The Handy-volume Shakspeare, Zväzok 13Bradbury, Agnew, and Company, 1866 |
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Strana 86
... fight the course . — What's he That was not born of woman ? Such a one Am I to fear , or none . Enter Young SIWARD . Yo . Siw . What is thy name ? Macb . Thou'lt be afraid to hear it . Yo . Siw . No ; though thou call'st thyself a ...
... fight the course . — What's he That was not born of woman ? Such a one Am I to fear , or none . Enter Young SIWARD . Yo . Siw . What is thy name ? Macb . Thou'lt be afraid to hear it . Yo . Siw . No ; though thou call'st thyself a ...
Strana 88
... fight . Thou losest labour : As easy mayst thou the intrenchant air With thy keen sword impress , as make me bleed : Let fall thy blade on vulnerable crests ; I bear a charmed life , which must not yield To one of woman born . Macd ...
... fight . Thou losest labour : As easy mayst thou the intrenchant air With thy keen sword impress , as make me bleed : Let fall thy blade on vulnerable crests ; I bear a charmed life , which must not yield To one of woman born . Macd ...
Strana 333
... Fights , clothes hung round a ship in a battle at sea , to conceal the men from the opposite force . Fill - horse ... fighting , after the first encounter Fleshment , the first opportunity of encounter in battle . Flewed , the lips ...
... Fights , clothes hung round a ship in a battle at sea , to conceal the men from the opposite force . Fill - horse ... fighting , after the first encounter Fleshment , the first opportunity of encounter in battle . Flewed , the lips ...
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Adonis art thou Banquo bear beauty beauty's behold birds blood breast breath cheeks Collatine dead dear death deed desire Doct doth Enter MACBETH Exeunt face fair fair lords falchion falconry false fear fire Fleance flower fool foul gainst gentle give grace grief hand hast hate hath hear heart heaven honour hour king kiss LADY MACBETH light lips live look lord love's Lucrece lust Macb Macd Macduff Mach mayst mind murder never night numbers o'er pale pity poison'd poor praise Priam proud quoth RAPE OF LUCRECE Rosse seem'd Sextus Tarquinius shalt shame sighs sight SIWARD sleep sorrow soul speak swear sweet Tarquin tears Tereu thane of Cawdor thee thence thine eye things thou art thou dost thought thyself Time's tongue true truth unto weep weird sisters wind Witch words worth wound youth