...vain with cymbal's ring They call the grisly king, In dismal dance about the furnace blue. MILTON. Come, thick Night, , And pall thee in the dunnest...through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold! Hold! SHAKSPEARE, MACBETH. Richard yet lives, hell's black intelligencer. IDEM, RICHARD in. How now you secret,...

...seems for ever twisting and untwisting its own strength. Perhaps the true reading in Macbeth * is * Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke...makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark ! Act I. sc. 5. U 4 — blank height of the dark — and not "blanket." " Height" was most commonly...

...ever twisting and untwisting its own strength. Perhaps the true reading in Macbeth* is — blank " Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke...| Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark !" Act i., ac. 5. But, after all, may not the ultimate allusion be to so humble an image as that of...

...ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall5 thee in the dunnest smoke of hell! That my keen knife...Hold, hold ! Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor \ Enter MACBETH. Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter ! 1 Well may the messenger want breath, as such...

...stabbing at the liberties and happiness of mankind, they would rather cry out, with Macbeth,— -" Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke...through the blanket of the dark, To cry hold ! hold!" LANDSCAPE GARDENING—Artificial nature : the finest of the fine arts. He who lays out VOL. ii. i;...

...stabbing at the liberties and happiness of mankind, they would rather cry out, with Macbeth, — -" Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke...through the blanket of the dark, To cry hold ! hold !" LANDSCAPE GARDENING— Artificial nature: the finest of the fine arts. He who lays out grounds and...

...himself is hoarse, \ l'ii' Attendant. That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan Under my battlements. 1 ! wurthy Cawdor ! Enter MACBETH. Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter ! Thy letters have transported...

...composed of heroes and heroines, not men and women. The lines objected to, as " poetry debased," are — " Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke...through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, hold !" The learned lexicographer first finds fault with the word dun, because it is a " low" expression,...

...in its nature; and, accordingly, we find Shakspeare thus expressing his sublime conceptions :— ' Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke...through the blanket of the dark To cry, hold, hold.' MACBETH. Sir Walter Scott, also, the modern master of the strongest and most understood facts and feelings...

...Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief ! Come, thick night, And pall 3 thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ; That my keen knife...Hold, hold ! '—Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor ! Enter MACBETH. Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter ! Thy letters have transported me beyond This...