Essay on the Histrionic Genius of Junius Brutus BoothHurd and Houghton, 1868 - 189 من الصفحات |
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... truth of those we shall employ , in an en- deavor to suggest that voice , will be felt by multitudes who have been thrilled by its living tones . Deep , massive , resonant , many- stringed , changeful , vast in volume , .of mar- velous ...
... truth of those we shall employ , in an en- deavor to suggest that voice , will be felt by multitudes who have been thrilled by its living tones . Deep , massive , resonant , many- stringed , changeful , vast in volume , .of mar- velous ...
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... truth . We pro- pose to state the points of difference between them , condensed from the widest range of the most unimpeachable testimony . In Booth , the passionate energy , common to both , was sustained and expanded by a certain ...
... truth . We pro- pose to state the points of difference between them , condensed from the widest range of the most unimpeachable testimony . In Booth , the passionate energy , common to both , was sustained and expanded by a certain ...
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... truth , although it excluded all opportunity for the display of the finer traits of his genius , yet the energy , subtlety , variety , he brought to its representation - the sustained vigor of voice , and look , and action , to the last ...
... truth , although it excluded all opportunity for the display of the finer traits of his genius , yet the energy , subtlety , variety , he brought to its representation - the sustained vigor of voice , and look , and action , to the last ...
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... truth of nature . adds He " See ! How my sword weeps for the poor king's death ! O ! may such purple tears be always shed , By those who wish the downfall of our house . " What grim humor was in that cold , self- poised recollection ...
... truth of nature . adds He " See ! How my sword weeps for the poor king's death ! O ! may such purple tears be always shed , By those who wish the downfall of our house . " What grim humor was in that cold , self- poised recollection ...
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... comparing Kean and Booth , he said , " This man ( Booth ) has finer touches . " The last scene was full of grace and dra- matic truth , in the fencing match with Laer- tes , and in its accumulation of tragical results . 70 THE TRAGEDIAN .
... comparing Kean and Booth , he said , " This man ( Booth ) has finer touches . " The last scene was full of grace and dra- matic truth , in the fencing match with Laer- tes , and in its accumulation of tragical results . 70 THE TRAGEDIAN .
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الصفحة 120 - You owe this strange intelligence? or why Upon this blasted heath you stop our way With such prophetic greeting? Speak, I charge you. [Witches vanish. Ban. The earth hath bubbles, as the water has, And these are of them.
الصفحة 71 - Horatio, what a wounded name, Things standing thus unknown, shall live behind me. If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, Absent thee from felicity awhile, And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain, To tell my story.
الصفحة 63 - What may this mean, That thou, dead corse, again in complete steel, Revisit'st thus the glimpses of the moon, Making night hideous; and we fools of nature So horridly to shake our disposition With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls?
الصفحة 54 - My father's spirit in arms ! all is not well ; I doubt some foul play: 'would, the night were come! Till then sit still, my soul : Foul deeds will rise, Though all the earth o'erwhelm them, to men's eyes.
الصفحة 101 - Twere now to be most happy, for I fear My soul hath her content so absolute That not another comfort like to this Succeeds in unknown fate.
الصفحة 65 - Come, come, and sit you down ; you shall not budge ; You go not till I set you up a glass Where you may see the inmost part of you.
الصفحة 105 - Tis not to make me jealous, To say — my wife is fair, feeds well, loves company, Is free of speech, sings, plays, and dances well; Where virtue is, these are more virtuous: Nor from mine own weak merits will I draw The smallest fear, or doubt of her revolt; For she had eyes, and chose me...
الصفحة 90 - Look, where he comes ! Not poppy, nor mandragora, Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep Which thou ow'dst yesterday.
الصفحة 12 - ... the corruptions and abuses of mankind. What have looks, or tones, to do with that sublime identification of his age with that of the heavens themselves, when, in his reproaches to them for conniving at the injustice of his children, he reminds them that " they themselves are old "? What gesture shall we appropriate to this?
الصفحة 59 - tis not to come ; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come ; the readiness is all ; since no man has aught of what he leaves, what is't to leave betimes?