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... natural agents , would be censured as transgressing the bounds of probability , be banished from the theatre to the nursery , and condemned to write fairy tales instead of tragedies ; but a survey of the notions that prevailed at the ...
... natural agents , would be censured as transgressing the bounds of probability , be banished from the theatre to the nursery , and condemned to write fairy tales instead of tragedies ; but a survey of the notions that prevailed at the ...
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... nature 20 Do swarm upon him ) , from the western isles Of Kernes and Gallow - glasses is supplied ; And fortune , on his damned quarrel smiling , Shew'd like a rebel's whore : but all's too weak : For brave Macbeth ( well he deserves ...
... nature 20 Do swarm upon him ) , from the western isles Of Kernes and Gallow - glasses is supplied ; And fortune , on his damned quarrel smiling , Shew'd like a rebel's whore : but all's too weak : For brave Macbeth ( well he deserves ...
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... nature ? Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings : My thought , whose murder yet is but fantastical , Shakes so my single state of man , that function Is smother'd in surmise ; and nothing is , But what is not . Ban . Look , how ...
... nature ? Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings : My thought , whose murder yet is but fantastical , Shakes so my single state of man , that function Is smother'd in surmise ; and nothing is , But what is not . Ban . Look , how ...
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... nature ; It is too full o ' the milk of human kindness , To catch the nearest way : thou would'st be great ; Art not without ambition ; but without The illness should attend it . What thou would'st highly , 339 That would'st thou holily ...
... nature ; It is too full o ' the milk of human kindness , To catch the nearest way : thou would'st be great ; Art not without ambition ; but without The illness should attend it . What thou would'st highly , 339 That would'st thou holily ...
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... nature Shake my fell purpose , nor keep peace between 360 The effect , and it ! Come to my woman's breasts , And take my milk for gall , you murd'ring minister's , Wherever in your sightless substances Cij 370 You You wait on nature's ...
... nature Shake my fell purpose , nor keep peace between 360 The effect , and it ! Come to my woman's breasts , And take my milk for gall , you murd'ring minister's , Wherever in your sightless substances Cij 370 You You wait on nature's ...
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ancient Angiers arms Arth Arthur Aust Banquo Beaumont and Fletcher Ben Jonson Blanch blood breath calf's-skin Const Constance curse Cymbeline Dauphin dead death deed devil doth Duncan edition England Enter MACBETH Exeunt eyes Faery Queen father Faulc FAULCONBRIDGE fear Fleance folio France give grief hand hast hath hear heart heaven Hecate HENLEY Henry VI Holinshed Honest Whore honour Hubert JOHNSON Julius Cæsar King Henry King John Lady Lewis look lord Macd Macduff majesty Malcolm MALONE means Melun murder night noble o'er old copy Pand passage peace Pemb perfect spy Phil Philip play Pope prince Queen Richard Rosse SCENE Scotland seems sense Shakspere Shakspere's shalt shew signifies sleep soul speak spirits STEEVENS thane thane of Cawdor thee Theobald There's thine things thou art thought tongue unto WARBURTON Witch word
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Strona 22 - It is too full o' the milk of human kindness To catch the nearest way : thou wouldst be great ; Art not without ambition ; but without The illness should attend it : what thou wouldst highly, That wouldst thou holily ; wouldst not play false, And yet wouldst wrongly win : thou'dst have, great Glamis, That which cries " Thus thou must do, if thou have it ; And that which rather thou dost fear to do Than wishest should be undone.
Strona 63 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Strona 99 - And be these juggling fiends no more believ'd That palter with us in a double sense, That keep the word of promise to our ear, And break it to our hope. I'll not fight with thee. Macd. Then yield thee, coward, And live to be the show and gaze o
Strona 27 - Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off...
Strona 60 - I am in blood Stept in so far, that, should I wade no more, Returning were as tedious as go o'er. Strange things I have in head, that will to hand, Which must be acted, ere they may be scann'd.
Strona 51 - But let the frame of things disjoint, both the worlds suffer, Ere we will eat our meal in fear, and sleep In the affliction of these terrible dreams That shake us nightly: better be with the dead, Whom we, to gain our place, have sent to peace, Than on the torture of the mind to lie In restless ecstasy. Duncan is in his grave ; After life's fitful fever he sleeps well; Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison, Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing, Can touch him further.
Strona 27 - We'd jump the life to come. But in these cases We still have judgment here ; that we but teach Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return To plague the inventor ; this even-handed justice Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice To our own lips.
Strona 18 - I am thane of Cawdor : If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, Against the use of nature ? Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings : My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical, Shakes so my single state of man, that function Is smother'd in surmise; and nothing is, But what is not.
Strona 23 - Than wishest should be undone.' Hie thee hither, That I may pour my spirits in thine ear ; And chastise with the valour of my tongue All that impedes thee from the golden round, Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem To have thee crown'd withal.
Strona 66 - I conjure you, by that which you profess, (Howe'er you come to know it,) answer me : Though you untie the winds, and let them fight Against the churches ; though the yesty waves Confound and swallow navigation up; Though bladed corn be lodg'd, and trees blown down; Though castles topple on their warders...