 If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, Against the use of nature ? Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings. My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical *,...  The Works of Samuel Johnson, L.L.D. - Página 78por Samuel Johnson - 1809Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | 1879 - 1110 páginas
...example of (1) climax; (2) metaphor. 4. Paraphrase and explain the following passages : — (a) " My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical, Shakes so my single state of man, that function Is smothered in surmise ; and nothing is, But what is not." (6) " Where sighs, and groans,... | |
 | Joseph Hunter - 1845 - 390 páginas
...knock at my ri!js. Against the use of nature ? Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings : My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical, Shakes so my single state of man, that function Is smothcr'd in surmise ; and nothing is But what is not. It must have been the necessity... | |
 | George Fletcher (essayist.) - 1847 - 418 páginas
...knock at my ribs, Against the use of nature ? Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings ! My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical, Shakes so my single state of man, that function Is smother'd in surmise; and nothing is, But what is not ! How, then, does Macbeth really... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1847 - 506 páginas
...] ie fixed, firmly placed. 1 — — single ttale of man,"] Dr. Johnson says, that the tingle ttale of man seems to be used by Shakspeare for an individual, in opposition to a commonwealth, or conjunct body. But Mr. Steevens thinks that the tingle state of Macbeth... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1847 - 70 páginas
...knock at my ribs, Against the use of nature ? Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings : My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical, Shakes so my single state of man, that function Is smothered in surmise; and nothing is, But what is not. [They retire up the Stage,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1848 - 498 páginas
...knock at my ribs, Against the use of nature ? Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings : My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical, Shakes so my single state of man, that function Is smother'd in surmise ;' and nothing is, But what is not Ban. Look, how our partner's... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1849 - 952 páginas
...heart knock at my ribs Against the use of nature ! Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings: My ther that function Is emother'd in surmise : and nothing is, But what is not. Ban. Look, how our partner's... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 744 páginas
...knock at my ribs, / Against the use of nature? Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings. My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical, Shakes so my single state of man, that function Is smothered in surmise; and nothing is, But what is not. Ban. Look, how our partner's... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 512 páginas
...knock at my ribs, Against the use of nature ? Present fears Are lees than horrible imaginings : My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical, Shakes so my single state of man, that function Is smother'd in surmise ;" and nothing is, But what is not Ban. Look, bow our partner's... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 544 páginas
...knock at my ribs, Against the use of nature ? Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings : My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical, Shakes so my single]! state of man, that function Is smother'd in surmise ; and nothing is, But what is not. Ban. Look, how our partner's... | |
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