Jahrbuch der Deutschen Shakespeare-Gesellschaft, Volume 36

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G. Reimer, 1900
Vols. 6, 11, 24, and 29-30 include: "Katalog der Bibliothek der Deutschen Shakespeare-Gesellschaft."

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Page 225 - Zweck sowohl anfangs als jetzt war und ist, der Natur gleichsam den Spiegel vorzuhalten: der Tugend ihre eigenen Züge, der Schmach ihr eigenes Bild, und dem Jahrhundert und Körper der Zeit den Abdruck seiner Gestalt zu zeigen.
Page 82 - 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?
Page 227 - Sieh, wie die Himmelsflur Ist eingelegt mit Scheiben lichten Goldes! Auch nicht der kleinste Kreis, den du da siehst, Der nicht im Schwunge wie ein Engel singt, Zum Chor der hellgeaugten Cherubim. So voller Harmonie sind ew'ge Geister: Nur wir, weil dies hinfäll'ge Kleid von Staub Ihn grob umhüllt, wir können sie nicht hören.
Page 87 - Sir, in my heart there was a kind of fighting-, That would not let me sleep...
Page 388 - How ill this taper burns ! Ha ! who comes here ? I think it is the weakness of mine eyes That shapes this monstrous apparition.
Page 110 - I have been told by some anciently conversant with the stage, that it was not originally his, but brought by a private author to be acted, and he only gave some master-touches to one or two of the principal parts or characters...
Page 92 - Methought I had, and often did I strive To yield the ghost ; but still the envious flood Kept in my soul, and would not let it forth To seek the empty, vast, and wand'ring air ; But smother'd it within my panting bulk, Which almost burst to belch it in the sea.
Page 68 - I have been studying how I may compare This prison where I live unto the world: And for because the world is populous, And here is not a creature but myself, I cannot do it; yet I'll hammer it out. My brain I'll prove the female to my soul; My soul the father: and these two beget A generation of still-breeding thoughts...
Page 83 - Hath seal'd thee for herself: for thou hast been As one, in suffering all, that suffers nothing...
Page 92 - With that grim ferryman which poets write of, Unto the kingdom of perpetual night. The first that there did greet my stranger...

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