Character as a Subversive Force in Shakespeare: The History and Roman PlaysFairleigh Dickinson Univ Press, 1991 - 220 páginas Shakespeare's history and Roman plays are usually discussed in terms of their political themes; their leading characters are imagined human beings who must be understood in motivational terms. Analyzing these characters with the aid of modern psychology (the theories of Karen Horney), this story attempts both to make sense of inconsistencies within the plays and the controversies they have produced. |
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Character as a Subversive Force in Shakespeare: The History and Roman Plays Bernard J. Paris Vista de fragmentos - 1991 |
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Actium aggressive Antony and Cleopatra Antony's arrogant-vindictive Aufidius bargain with fate battle battle of Agincourt behavior believe Bolingbroke Brutus Brutus's Cassius Cassius's character structure characterization claims Coriolanus Coriolanus's critics crown death defeat defenses despite dream E. M. Forster Falstaff father fear feel give glorified guilt Hal's Harfleur hath Henry Henry VI Henry's honor Horney Hotspur idealized image inner conflicts interpretation Julius Caesar Karen Horney kill last two acts live Macbeth mimesis mimetic characters mimetic portrait moral mother motives murder noble once patricians perfectionistic person play's plebeians present Prince Hal protagonists psychological realistic reality rejection relationship response restore his pride revenge rhetoric Richard Richard III Roman plays Rome says scene search for glory seems self-effacing side self-hate sense Shake Shakespeare Shakespeare's mimetic soliloquy speech suicide tells things thou threatens three acts throne tion tragedy of character understand vindication virtue Volumnia wants
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