Reclamations of Shakespeare

A. J. Hoenselaars, Ton Hoenselaars
Rodopi, 1994 - 317 Seiten
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Elizabethan Drama and AngloDutch Relations
Shakespeare and the Myth of Hercules
The Rape of Lucrece and the Story of W
Hearsay Soothsay
Gender and Genre in Shakespeares Tragicomedies
The Poet Laureates National Poet
Myth Memory and Music
Music as Meaning in The Tempest
Another Look at
Mapping Shakespeares Europe
Every Word in Shakespeare
Notes on Contributors

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Seite 235 - I tell you, captain, — if you look in the maps of the "orld, I warrant you shall find, in the comparisons between Macedon and Monmouth, that the situations, look you, is both alike. There is a river in Macedon ; and there is also moreover a river at Monmouth...
Seite 214 - Not to a rage. Patience and sorrow strove Who should express her goodliest. You have seen Sunshine and rain at once: her smiles and tears Were like, a better way.
Seite 74 - His legs bestrid the ocean : his rear'd arm Crested the world : his voice was propertied As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends ; But when he meant to quail and shake the orb, He was as rattling thunder. For his bounty, There...
Seite 103 - If the object becomes allegorical under the gaze of melancholy, if melancholy causes life to flow out of it and it remains behind dead, but eternally secure, then it is exposed to the allegorist, it is unconditionally in his power. That is to say it is now quite incapable of emanating any meaning or significance of its own; such significance as it has, it acquires from the allegorist.
Seite 221 - From Paris next, coasting the realm of France, We saw the river Maine fall into Rhine, Whose banks are set with groves of fruitful vines; Then up to Naples, rich Campania, Whose buildings fair and gorgeous to the eye, The streets straight forth, and paved with finest brick; Quarter the town in four equivalents. There saw we learned Maro's...
Seite 176 - Remember thee? Yea, from the table of my memory I'll wipe away all trivial fond records, All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past That youth and observation copied there, And thy commandment all alone shall live Within the book and volume of my brain, Unmixed with baser matter.
Seite 206 - If you would have your kennell for sweetnesse of cry, then you must compound it of some large dogges, that have deepe solemne mouthes, and are swift in spending, which must, as it were, beare the base in the consort, then a double number of roaring, and loud ringing mouthes, which must beare the counter tenour, then some hollow, plaine, sweete mouthes, which must beare the meane or middle part ; and soe with these three parts of musicke you shall make your cry perfect.
Seite 50 - The poet never maketh any circles about your imagination, to conjure you to believe for true what he writes.

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