The Handy-volume Shakespeare, Zväzok 13G. Routledge, 1871 |
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Strana 40
... Enter BANQUO . O Banquo ! Banquo ! our royal master's mur- der'd ! Too cruel , anywhere . Lady M. Woe , alas ! what , in our house ? Ban . Dear Duff , I pr'ythee contradict thyself , And say , it is not so . Re - enter MACBETH and LENOX ...
... Enter BANQUO . O Banquo ! Banquo ! our royal master's mur- der'd ! Too cruel , anywhere . Lady M. Woe , alas ! what , in our house ? Ban . Dear Duff , I pr'ythee contradict thyself , And say , it is not so . Re - enter MACBETH and LENOX ...
Strana 52
... Enter LADY MACBETH and a Servant . Lady M. Is Banquo gone from court ? Serv . Ay , madam , but returns again to- night . Lady M. Say to the king , I would attend his leisure For a few words . Serv . Madam , I will . Exit . Lady M ...
... Enter LADY MACBETH and a Servant . Lady M. Is Banquo gone from court ? Serv . Ay , madam , but returns again to- night . Lady M. Say to the king , I would attend his leisure For a few words . Serv . Madam , I will . Exit . Lady M ...
Strana 104
... Enter , sir , the castle . [ Exeunt . Alarum . Re - enter MACBETH . Mab . Why should I play the Roman fool , and die [ gashes On mine own sword ? whiles I see lives , the Do better upon them . Macd . Re - enter MACDUFF . Turn , hell ...
... Enter , sir , the castle . [ Exeunt . Alarum . Re - enter MACBETH . Mab . Why should I play the Roman fool , and die [ gashes On mine own sword ? whiles I see lives , the Do better upon them . Macd . Re - enter MACDUFF . Turn , hell ...
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Adonis art thou Banquo bear beauty beauty's behold birds blood breast breath Cawdor 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 honor horse hour king kiss LADY MACBETH light lips live look lord love's Lucrece lust Macb Macd Macduff 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 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