Shakespeare's Macbeth, with notes, examination papers, and plan of preparation, ed. by J.M.D. Meiklejohn |
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Výsledky 1 - 5 z 16.
Strana 11
... , Assisted by that most disloyal traitor The Thane of Cawdor , began a dismal conflict : Till that Bellona's bridegroom , lapp'd in proof , 45 50 50 55 Confronted him with self - comparisons , Point against point SCENE II . ] 11 MACBETH .
... , Assisted by that most disloyal traitor The Thane of Cawdor , began a dismal conflict : Till that Bellona's bridegroom , lapp'd in proof , 45 50 50 55 Confronted him with self - comparisons , Point against point SCENE II . ] 11 MACBETH .
Strana 12
... Cawdor shall deceive 65 Our bosom interest : -go , pronounce his present death , And with his former title greet Macbeth . Ross . I'll see it done . Dun . What he hath lost noble Macbeth hath won . 69 [ Exeunt . SCENE III - A Heath ...
... Cawdor shall deceive 65 Our bosom interest : -go , pronounce his present death , And with his former title greet Macbeth . Ross . I'll see it done . Dun . What he hath lost noble Macbeth hath won . 69 [ Exeunt . SCENE III - A Heath ...
Strana 14
... Cawdor ? the Thane of Cawdor lives , A prosperous gentleman ; and to be king Stands not within the prospect of belief , No more than to be Cawdor . Say , from whence You owe this strange intelligence ? or why Upon this blasted heath you ...
... Cawdor ? the Thane of Cawdor lives , A prosperous gentleman ; and to be king Stands not within the prospect of belief , No more than to be Cawdor . Say , from whence You owe this strange intelligence ? or why Upon this blasted heath you ...
Strana 15
... Cawdor : In which addition , hail , most worthy thane ! For it is thine . Ban . What , can the devil speak true ? Macb . The Thane of Cawdor lives : why do you dress me In borrow'd robes ? Ang . Who was the thane lives yet ; But under ...
... Cawdor : In which addition , hail , most worthy thane ! For it is thine . Ban . What , can the devil speak true ? Macb . The Thane of Cawdor lives : why do you dress me In borrow'd robes ? Ang . Who was the thane lives yet ; But under ...
Strana 16
... Cawdor : The greatest is behind . [ Aside . ] — Thanks for your pains.— Do you not hope your children shall be kings , 115 Promis'd no less to them ? When those that gave the Thane of Cawdor to me Ban . That , trusted home , Might yet ...
... Cawdor : The greatest is behind . [ Aside . ] — Thanks for your pains.— Do you not hope your children shall be kings , 115 Promis'd no less to them ? When those that gave the Thane of Cawdor to me Ban . That , trusted home , Might yet ...
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adjective All's Antony Banquo Birnam blood Castle cognate Cogs Comedy of Errors Coriolanus Cymbeline daggers dare dead death deed dissyllable Doct Donalbain doth Dr Abbott Duncan Dunsinane English Enter MACBETH evil Exeunt Exit eyes fear Fleance Glamis grace Hamlet hand hast hath heart heaven Henry IV Henry VI Henry VIII honour instance Julius Cæsar King John King Lear knocking Lady Macbeth LENNOX look lord Macb Macd Macduff Malcolm meaning Measure for Measure ment Milton mind mortal murder night noble note on line noun numbers Othello Paradise Lost passage phrases play Richard Richard II Ross says SCENE Scotland Second Mur Second Witch sect sense Shake Shakespeare Shakespeare gives shew SIWARD sleep soldier Sonnet speak speare speare's stand strange syllable Tempest Thane of Cawdor thee things Third Witch thou thought tongue Troilus verb Winter's Tale word occurs
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Strana 25 - I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me: I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums, And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.
Strana 24 - Was the hope drunk Wherein you dress'd yourself? Hath it slept since? And wakes it now, to look so green and pale At what it did so freely ? From this time Such I account thy love. Art thou afeard To be the same in thine own act and valour As thou art in desire? Wouldst thou have that Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life, And live a coward in thine own esteem, Letting "I dare not" wait upon "I would," Like the poor cat i
Strana 14 - Are ye fantastical, or that indeed Which outwardly ye show? My noble partner You greet with present grace, and great prediction Of noble having, and of royal hope, That he seems rapt withal; to me you speak not: If you can look into the seeds of time, And say, which grain will grow, and which will not, Speak then to me, who neither beg, nor fear, Your favours, nor your hate.
Strana 29 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw.
Strana 16 - This supernatural soliciting Cannot be ill ; cannot be good : — If ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth ? I am thane of Cawdor : If good, why do I yield to that suggestion...
Strana 21 - Come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full Of direst cruelty ! make thick my blood, Stop up the access and passage to remorse, That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between The effect and it...
Strana 20 - The raven himself is hoarse That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan Under my battlements. Come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full Of direst cruelty! make thick...
Strana 22 - This guest of summer, The temple-haunting martlet, does approve By his loved mansionry that the heaven's breath Smells wooingly here : no jutty,* frieze, Buttress, nor coign* of vantage, but this bird Hath made his pendent bed and procreant cradle : Where they most breed and haunt, I have observed The air is delicate.
Strana 20 - Glamis thou art, and Cawdor ; and shalt be What thou art promis'd : yet do I fear thy nature ; It is too full o' the milk of human kindness To catch the nearest way : thou wouldst be great ; Art not without ambition ; but without The illness should attend it. What thou wouldst highly, That wouldst thou holily ; wouldst not play false, And yet wouldst wrongly win : thou'dst have, great Glamis, That which cries, Thus thou must do, if thou have it: And that which rather thou dost fear to do Than wishest...
Strana 29 - ... Moves like a ghost. Thou sure and firm-set earth, Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear Thy very stones prate of my whereabout, And take the present horror from the time Which now suits with it. Whiles I threat, he lives: Words to the heat of deeds too cold breath gives.