The dramatic (poetical) works of William Shakspeare; illustr., embracing a life of the poet and notes, Band 3 |
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... Macb . So foul and fair a day I have not seen . Ban . How far is't called to Fores ? -What are these , So withered , and so wild in their attire ; That look not like the inhabitants o ' the earth , And yet are on't ? Live you ? or are ...
... Macb . So foul and fair a day I have not seen . Ban . How far is't called to Fores ? -What are these , So withered , and so wild in their attire ; That look not like the inhabitants o ' the earth , And yet are on't ? Live you ? or are ...
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... Macb . Your children shall be kings . Ban . Macb . And thane of Cawdor too ; went it not so ? Ban . To the self - same tune , and words . Who's here ? 1 " Sinel . " The late Dr. Beattie conjectured that the real name of this family was ...
... Macb . Your children shall be kings . Ban . Macb . And thane of Cawdor too ; went it not so ? Ban . To the self - same tune , and words . Who's here ? 1 " Sinel . " The late Dr. Beattie conjectured that the real name of this family was ...
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... Macb . The thane of Cawdor lives . Why do you dress me In borrowed robes ? Ang . Who was the thane , lives yet , But under heavy judgment bears that life Which he deserves to lose . Whether he was combined With those of Norway , or did ...
... Macb . The thane of Cawdor lives . Why do you dress me In borrowed robes ? Ang . Who was the thane , lives yet , But under heavy judgment bears that life Which he deserves to lose . Whether he was combined With those of Norway , or did ...
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... Macb . Two truths are told As happy prologues to the swelling act Of the imperial theme . - I thank you , gentlemen.- This supernatural soliciting Cannot be ill ; cannot be good . - If ill , Why hath it given me earnest of success ...
... Macb . Two truths are told As happy prologues to the swelling act Of the imperial theme . - I thank you , gentlemen.- This supernatural soliciting Cannot be ill ; cannot be good . - If ill , Why hath it given me earnest of success ...
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William Shakespeare. Come what come may ; Macb . Time and the hour runs through the roughest day . Ban . Worthy Macbeth , we stay upon your leisure . Macb . Give me your favor ; my dull brain was wrought With things forgotten . Kind ...
William Shakespeare. Come what come may ; Macb . Time and the hour runs through the roughest day . Ban . Worthy Macbeth , we stay upon your leisure . Macb . Give me your favor ; my dull brain was wrought With things forgotten . Kind ...
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Antigonus Antipholus arms art thou Aumerle Autolycus Banquo Bast Bastard bear blood Bohemia Boling Bolingbroke breath brother Camillo castle cousin crown death deed dost doth Dromio duke duke of Hereford earl England Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes fair Falstaff father Faulconbridge fear Fleance folio friends Gaunt give grace grief hand Harry Percy hath hear heart Heaven Holinshed honor Hubert John of Gaunt King Henry King John King Richard Lady Leon liege live look lord Macb Macbeth Macd Macduff majesty never noble Northumberland old copy reads peace Percy play Poins pr'ythee pray prince quarto queen Rich Rosse SCENE Shakspeare shame Shep soul speak stand Steevens sweet tell thane thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast thought tongue villain wife Witch word
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Seite 461 - I'll sup. Farewell. Poins. Farewell, my lord. [Exit POINS. P. Hen, I know you all, and will a while uphold The unyok'd humour of your idleness : Yet herein will I imitate the sun, Who doth permit the base contagious clouds To smother up his beauty from the world, That when he please again to be himself, Being wanted, he may be more wonder'd at, By breaking through the foul and ugly mists Of vapours, that did seem to strangle him.
Seite 380 - This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed and famous by their birth, Renowned for their deeds as far from home, For Christian service and true chivalry, As is the sepulchre in stubborn Jewry Of the world's ransom, blessed Mary's Son, This land of such dear souls, this dear dear land, Dear for her reputation through the world...
Seite 185 - 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, Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, Against the use of nature...
Seite 193 - 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 381 - This land of such dear souls, this dear, dear land, Dear for her reputation through the world, Is now leas'd out (I die pronouncing it), Like to a tenement, or pelting farm: England, bound in with the triumphant sea, Whose rocky shore beats back the envious siege Of watery Neptune, is now bound in with shame, With inky blots, and rotten parchment bonds: That England, that was wont to conquer others, Hath made a shameful conquest of itself.
Seite 189 - 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 should be undone.
Seite 195 - 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...
Seite 352 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Seite 462 - And nothing pleaseth but rare accidents. So, when this loose behaviour I throw off, And pay the debt I never promised, By how much better than my word I am, By so much shall I falsify men's hopes ; And, like bright metal on a sullen ground, My reformation, glittering o'er my fault, Shall show more goodly, and attract more eyes, Than that which hath no foil to set it off. I'll so offend, to make offence a skill, Redeeming time, when men think least I will.
Seite 318 - For Heaven's sake, Hubert, let me not be bound! Nay, hear me, Hubert! drive these men away, And I will sit as quiet as a lamb. I will not stir, nor wince, nor speak a word; Nor look upon the iron angerly : Thrust but these men away, and I'll forgive you, Whatever torment you do put me to.