The Dramatic Writings of Will. Shakespeare: With Introductory Prefaces to Each Play ; Printed Complete from the Best Editions, Volum 6R. Morison Junr., 1798 |
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Pàgina 8
... Stands not within the profpect of belief , No more than to be Cawdor . Say , from whence You owe this strange intelligence ; or why Upon this blasted heath you stop our way With fuch prophetic greeting ? -Speak , I charge you ...
... Stands not within the profpect of belief , No more than to be Cawdor . Say , from whence You owe this strange intelligence ; or why Upon this blasted heath you stop our way With fuch prophetic greeting ? -Speak , I charge you ...
Pàgina 27
... stand to ; in conclufion , equivocates him in a sleep , and , giving him the lie , leaves him . Macd . I believe drink gave thee the lie last night . Port . That it did , fir , i ' the very throat o ' me : But I requited him for his lie ...
... stand to ; in conclufion , equivocates him in a sleep , and , giving him the lie , leaves him . Macd . I believe drink gave thee the lie last night . Port . That it did , fir , i ' the very throat o ' me : But I requited him for his lie ...
Pàgina 43
... Stand to't . Ban . It will be rain - to - night . 1 Mur . Let it come down . [ They assault BANQUO . Ban . Oh , treachery ! Fly , good Fleance , fly , fly , fly ; Thou may'st revenge.- -Oh flave ! [ Dies . FLEANCE efcapes . 2 Mur . Who ...
... Stand to't . Ban . It will be rain - to - night . 1 Mur . Let it come down . [ They assault BANQUO . Ban . Oh , treachery ! Fly , good Fleance , fly , fly , fly ; Thou may'st revenge.- -Oh flave ! [ Dies . FLEANCE efcapes . 2 Mur . Who ...
Pàgina 46
... Stand not upon the order of your going , But go at once . Len . Good night , and better health Attend his majesty ! Lady . A kind good night to all ! [ Exeunt Lords . Mach . It will have blood ; they fay , blood will have blood : Stones ...
... Stand not upon the order of your going , But go at once . Len . Good night , and better health Attend his majesty ! Lady . A kind good night to all ! [ Exeunt Lords . Mach . It will have blood ; they fay , blood will have blood : Stones ...
Pàgina 55
... Stands Macbeth thus amazedly ? - Come , fifter , cheer we up his fprights , And thew the best of our delights ; I'll ... Stand aye accurfed in the calendar ! — . Come in , without there ! Enter LENOX . Len . What's your grace's will ...
... Stands Macbeth thus amazedly ? - Come , fifter , cheer we up his fprights , And thew the best of our delights ; I'll ... Stand aye accurfed in the calendar ! — . Come in , without there ! Enter LENOX . Len . What's your grace's will ...
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Pàgina 68 - This story shall the good man teach his son; And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered...
Pàgina 18 - 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?
Pàgina 6 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the...
Pàgina 25 - Dear Duff, I pr'ythee, contradict thyself, And say, it is not so. Re-enter MACBETH and LENOX. Macb. Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had liv'da blessed time; for, from this instant, There's nothing serious in mortality : All is but toys : renown, and grace, is dead ; The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of.
Pàgina 38 - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
Pàgina 66 - 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.
Pàgina 9 - For in my way it lies. Stars hide your fires ! Let not light see my black and deep desires : The eye wink at the hand ! yet let that be, Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.
Pàgina 21 - Infirm of purpose ! Give me the daggers : the sleeping and the dead Are but as pictures : 'tis the eye of childhood That fears a painted devil.
Pàgina 66 - By Jove, I am not covetous for gold, Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost ; It yearns me not if men my garments wear ; Such outward things dwell not in my desires : But if it be a sin to covet honour, I am the most offending soul alive.
Pàgina 10 - 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...