 | Samuel Hibbert - 1825 - 475 trang
...doubt respecting the nature or purport of the imaginary dagger he saw before him, — " Mine eyes arc made the fools o' the other senses, Or else worth all the rest" The ideas which have their origin in the affection* of our muscular frame much less frequently delude... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826
...; a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshal'st me the way...worth all the rest : I see thee still : And on thy blade, and dudgeon8, gouts9 of blood, Which was not so before. — There's no such thing : It is the... | |
 | 1826
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 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 960 trang
...heat-oppressed brain ? I see thec yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshal's! thce still ; And on thy blade, and dudgeon, gouts of blood, Which was not so before. — There's no... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826
...; a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshal'st me the way...instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o'the other senses, Or else worth all the rest : I see thee still : And on thy blade, and dudgeon8,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826
...; a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshal'st me the way...instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o'the other senses, Or else worth all the rest : I see thee still ; And on thy blade, and dudgeon,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826
...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 marshal'st me the way...instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o'the other senses, Or else worth all the rest: I see thee still: And on thy blade, and dudgeon 8 ,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826
...the way that I was going ; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o'the other senses, Or else worth all the rest : I see thee still : And on thy blade, and dudgeon8, gouts9 of blood, Which was not so before. — There's no such thing : It is the... | |
 | 1826
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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? 
