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action Æneid agreeable anger animal love appear appetite arts beauty burlesque Cæsar chapter circumstances colour congruity connexion degree dignity disagreeable distress doth effect elevation emotion raised emotions and passions emotions produced example expression external signs Falstaff feeling figure final cause give grandeur gratification habit hand hath Hence Henry IV Hudibras Iago ideal presence ideas Iliad impression impropriety inflamed influence Jane Shore jects Julius Cæsar kind less manner means mind motion Mourning Bride never nexion novelty objects of sight observation occasion opposite Othello painful emotion painful passion Paradise Lost perceive person pity pleasant emotion pleasure present produceth propensity proper proportion propriety qualities racter reason reflection relation relish remarkable resemblance respect Richard II ridicule riety risible scarce selfish sense sensible sentiments Shakspeare sion slight spectator sublime surprise taste termed things thou thought tion tone tural uniformity variety words
Page 133 - I cannot tell what you and other men Think of this life ; but, for my single self, I had as lief not be as live to be In awe of such a thing as I myself.
Page 178 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world, Like a Colossus ; and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
Page 75 - I had a friend that lov'd her, I should but teach him how to tell my story, And that would woo her.
Page 188 - To beg the voice and utterance of my tongue, A curse shall light upon the limbs of men ; Domestic fury and fierce civil strife Shall cumber all the parts of Italy...
Page 181 - Half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon...
Page 229 - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast? Or wallow naked in December snow By thinking on fantastic summer's heat? O no, the apprehension of the good Gives but the greater feeling to the worse : Fell sorrow's tooth doth never rankle more Than when it bites, but lanceth not the sore.
Page 379 - Me miserable ! which way shall I fly Infinite wrath, and infinite despair? Which way I fly is Hell; myself am Hell; And, in the lowest deep, a lower deep Still threatening to devour me opens wide, To which the Hell I suffer seems a Heaven.
Page 138 - Like Niobe, all tears, why she, even she — O God ! a beast that wants discourse of reason, Would have mourn'd longer — married with mine uncle, My father's brother, but no more like my father Than I to Hercules...