 | William Shakespeare - 1784 - Počet stránok 116
...breasts, \nd *take my milk for gall, you nrnrd'ring ministers, iVherever in your sightless substances 370 You wait on nature's mischief ! Come, thick night*,...hell ! That my keen knife 'see not the wound it makes ; Tor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark*, To cry, Hold, hold I— — Great Glamis ! worthy... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1797 - Počet stránok 592
...nature's mifchief! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunneft fmoke of hell ! That my keen knife fee not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep through the...both, by the all-hail hereafter ! Thy letters have tranfported me beyond This ignorant prefent, and I feel now The future in the inftant. MACB. My deareft... | |
 | British essayists - 1802 - Počet stránok 266
...stabbing his king, he breaks out; amidst his emotions into a wish natural to a mur« derer: —-i—Come, thick night! And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of...hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes j Nor heav'n peep through the blanket of the dark. To cry, Hold, hold ! In this passage is exerted... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - Počet stránok 558
...peace between The effect, and it ! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You...hold! Great Glamis! worthy Cawdor ! Enter Macbeth. The future in the instant. Mac. My dearest love, Duncan comes here to-night. Lady M. And when goes... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - Počet stránok 412
...Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall 8 thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife...blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, Hold! Great Glamis ! worth/ Cawdor ! i « Murderous. ^ Pity. 8 Wrap as in a mantle. Enter MACBETH. Greater than both,... | |
 | British essayists - 1803 - Počet stránok 300
...peace between Th' effect and it. Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murth'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You...night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! Terrible invocation ! Tragedy can speak no stronger language, nor could any genius less than Shakspeare's... | |
 | John Howe Baron Chedworth - 1805 - Počet stránok 392
...substances You wait on nature's mischief! Dr., Johnson's is the true explanation. P. 496.— 298.— 377. Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke...through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, hold ! I think the objections in the Rambler to the •words knife and dun are ill founded. P. 504.— 301.—... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - Počet stránok 454
...nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall thee8 in the dunnest smoke of hell! That my keen knife9 see not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep through...dark, To cry, Hold, hold! Great Glamis! worthy Cawdor Ii to the messenger and the raven) had deprived the one of speech, and added harshness to the other's... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - Počet stránok 442
...nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall theeH in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife9 see not the wound it makes; Nor heaven peep through...dark, To cry, Hold, hold! Great Glamis! worthy Cawdor I1 to the messenger and the raven) had deprived the one of speech, and added harshness to the other's... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - Počet stránok 432
...gall, you murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief's ! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke...dark, To cry, Hold, hold " / Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor50! Enter MACBETH. Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter ! Thy letters have transported... | |
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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 see... 
