A Philosophical Inquiry Into the Source of the Pleasures Derived from Tragic Representations: From which is Deduced the Secret of Giving Dramatic Interest to Tragedies Intended for the Stage |
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acquainted action admit affected agreeable appear arise attention audience beautiful becomes cause character circumstances consequently continue critic curiosity delight derive describe disagreeable discover distress emotions endure energy enjoy enjoyment entirely equally evident excite existence expression external fact feelings felt former frequently genius give greater happiness heart Hence human nature idea images imagination imitation immediate impart impression individual influence instance intensity interest latter laws least less look manner means mind moment never object observations obvious original ourselves pain particular passion perceive perception perfect person philosophers placed plea pleasing poet possess present principles produce propensity prove reason reflection regard render represented resulting says scenes sense sensible sentiments sion situation sorrow soul strong sensations stronger sufferings suppose sure sympathy taste tears theory thing tion traced tragedy Tragic Pleasure true truth unless virtue weakness writer yielding
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Trang 292 - That for some vicious mole of nature in them, As, in their birth, wherein they are not guilty, Since nature cannot choose his origin, By the o'ergrowth of some complexion, Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason, Or by some habit that too much o'er-leavens The form of plausive manners ; that these men, Carrying, I say, the stamp of one defect, Being nature's livery, or fortune's star, Their virtues else, be they as pure as grace, As infinite as man may undergo, Shall in the general censure...
Trang 27 - Wilt thou be gone ? it is not yet near day. It was the nightingale, and not the lark, That pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree. Believe me, love, it was the nightingale.
Trang 298 - Shakespeare is above all writers, at least above all modern writers, the poet of Nature; the poet that holds up to his readers a faithful mirror of manners and of life. His characters are not modified by the customs of particular places, unpractised by the rest of the world; by the peculiarities of studies or professions, which can operate but upon small numbers; or by the accidents of transient fashions or temporary opinions: they are the genuine progeny of common humanity, such as the world will...
Trang 294 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Trang 185 - Sinks to the grave with unperceived decay, While Resignation gently slopes the way; And, all his prospects brightening to the last, His heaven commences ere the world be past.
Trang 288 - What though no friends in sable weeds appear, Grieve for an hour, perhaps, then mourn a year ; And bear about the mockery of woe To midnight dances, and the public show ? What though no weeping loves thy ashes grace, Nor polish'd marble emulate thy face...
Trang 161 - Subject, compound them, follow her and God. Love, hope, and joy, fair pleasure's smiling train, Hate, fear, and grief, the family of pain...
Trang 302 - The other shape — If shape it might be called that shape had none Distinguishable in member, joint or limb, Or substance might be called that shadow seemed, For each seemed either — black it stood as Night, Fierce as ten Furies, terrible as Hell, And shook a dreadful dart ; what seemed his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on.
Trang 76 - Oh ! he will tell thee, that the wealth of worlds Should ne'er seduce his bosom to forego That sacred hour, when, stealing from the noise Of care and envy, sweet remembrance soothes With Virtue's kindest looks his aching breast, And turns his tears to rapture.
Trang 134 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
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| Tiêu đề | A Philosophical Inquiry Into the Source of the Pleasures Derived from Tragic Representations: From which is Deduced the Secret of Giving Dramatic Interest to Tragedies Intended for the Stage |
| Tác giả | Martin M'Dermot |
| Nhà xuất bản | Sherwood, Jones and Company, 1824 |
| Nguyên bản từ | Đại học Michigan |
| Đă được số hóa | 14 Tháng Mười Hai 2006 |
| Độ dài | 405 trang |
| Xuất lời trích dẫn | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |