Interpretations of Literature, Volume 2Dodd, Mead, 1915 Lectures to his students while he "held the chair of English literature in the University of Tokyo from 1896 to 1902"--Confer Introduction. |
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... French play- wrights has certainly been astonishing . But no playwright ever produced in one year three plays of really classic merit , much less anything approaching to a play of Shakespeare . What makes it particularly difficult to ...
... French play- wrights has certainly been astonishing . But no playwright ever produced in one year three plays of really classic merit , much less anything approaching to a play of Shakespeare . What makes it particularly difficult to ...
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... infinitely better . Nearly all great genius in literature has acted in the same way . Genius does not need to invent , because it re - creates anything which it touches . The greatest of French dramatists , Molière , SHAKESPEARE 19.
... infinitely better . Nearly all great genius in literature has acted in the same way . Genius does not need to invent , because it re - creates anything which it touches . The greatest of French dramatists , Molière , SHAKESPEARE 19.
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Lafcadio Hearn John Erskine. touches . The greatest of French dramatists , Molière , did just as Shakespeare did ; he took his material wherever he could find it . In a general way , a knowledge of the sources of Shake- speare's plays is ...
Lafcadio Hearn John Erskine. touches . The greatest of French dramatists , Molière , did just as Shakespeare did ; he took his material wherever he could find it . In a general way , a knowledge of the sources of Shake- speare's plays is ...
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... French story - teller de Maupassant . In the days before his brain weakened and madness de- stroyed his astonishing faculties , he also could create the most powerful emotion without the use of a single emotional word or suggestion ...
... French story - teller de Maupassant . In the days before his brain weakened and madness de- stroyed his astonishing faculties , he also could create the most powerful emotion without the use of a single emotional word or suggestion ...
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... French writ- ers . In fact , if Englishmen had studied only English lit- erature , English literature would never have become de- veloped as it is now . And if Englishmen had studied for- eign literature only in the original tongue ...
... French writ- ers . In fact , if Englishmen had studied only English lit- erature , English literature would never have become de- veloped as it is now . And if Englishmen had studied for- eign literature only in the original tongue ...
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Page 318 - The sea is calm to-night. The tide is full, the moon lies fair Upon the straits ; — on the French coast the light Gleams and is gone ; the cliffs of England stand, Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay.
Page 124 - TO HELEN Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicean barks of yore, That gently, o'er a perfumed sea, The weary, way-worn wanderer bore To his own native shore. On desperate seas long wont to roam, Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face, Thy Naiad airs have brought me home To the glory that was Greece And the grandeur that was Rome.
Page 272 - HE clasps the crag with crooked hands ; Close to the sun in lonely lands, Ring'd with the azure world, he stands. The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls ; He watches from his mountain walls, And like a thunderbolt he falls.
Page 238 - Philomel, with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby; Lulla, lulla, lullaby ; lulla, lulla, lullaby ; Never harm, nor spell nor charm, Come our lovely lady nigh; So, good night, with lullaby.
Page 126 - Hear the sledges with the bells Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
Page 238 - Everything did banish moan, Save the nightingale alone: She, poor bird, as all forlorn, Lean'd her breast up-till a thorn, And there sung the dolefull'st ditty, That to hear it was great pity. 'Fie, fie, fie...
Page 252 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws, And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men, for thus sings he, Cuckoo ; Cuckoo, cuckoo...
Page 127 - Oh, from out the sounding cells, What a gush of euphony voluminously wells! How it swells! How it dwells On the Future!
Page 302 - I sighed for thee ; When light rode high, and the dew was gone, And noon lay heavy on flower and tree, And the weary Day turned to his rest, Lingering like an unloved guest, I sighed for thee. Thy brother Death came, and cried,
Page 124 - Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicean barks of yore, That gently, o'er a perfumed sea, The weary, way-worn wanderer bore To his own native shore. On desperate seas long wont to roam, Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face, Thy Naiad airs have brought me home To the glory that was Greece, And the grandeur that was Rome. Lo! in yon brilliant window-niche How statue-like I see thee stand, The agate lamp within thy hand! Ah, Psyche, from the regions which Are Holy Land!