 She should have died hereafter ; There would have been a time for such a word, — To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time ; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The...  Studies from the English Poets - Trang 185bởi George Frederick Graham - 1852 - 519 trangXem Toàn bộ - Giới thiệu về cuốn sách này
 | William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837 - 370 trang
...slaught'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me. Wherefore was that cry ? Sey. The queen, my lord, is dead. Mad. She should have died hereafter ; There would have...dusty death. Out, out, brief candle ! Life's but a walking shadow ; a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 1130 trang
...thoughts. Cannot once start me. — Wherefore was that cry 1 Sey, The queen, my lord, is dead. Mar. lliam walking shadow ; a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 536 trang
...thoughts, Cannot once start me.—Wherefore was that cry? Sey. The queen, my lord, is dead. JM«c6. She should have died hereafter; There would have been...dusty death/' Out, out, brief candle } Life's but a walking shadow ; a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 396 trang
...my fell a 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...To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time ; And all our yesterdays have... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 582 trang
...night-shriek ; and my fell of hair Would at a dismal treatise rouse, and stir As life were in 't : I have supped full with horrors; Direness, familiar...To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time ; And all our yesterdays have... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 450 trang
...dismal treatise rouse , and stir , As life were in 't. I have supp'd full with horrors : Bireness , familiar to my slaughterous thoughts , Cannot once...To-morrow , and to-morrow , and to-morrow , Creeps in this petty pace from day to day , To the last syllable of recorded time ; And all our yesterdays have... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 406 trang
...and stir As life were in 't : I have supp'd full with horrors ; Direness, familiar to my slaught'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me. — Wherefore was...To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time ; And all our yesterdays have... | |
 | 1849 - 606 trang
...apartments, he asks — " Wherefore was that cry ? " Seyton. — The queen, my lord, is dead. " Macbeth. — She should have died hereafter ; There would have...dusty death. Out, out, brief candle ! Life's but a walking shadow ; a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no... | |
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