The Heroic Idiom of Shakespearean TragedyShakespeare's idiom is an aggregate of archaic modes of speech and codes of conduct. This book attempts to make that idiom more accessible and, in the process, to illuminate the significance of heroic concepts to a study of Shakespeare's tragedies and histories. |
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Contents
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Emulation Hath a Thousand Sons Heroism in the Early Plays | 26 |
Ironic Heroism A Repudiation of the Past | 48 |
The Matter of Troy | 77 |
The Integrity of the Noble Moor | 101 |
Timon and the Ethics of Heroism | 120 |
Persistence of the Old Lear | 141 |
Bellonas Bridegroom or Dwarfish Thief? | 163 |
Antony Cleopatra and Heroic Retrospection | 185 |
Notes | 208 |
Bibliography | 228 |
Index | 238 |
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