 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 504 trang
...compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between The effect, and it! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall,...wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall thee 8 in the dunnest smoke of hell! That my keen knife 9 see not the wound it makes; 5 The raven... | |
 | British essayists - 1823 - 820 trang
...breaks out amidst his emotions into a wish natural to a murderer : — Come, thick night ! And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife...makes; Nor Heaven peep through the blanket of the darkv To cry, Hold! hold! In this passage is exerted all the force of poetry, that force which calls... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1823 - 408 trang
...breaks out amidst his emotions into a wish natural to a murderer : — Come, thick night ! And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife...makes ; Nor Heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold ! hold ! In this passage is exerted all the force of poetry, that force which calls... | |
 | James Ferguson - 1823 - 378 trang
...he breaks out amidst his emotions into a wish natural to a murderer : -Come, thick night ! And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife...makes ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold ! hold ! In this passage is exerted all the force of poetry, that force which calls... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 344 trang
...compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between The effect, and it ! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall,...You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, xYnd pall* thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knifef see not the wound it makes; Nor... | |
 | British poets - 1824 - 676 trang
...runs* night's yawning peal, there shall be done A deed ot dreadful note. Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife...makes ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, hold, hold ! Thou sure and firm-set earth, Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Dodd - 1824 - 428 trang
...minisWherever in your sightless substances [ters, You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall J thee in the dunnest smoke of hell! That my keen knife§...makes ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, Hold ! MACBETH'S IRRESOLUTION. If it were done, when 'tis done, then 'twere well... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 882 trang
...nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between Ti-e effect and it ! Come to my woman's j>reasts, And take my milk for gall, you murd'ring ministers,...wait on nature's mischief ! Come, thick night, And pall theein the duunest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife see not the wound, it makes, Nor heaven... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1825 - 1010 trang
...ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances Yoa wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall %pБ dark, To cry, Bold, hold! Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor ! Enter MACBETH. Greater than both, by the all-bail... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 460 trang
...compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between The effect, and it 7 ! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall,...wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall 8 thee in the dunnest smoke of hell! That my keen knife see not the wound it makes; Nor heaven... | |
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The effect, and it. Come to .my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife... 
