The Handy-volume Shakespeare, Zväzok 13G. Routledge, 1871 |
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Strana 71
... live , Macduff . What need I fear of thee ? But yet I'll make assurance double sure , And take a bond of fate : thou shalt not live ; That I may tell pale - hearted fear it lies , And sleep in spite of thunder . - What is this . Thunder ...
... live , Macduff . What need I fear of thee ? But yet I'll make assurance double sure , And take a bond of fate : thou shalt not live ; That I may tell pale - hearted fear it lies , And sleep in spite of thunder . - What is this . Thunder ...
Strana 243
... live now Lucrece is unlìved ? Thou wast not to this end from me derived . If children predecease progenitors , We ... live , sweet Lucrece , live again , and Thy father die , and not thy father thee ! " By this starts Collatine as from a ...
... live now Lucrece is unlìved ? Thou wast not to this end from me derived . If children predecease progenitors , We ... live , sweet Lucrece , live again , and Thy father die , and not thy father thee ! " By this starts Collatine as from a ...
Strana 288
... live , now Nature bankrupt is , Beggar'd of blood to blush through lively veins ? For she hath no exchequer now but his , And , proud of many , lives upon his gains . O , him she stores , to show what wealth she had In days long since ...
... live , now Nature bankrupt is , Beggar'd of blood to blush through lively veins ? For she hath no exchequer now but his , And , proud of many , lives upon his gains . O , him she stores , to show what wealth she had In days long since ...
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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