Macbeth: A TragedyNassau Steam Press, 1889 - 72 Seiten |
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... mortal knowledge . When I burn'd in desire to question them further , they made themselves air , into which they vanish'd . Whiles I stood rapt in the wonder of it , came missives from the king , who all- hail'd me , ' Thane of Cawdor ...
... mortal knowledge . When I burn'd in desire to question them further , they made themselves air , into which they vanish'd . Whiles I stood rapt in the wonder of it , came missives from the king , who all- hail'd me , ' Thane of Cawdor ...
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... mortal thoughts , unsex me here ; And fill me , from the crown to th ' toe top - full Of direst cruelty ! make thick my blood , Stop up the access and passage to remorse , That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose ...
... mortal thoughts , unsex me here ; And fill me , from the crown to th ' toe top - full Of direst cruelty ! make thick my blood , Stop up the access and passage to remorse , That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose ...
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... mortal murders on their crowns , And push us from our stools : this is more strange Than such a murder is . Lady M. My worthy lord , Your noble friends do lack you . Macb . I do forget.- Do not muse at me , my most worthy friends ; I ...
... mortal murders on their crowns , And push us from our stools : this is more strange Than such a murder is . Lady M. My worthy lord , Your noble friends do lack you . Macb . I do forget.- Do not muse at me , my most worthy friends ; I ...
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... Sweet bodements ! good ! Rebellion's head rise never , till the wood Of Birnam rise , and our high - plac'd Macbeth Shall live the lease of nature , pay his breath . To time and mortal custom . Yet my heart Throbs 54 MACBETH .
... Sweet bodements ! good ! Rebellion's head rise never , till the wood Of Birnam rise , and our high - plac'd Macbeth Shall live the lease of nature , pay his breath . To time and mortal custom . Yet my heart Throbs 54 MACBETH .
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... mortal sword , and like good men Bestride our down - fall'n birthdom : each new morn New widows howl ; new orphans cry ; new sorrows Strike Heaven on the face , that it resounds As if it felt with Scotland and yell'd out Like syllable ...
... mortal sword , and like good men Bestride our down - fall'n birthdom : each new morn New widows howl ; new orphans cry ; new sorrows Strike Heaven on the face , that it resounds As if it felt with Scotland and yell'd out Like syllable ...
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2nd W 3rd W anon Apparition ARTHUR SULLIVAN Attendants Birnam wood Black Spirits blood Castle SCENE cousin daggers dare death deed Doctor Duncan Dunsinane Enter BANQUO Enter Lady MACBETH Enter MACBETH Enter MALCOLM Enter Ross Exeunt Exit fear fight Fleance friends Gentlewoman Give Glamis hail hand Harker hath Hawes Craven hear heart heaven HECATE Hecate's HENRY IRVING Here's honour is't king Knocking LENNOX look lord LYCEUM THEATRE Macb MACBETH'S Castle Macd Macduff Mach Middleton's mortal munch'd murder murder'd NASSAU STEAM PRESS night noble Officer Palace play poison'd Re-enter Ross and ANGUS SCENE 2.-The Scotland Servant SEYTON shake Shakespeare's shalt sight Siward sleep Soldiers songs speak strange sword thane of Cawdor thee thine things thou art thought Thunder to-morrow to-night tongue tyrant weird sisters What's wife WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE Wood of Birnam worthy thane wouldst
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Seite 24 - 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.
Seite 32 - 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.
Seite 44 - 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.
Seite 23 - The Prince of Cumberland ! that is a step, On which I must fall down, or else o'erleap, 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.
Seite 20 - New honours come upon him Like our strange garments ; cleave not to their mould, But with the aid of use. Macb. Come what come may ; Time and the hour runs through the roughest day.
Seite 50 - I will) to the weird sisters : More shall they speak ; for now I am bent to know, By the worst means, the worst. For mine own good, All causes shall give way : I am in blood Stepp'd 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.
Seite 53 - 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...
Seite 51 - Fillet of a fenny snake, In the cauldron boil and bake ; Eye of newt and toe of frog, Wool of bat and tongue of dog...
Seite 49 - Can such things be, And overcome' us like a summer's cloud, Without our special wonder?
Seite 44 - Nought's had, all's spent, Where our desire is got without content: 'Tis safer to be that which we destroy, Than, by destruction, dwell in doubtful joy.