The Literary Remains of Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Volume 2Coleridge, Samuel Taylor
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The Literary Remains of Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Volume 2
Coleridge, Samuel Taylor
Literature -- History and criticism; Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616 -- Criticism and interpretation
All Lear's faults increase our pity for him. We refuse to know them
otherwise than as means of his sufferings, and aggravations of his
daughters' ingratitude.
'Ib.' Lear's speech:--
O, reason not the need: our basest beggars
Are in the poorest thing superfluous, &c.
Observe that the tranquillity which follows the first stunning of the
blow permits Lear to reason.
Act iii. sc. 4. O, what a world's convention of agonies is here! All
external nature in a storm, all moral nature convulsed,--the real
madness of Lear, the feigned madness of Edgar, the babbling of the Fool,
the desperate fidelity of Kent--surely such a scene was never conceived
before or since! Take it but as a picture for the eye only, it is more
terrific than any which a Michel Angelo, inspired by a Dante, could have
conceived, and which none but a Michel Angelo could have executed. Or
let it have been uttered to the blind, the howlings of nature would seem
converted into the voice of conscious humanity. This scene ends with the
first symptoms of positive derangement; and the intervention of the
fifth scene is particularly judicious,--the interruption allowing an
interval for Lear to appear in full madness in the sixth scene.
'Ib.' sc. 7. Gloster's blinding:--
What can I say of this scene?--There is my reluctance to think
Shakspeare wrong, and yet--
Act iv. sc. 6. Lear's speech:--
Ha! Goneril!--with a white beard!--They flattered me like a dog; and
told me, I had white hairs in my beard, ere the black ones were there.
To say _Ay_ and _No_ to every thing I said!--Ay and No too was no good
divinity. When the rain came to wet me once, &c.
The thunder recurs, but still at a greater distance from our feelings.
'Ib.' sc. 7. Lear's speech:--
Where have I been? Where am I?--Fair daylight?--
I am mightily abused.--I should even die with pity
To see another thus, &c.
How beautifully the affecting return of Lear to reason, and the mild
pathos of these speeches prepare the mind for the last sad, yet sweet,
consolation of the aged sufferer's death!
HAMLET.
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