Shakespeare's MacbethMaynard, Merrill, 1899 - 220 Seiten |
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... heaven peep through the blanket of the dark To cry , Hold , hold ! — Enter MACBETH Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor ! Greater than both , by the all - hail hereafter ! Thy letters have transported me beyond This ignorant present , and I ...
... heaven peep through the blanket of the dark To cry , Hold , hold ! — Enter MACBETH Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor ! Greater than both , by the all - hail hereafter ! Thy letters have transported me beyond This ignorant present , and I ...
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... 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 . Dun ...
... 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 . Dun ...
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... heaven's cherubim , horsed Upon the sightless couriers of the air , Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye , That tears shall drown the wind . ― I have no spur To prick the sides of my intent , but only Vaulting ambition , which o ...
... heaven's cherubim , horsed Upon the sightless couriers of the air , Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye , That tears shall drown the wind . ― I have no spur To prick the sides of my intent , but only Vaulting ambition , which o ...
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... heaven , Their candles are all out . - ― Take thee that too . A heavy summons lies like lead upon me , And yet I would not sleep . Merciful powers ! Restrain in me the cursed thoughts that nature Gives way to in repose ! - Give me my ...
... heaven , Their candles are all out . - ― Take thee that too . A heavy summons lies like lead upon me , And yet I would not sleep . Merciful powers ! Restrain in me the cursed thoughts that nature Gives way to in repose ! - Give me my ...
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... heaven or to hell . [ Exit . SCENE II The same Enter LADY MACBETH Lady M. That which hath made them drunk hath made me bold : What hath quench'd them hath given me fire . — Hark ! Peace ! It was the owl that shriek'd , the fatal bellman ...
... heaven or to hell . [ Exit . SCENE II The same Enter LADY MACBETH Lady M. That which hath made them drunk hath made me bold : What hath quench'd them hath given me fire . — Hark ! Peace ! It was the owl that shriek'd , the fatal bellman ...
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adjective All's armor Banquo blood Caith Castle Enter cauldron character Cogs counties of Scotland cousin crime daggers dare dead death deed Doct DONALBAIN Duncan Dunsinane England English Enter LADY MACBETH evil examples of Shakespeare's Exeunt Exit eyes fear Fleance Forres Gent Give Glamis golden grace hail hand hast hath heart heaven HECATE Holinshed honor horror instance Julius Cæsar king King Lear king of Scotland Knocking Lady Macbeth LADY MACDUFF Lear LENNOX live look lord Macb Macd Macduff Malcolm meaning mind murder nature night noble noun Othello passage in Shakespeare passion phrase play plural pray Reënter Ross SCENE Scotland sense Shake Siward sleep soldier speak speare strange sword syllable terrible thane of Cawdor thee There's things thought three Witches tion to-night tyrant verb weird sisters wife Winter's Tale Witch word worthy
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 59 - For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires ! Let not light see my black and deep desires. The eye wink at the hand ! yet let that be, Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.
Seite 69 - Be so much more the man. Nor time nor place Did then adhere, and yet you would make both: They have made themselves, and that their fitness now Does unmake you. 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, 121.
Seite 152 - I have almost forgot the taste of fears : The time has been, my senses would have cool'd To hear a night-shriek ; and my fell of hair Would at a dismal treatise rouse and stir As life were in't : I have supp'd full with horrors ; Direness, familiar to my slaughterous thoughts, Cannot once start me.
Seite 67 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly. If the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch, With his surcease, success ; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, — We'd jump the life to come.
Seite 105 - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
Seite 141 - tis time to do't. Hell is murky. Fie, my lord, fie ! a soldier, and afeard? What need we fear who knows it, when none can call our power to account? Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him? Doct. Do you mark that? Lady M. The thane of Fife had a wife; where is she now? What, will these hands ne'er be clean? No more o' that, my lord, no more o' that: you mar all with this starting.
Seite 55 - tis strange ! And oftentimes, to win us to our harm, The instruments of darkness tell us truths ; Win us with honest trifles, to betray us In deepest consequence.
Seite 68 - Which would be worn now in their newest gloss, Not cast aside so soon. Lady M. 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...
Seite 158 - That palter with us in a double sense; That keep the word of promise to our ear, And break it to our hope.
Seite 138 - Merciful heaven ! — What, man ! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows; Give sorrow words : the grief that does not speak Whispers the o'erfraught heart, and bids it break.