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presentment of "The Troublesome Raigne of John, King of England," (which is probably more Marlowe's play
From first to last it was a continuous stretch of unsurpassed by–play and fine elocution.
Only the morbid appetite for unnatural strained effect can complain of want of interest in such a play
Arthur took the sympathies of the whole house; she played with quiet, grace, and modesty.
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(an instrument, by the by, which discourses very eloquent music, well–played, and is cheap to buy, and
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Recchia (New York: Peter Lang, 1998): 1: 9–10; "A Visit to Greenwood Cemetery," May 5, 1844, Sunday Times
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Peter's Basilica in the Vatican, the largest and most distinguished Renaissance church in Italy.
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likely Charlotte Cushman (1816–1876), an American stage actress who also lived in Europe and could play
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likely Charlotte Cushman (1816–1876), an American stage actress who also lived in Europe and could play
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Catlin as a "precious collection" Painter George Peter Alexander Healy (1813–1894) was one of more than
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What can be more merry than their voices, ringing out upon the air in play—and what, than their innocent
The "corps" has been playing for some time in that capital—but hitherto, from some underhand intrigue
She was known for playing "chambermaids, romps, and rural damsels with great archness and spirit."
"[H]e played in the principal theatres in the Union," such as the Chatham Garden and Park Theatres in
an English actor who gained renown throughout New York for his portrayal of Jemmy Twitcher in the play
By 1845, Sefton had played Jemmy Twitcher 360 times in New York City.
She was known for playing "chambermaids, romps, and rural damsels with great archness and spirit."
"[H]e played in the principal theatres in the Union," such as the Chatham Garden and Park Theatres in
an English actor who gained renown throughout New York for his portrayal of Jemmy Twitcher in the play
He played an "English pickpocket" and his performance was considered a "unique and laughable personation
By 1845, Sefton had played Jemmy Twitcher 360 times in New York City.
Chromolithographs, art historian Peter Marzio writes, served the "democratization of culture" by making
possible the distribution of inexpensive fine-art imagery to the burgeoning middle class (Peter C.
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Herbert Bergman, vol. 1, 1834–1846 [New York: Peter Lang, 1998], 309–310). This piece is unsigned.
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For efforts to promote drawing in the schools see especially Peter C.
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some playing, some slumbering? Who are the girls? who are the married women?
play the part that looks back on the actor or actress!
The most renown'd poems would be ashes, orations and plays would be vacuums.
I love to look on the stars and stripes—I hope the fifes will play Yankee Doodle.
Let the priest still play at immortality! Let death be inaugurated!
Around the idea of thee the strange sad war revolv- ing revolving , With all its angry and vehement play
again, Amorous, mature—all beautiful to me—all wondrous; My limbs, and the quivering fire that ever plays
under-hold, the hair rumpled over and blinding the eyes; The march of firemen in their own costumes, the play
what was expected of heaven or fear'd of hell, are now consumed; Mad filaments, ungovernable shoots play
, He shall be lawless, rude, illiterate—he shall be one condemn'd by others for deeds done; I will play
remain in the same room with you, Little you know the subtle electric fire that for your sake is playing
I love to look on the stars and stripes—I hope the fifes will play Yankee Doodle.
defiles through the woods, gain'd at night, The British advancing, wedging in from the east, fiercely playing
Maryland have march'd forth to intercept the enemy; They are cut off—murderous artillery from the hills plays
head; No more of soft astral, but dazzling and fierce, With war's flames, and the lambent lightnings playing
the praise of things, In the dispute on God and eternity he is silent, He sees eternity less like a play
Let the priest still play at immortality! Let death be inaugurated!
Trottoirs throng'd—vehicles—Broadway—the women— the shops and shows, The parades, processions, bugles playing
up here, soul, soul; Come up here, dear little child, To fly in the clouds and winds with me, and play
That you are here—that life exists, and identity; That the powerful play goes on, and you will contribute
force advancing with irresistible power on the world's stage; (Have the old forces, the old wars, played
How my thoughts play subtly at the spectacles around! How the clouds pass silently overhead!
Around the idea of thee the strange sad war revolv- ing revolving , With all its angry and vehement play
step they wend—they never stop, Successions of men, Americanos, a hundred millions; One generation playing
its part, and passing on; Another generation playing its part, and passing on in its turn, With faces
loos'd to the eddies of the wind; A few light kisses, a few embraces, a reaching around of arms; The play
ready; The dried grass of the harvest-time loads the slow- drawn slow-drawn wagon; The clear light plays
From the cinder-strew'd threshold I follow their movements; The lithe sheer of their waists plays even
I believe in those wing'd purposes, And acknowledge red, yellow, white, playing within me, And consider
not marches for accepted victors only—I play great marches for conquered and slain persons.
again, Amorous, mature—all beautiful to me—all wondrous; My limbs, and the quivering fire that ever plays
under-hold, the hair rumpled over and blinding the eyes; The march of firemen in their own costumes, the play
what was expected of heaven or fear'd of hell, are now consumed; Mad filaments, ungovernable shoots play
, He shall be lawless, rude, illiterate—he shall be one condemn'd by others for deeds done; I will play
Around the idea of thee the war revolving, With all its angry and vehement play of causes, (With vast
again, Amorous, mature, all beautiful to me, all wondrous, My limbs and the quivering fire that ever plays
hair rumpled over and blind- ing blinding the eyes; The march of firemen in their own costumes, the play
what was expected of heaven or fear'd of hell, are now consumed, Mad filaments, ungovernable shoots play
He shall be lawless, rude, illiterate, he shall be one condemn'd by others for deeds done, I will play
or remain in the same room with you, Little you know the subtle electric fire that for your sake is play
- ing playing within me.
leaving his bed wander'd alone, bareheaded, barefoot, Down from the shower'd halo, Up from the mystic play
tangle, openings, and pink turf, Different colors, pale gray and green, purple, white, and gold, the play
I love to look on the Stars and Stripes, I hope the fifes will play Yankee Doodle.
That you are here—that life exists and identity, That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute
up here, soul, soul, Come up here, dear little child, To fly in the clouds and winds with me, and play
defiles through the woods, gain'd at night, The British advancing, rounding in from the east, fiercely playing
march'd forth to inter- cept intercept the enemy, They are cut off, murderous artillery from the hills plays
The passionate teeming plays this curtain hid!)
limitless, in vain I try to think how limitless, I do not doubt that the orbs and the systems of orbs play
AS I sit with others at a great feast, suddenly while the music is playing, To my mind, (whence it comes
force advancing with irresistible power on the world's stage, (Have the old forces, the old wars, played
How my thoughts play subtly at the spectacles around! How the clouds pass silently overhead!