The Handy-volume Shakespeare, Zväzok 13G. Routledge, 1871 |
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Strana 27
... LADY MACBETH . How now , what news ? Lady M. He has almost supp'd . have you left the chamber ? Why Macb . Hath he ask'd for me ? Lady M. Know you not he has ? Macb . We will proceed no further in this business : [ bought He hath honor ...
... LADY MACBETH . How now , what news ? Lady M. He has almost supp'd . have you left the chamber ? Why Macb . Hath he ask'd for me ? Lady M. Know you not he has ? Macb . We will proceed no further in this business : [ bought He hath honor ...
Strana 33
... Lady M. I heard the owl scream , and the crickets cry . Did not you speak ? Macb . Lady M. Macb . Lady M. Ay . Macb . Hark ! — When ? Now . As I descended ? Who lies i ' the second chamber ? Lady M. Macb . This is a sorry sight ...
... Lady M. I heard the owl scream , and the crickets cry . Did not you speak ? Macb . Lady M. Macb . Lady M. Ay . Macb . Hark ! — When ? Now . As I descended ? Who lies i ' the second chamber ? Lady M. Macb . This is a sorry sight ...
Strana 34
... Lady M. There are two lodged together . Macb . One cried , God bless us ! and Amen , [ hands . the other ; As they had seen me , with these hangman's Listening their fear , I could not say , Amen , When they did say , God bless us . Lady ...
... Lady M. There are two lodged together . Macb . One cried , God bless us ! and Amen , [ hands . the other ; As they had seen me , with these hangman's Listening their fear , I could not say , Amen , When they did say , God bless us . Lady ...
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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