 | William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe - 1709 - 602 trang
...And pall thee in the dunneft Smoak of Hell, That my keen Knife fee not the wound it makes, Nor Heav'n peep through the Blanket of the dark, To cry, hold, hold. Enter Macbeth. Greater than both, r by the all hail hereafter, Thy Letters hive" tranfported me beyond This ignorant... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1733 - 492 trang
...And pall theein thedunneft fmoakof hell, That my keen knife fee not the wound it makes ; Nor heav'n peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, hold,...hold !— — Enter Macbeth. Great Glamis ! worthy Cazvdor ! [Embracing him. Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter ! Thy letters have tranfported... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1762 - 478 trang
...pall thee in the dunneft fmoke of hell, That my keen knife fee not the wound it makes ; Nor heav'n peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, hold, hold ! Enter Macbeth. Great Glamis ! worthy Caxvdor ! [Embraring bint. Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter ! Thy letters have tranfported... | |
 | 1762 - 414 trang
...he thus exprefles himfelf: • " Come thick night " And veil thee, in die dunneft fpoke of hell, " Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, " To cry, hold, hold. That 2 That the words dunneft, and blanket, which are fo common in vulgar mouths, deftroy, in fome... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1767 - 404 trang
...fmoak of hell ! That my keen knife fee not the wound it makes; < And that which rather 2: and hit, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, bald ! — Great Glamis ! worthy Ca-ivdor ! Enter MACBETH. Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1768 - 360 trang
...pall thee in the dunneft fmoke of hell, That my keen knife fee not the wound it makes ; Nor heav'n peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, hold, hold! Enter Macbeth. Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter! Thy letters have tranfported me beyond This ign'rant... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 558 trang
...on nature's mifchief ! — Come, thick night, 7 And pall thee in the dunneft fmoke of hell ! That my keen knife fee not the wound it makes; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, * To cry, bold, bold! Enter cannot be doubted that Shakefpeare wrote differently, perhaps thus, That no compunBious... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 514 trang
...And pall-thee in the dunnelt fmoak of hell, That my keen knife fee not the wound it makes; Nor heav'n peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, hold, hold ! Enter Macbeth.. Great Glarnis ! worthy Cantidor ! [Embracing lint* Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter! Thy, letters... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1778 - 632 trang
...blood to obtain niy vile defire : 7 And pall thec in the dnnneft frnoke of hell ! That my keen knife 8 fee not the wound it makes,' Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark9, 'To cry, Hold, bold! - Great Glamis ! worthy CawdorM Enter " Be then my coverture thick ugly... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1784 - 1118 trang
...nature's mil'chief 4 ! Come, thick And pall ь thee in the dunnelt fmoke of hell ! Tliat my keen knife 6 fee not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hala, Ijold ^ .'—Great С brr. : ' worthyCawdor 1 Enter Mactiítb* Grear;r than both, by the all-hail... | |
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You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife see not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, hold ! Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor ! Enter MACBETH. 
