 The effect and it ! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife...  Macbeth - Página 13por William Shakespeare - 1869 - 180 páginasVista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | Mrs. Jameson (Anna) - 1833 - 362 páginas
...settled, as that of the martyr, who sees at the stake, heaven and its crowns of glory opening upon him. Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor ! Greater than both by...present, and I feel now The future in the instant ! This is surely the very rapture of ambition ! and those who have heard Mrs Siddons pronounce the... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1833 - 1140 páginas
...And pall thee 49) in the dunnest smoke of hell! That my keen knife 50) see not the wound it makes; 33 E. Fleischer"- Shakespeare William" William Shakespeare( — Great Glamis! worthy Cawdor! Sl) Enter MACBETH. Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter! Thy... | |
 | Samuel Johnson, Arthur Murphy - 1834 - 630 páginas
...night ! And poll theo in the dunncat smoke of hell, That my keen knife Ke not the wound it makes ; or produces. Whoevtr had qualities to alarm our jealousy, had excel ! In this passage is exerted all the force of poetry; that force which calls new powers into being,... | |
 | 1834 - 896 páginas
...night ! And pall thee in the ciumiest smoke of hell! That my keen knife soe not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, hold! hold! Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor! Enter Macbeth. Greater than both, by the all-hail HEREAFTER! Thy letters... | |
 | George Field - 1835 - 310 páginas
...Night, , And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ; That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold! Hold! SHAKSPEARE, MACBETH. Richard yet lives, hell's black intelligencer. IDEM, RICHARD in. How now you secret,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1836 - 570 páginas
...through the blanket of the dark,2 To cry, Hold, hold ! Cawdor ! reat Glamis ! worthy Enter MACBETH. Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter ! Thy...present,' and I feel now The future in the instant. Mack. My dearest lore, Duncan comes here to-night. Ijody M. And when goes hence ? Mod). To-morrow,... | |
 | 1836 - 424 páginas
...possible, to ascertain with precision. Even in our own language this is the case. Shakspeare says, — " Nor Heaven peep through the blanket of the dark To cry, Hold ! Hold ! " Here, Johnson understands him as presentingthe ludicrousconception of " the ministers of vengeance,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1836 - 624 páginas
...night, And pall5 thee in the dunnest smoke of hell! That my keen knife see not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, hold ! Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor \ Enter MACBETH. Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter ! 1 Well... | |
 | Horace Smith - 1836 - 300 páginas
...thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Nor Heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry hold ! hold!" LANDSCAPE GARDENING—Artificial nature : the finest of the fine arts. He who lays out VOL. ii. i;... | |
 | Horace Smith - 1836 - 302 páginas
...thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Nor Heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry hold ! hold !" LANDSCAPE GARDENING— Artificial nature: the finest of the fine arts. He who lays out grounds and... | |
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