Quotes About Beaumont

For a production that suggests a mysterious dreamscape, I have a particular affection for the Vivian Beaumont Theater. It is the largest dramatic space available in New York City in terms of plays, although musicals have been done there very successfully as well.

Renowned Spenser, lie a thought more nighTo learned Chaucer; and rare Beaumont, lieA little nearer Spenser; to make roomFor Shakespeare in your threefold fourfold tomb.

On the PBS recording of 'The Light in the Piazza' backstage, you get to see me doing some sweet lunges down the hallway of the Vivian Beaumont.

Soul of the age!The applause, delight, the wonder of our stage!My Shakespeare, rise; I will not lodge thee byChaucer or Spenser, or bid Beaumont lieA little further, to make thee a room;Thou art a monument, without a tomb,And art alive still, while thy book doth live,And we have wits to read, and praise to give.

For two people so firmly distanced by class and employment structure, Beaumont and St. Martin inhabited a relationship that could be oddly, intensely intimate. "On applying the tongue to the mucous coat of the stomach, in its empty, unirritated state, no acid taste can be perceived.

Beaumont had been trying to determine whether the gastric juice would work outside of the stomach, removed from the body's "vital force." (It does.) He filled vial after vial with St. Martin's secretions and dropped in all manner of foods. The cabin became a kind of gastric-juice dairy.

Beaumont is an antebellum relic, the former home of the Beaumont clan, who still exist in the county. Beaumont House escaped Sherman's March to the Sea, being not in the direct path of the march, but it had been looted and vandalized by Yankee stragglers. The locals will tell you that all the women in the house had been raped, but, in fact, the local guidebook says the Beaumonts fled a few steps ahead of the Yankees.

Soul of the Age! The applause! delight! the wonder of our stage! My Shakespeare, rise; I will not lodge thee by Chaucer, or Spenser, or bid Beaumont lie A little further, to make thee a room; Thou art a monument without a tomb.