The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare, Adapted for Family ReadingRichard Griffin and Company, 1861 - 864 Seiten |
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... Macb . Speak , if you can ; -What are you ? 1 Witch . All hail , Macbeth ! hail to thee , thane of Glamis ! 2 Witch ... Macb . Stay , you imperfect speakers , tell me more : By Sinel's death , I know , I am thane of Glamis ; But ...
... Macb . Speak , if you can ; -What are you ? 1 Witch . All hail , Macbeth ! hail to thee , thane of Glamis ! 2 Witch ... Macb . Stay , you imperfect speakers , tell me more : By Sinel's death , I know , I am thane of Glamis ; But ...
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... Macb . The service and the loyalty I owe , In doing it , pays itself . Your highness ' part Is to receive our duties : and our duties Are to your throne and state , children , and ser- vants ; [ thing Which do but what they should , by ...
... Macb . The service and the loyalty I owe , In doing it , pays itself . Your highness ' part Is to receive our duties : and our duties Are to your throne and state , children , and ser- vants ; [ thing Which do but what they should , by ...
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... Macb . My dearest love , Duncan comes here to - night . Lady M. And when goes hence ? Macb . To - morrow , -as he purposes . Lady M. Shall sun that morrow see ! O , never Your face , my thane , is as a book , where men May read strange ...
... Macb . My dearest love , Duncan comes here to - night . Lady M. And when goes hence ? Macb . To - morrow , -as he purposes . Lady M. Shall sun that morrow see ! O , never Your face , my thane , is as a book , where men May read strange ...
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... Macb . Lady M. If we should fail , - We fail ! But screw your courage to the sticking - place , And we'll not fail . When Duncan is asleep , ( Whereto the rather shall his day's hard journey Soundly invite him , ) his two chamberlains ...
... Macb . Lady M. If we should fail , - We fail ! But screw your courage to the sticking - place , And we'll not fail . When Duncan is asleep , ( Whereto the rather shall his day's hard journey Soundly invite him , ) his two chamberlains ...
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William Shakespeare, Thomas Bowdler. Macb . Lady M. I heard the owl scream , and the Did not you speak ? [ crickets cry . When ? Lady M. Now . Macb . As I descended ? Lady M. Ay . Macb . Hark ! - Who lies i ' the second chamber ? Lady M ...
William Shakespeare, Thomas Bowdler. Macb . Lady M. I heard the owl scream , and the Did not you speak ? [ crickets cry . When ? Lady M. Now . Macb . As I descended ? Lady M. Ay . Macb . Hark ! - Who lies i ' the second chamber ? Lady M ...
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Seite 300 - To be, or not to be, — that is the question : — Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them ? — To die, — to sleep, — No more ; and by a sleep to say we end The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to, — 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, — to sleep ; — To sleep ! perchance to dream : — ay, there's the rub ; For in that sleep of...
Seite 186 - Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel, And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school : and then, the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress
Seite 324 - 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. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going ; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o...
Seite 443 - Fear no more the frown o' the great, Thou art past the tyrant's stroke: Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak: The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.
Seite 122 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Seite 373 - This is the excellent foppery of the world ! that, when we are sick in fortune, (often the surfeit of our own behaviour,) we make guilty of our disasters, the sun, the moon, and the stars ; as if we were villains by necessity ; fools, "by heavenly compulsion ; knaves, thieves, and treachers,* by spherical predominance ; drunkards, liars, and adulterers, by an enforced obedience of planetary influence ; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on...
Seite 103 - Sigh, no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny ; Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.
Seite 301 - Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue : but if you mouth it, as many of our players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines. Nor do not saw the air too much with your hand, thus ; but use all gently ; for in the very torrent, tempest, and (as I may say) whirlwind of your passion, you must acquire and beget a temperance, that may give it smoothness. O, it offends me to the soul, to hear a robustious periwig-pated fellow tear a passion to tatters,...
Seite 355 - O now, for ever, Farewell the tranquil mind ! Farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, That make ambition virtue ! O, farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner ; and all quality. Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war ! And O, you mortal engines, whose rude throats The immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit, Farewell ! Othello's occupation's gone ! lago.
Seite 323 - Like the poor cat i' the adage ? Macb. . Pr'ythee, peace : I dare do all that may become a man ; Who dares do more, is none. Lady M. What beast was't then, That made you break this enterprise to me ? When you durst do it, then you were a man ; And, to be more than what you were, you would 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...