The Plays of William Shakspeare. ....T. Bensley, 1800 |
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... arms who fummoned them , and chose one MACDOWALDAS their captain . Macdowald speedily collected a confiderable body of forces from Ireland and the Western Isles , and in one action gained a victory over the king's army . In this battle ...
... arms who fummoned them , and chose one MACDOWALDAS their captain . Macdowald speedily collected a confiderable body of forces from Ireland and the Western Isles , and in one action gained a victory over the king's army . In this battle ...
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... arm'd , Compell'd these skipping Kernes to trust their heels ; But the Norweyan lord , furveying vantage , With furbish'd arms , and new supplies of men , Began a fresh affault . Dun . Dismay'd not this Our captains , Macbeth and Banquo ...
... arm'd , Compell'd these skipping Kernes to trust their heels ; But the Norweyan lord , furveying vantage , With furbish'd arms , and new supplies of men , Began a fresh affault . Dun . Dismay'd not this Our captains , Macbeth and Banquo ...
Strona 3
... arm ' gainst arm , Curbing his lavish spirit : And , to conclude , The victory fell on us ; - Dun . Great happiness ! B 2 Roffe . Roffe . That now Sweno , the Norways ' king Act t 3 МАСВЕТH .
... arm ' gainst arm , Curbing his lavish spirit : And , to conclude , The victory fell on us ; - Dun . Great happiness ! B 2 Roffe . Roffe . That now Sweno , the Norways ' king Act t 3 МАСВЕТH .
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... arm'd rhinoceros , or the Hyrcan tiger , Take any shape but that , and my firm nerves Shall never tremble : Or , be alive again , And dare me to the defert with thy sword ; If trembling I inhibit thee , protest me The baby of a girl ...
... arm'd rhinoceros , or the Hyrcan tiger , Take any shape but that , and my firm nerves Shall never tremble : Or , be alive again , And dare me to the defert with thy sword ; If trembling I inhibit thee , protest me The baby of a girl ...
Strona 77
... Arm , arm , and out ! - If this , which he avouches , does appear , There is nor flying hence , nor tarrying here . I ' gin to be a - weary of the fun , And with the estate o ' the world were now undone.- Ring the alarum bell : --- Blow ...
... Arm , arm , and out ! - If this , which he avouches , does appear , There is nor flying hence , nor tarrying here . I ' gin to be a - weary of the fun , And with the estate o ' the world were now undone.- Ring the alarum bell : --- Blow ...
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Strona 73 - I have lived long enough : my way of life Is fall'n into the sear, the yellow leaf ; And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.
Strona 21 - With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design Moves like a ghost. Thou sure and firm-set earth, Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear Thy very stones prate of my whereabout, And take the present horror from the time Which now suits with it. Whiles I threat, he lives: Words to the heat of deeds too cold breath gives. [A bell rings. I go, and it is done: the bell invites me. Hear it not, Duncan, for it is a knell That summons thee to heaven, or to hell.
Strona 16 - 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; And pity, like a naked new-born babe, Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubim horsed Upon the sightless couriers of the air, Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, That tears shall drown the wind.
Strona 49 - 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 91 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Strona 57 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Strona 16 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly; if the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch With his surcease success : that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, We'd jump the life to come.
Strona 20 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee: — I have thee not, and yet 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?
Strona 23 - How is't with me, when every noise appals me ? What hands are here ? ha ! they pluck out mine eyes. Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood Clean from my hand ? No, this my hand will rather The multitudinous seas incarnadine, Making the green one red.
Strona 16 - 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...