Macbeth, from the text of S. Johnson and G. Steevens, revised |
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Come , thick night * , * And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen
knife * see not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the
dark * , To cry , Hold , hold ! -- Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor * ! Enter MACBETH .
Come , thick night * , * And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen
knife * see not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the
dark * , To cry , Hold , hold ! -- Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor * ! Enter MACBETH .
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... he did appoint so . Len . The night has been unruly : where we lay , Our
chimneys were blown down and , as they say , Lamentings heard i'the air ; *
strange screams of death ; And prophesying , with accents terrible , Of dire
combustion ...
... he did appoint so . Len . The night has been unruly : where we lay , Our
chimneys were blown down and , as they say , Lamentings heard i'the air ; *
strange screams of death ; And prophesying , with accents terrible , Of dire
combustion ...
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As far , my lord , as will fill up the time ' Twixt this and supper : go not my horse the
better " , I nust become a borrower of the night , For a dark hour or twain . Mac .
Fail not our feast . Ban . My lord , I will not . Mac . “ We hear our bloody cousins ...
As far , my lord , as will fill up the time ' Twixt this and supper : go not my horse the
better " , I nust become a borrower of the night , For a dark hour or twain . Mac .
Fail not our feast . Ban . My lord , I will not . Mac . “ We hear our bloody cousins ...
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Within this hour , at most , I will advise you where to plant yourselves ; 140 “ *
Acquaint you with the perfect spy o'the time , The moment on't ; " for't must be
done to - night , And something from the palace ; always thought " , That I require
a ...
Within this hour , at most , I will advise you where to plant yourselves ; 140 “ *
Acquaint you with the perfect spy o'the time , The moment on't ; " for't must be
done to - night , And something from the palace ; always thought " , That I require
a ...
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Mác . There's comfort yet , they are assailable ; Then be thou jocund : ere the bat
hath flown His cloister'd flight ; ere , to black Hecat's summons , * The shard -
borne beetle , with his drowsy hums , 200 Hath rung night's yawning peal , there
...
Mác . There's comfort yet , they are assailable ; Then be thou jocund : ere the bat
hath flown His cloister'd flight ; ere , to black Hecat's summons , * The shard -
borne beetle , with his drowsy hums , 200 Hath rung night's yawning peal , there
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Attendants Banquo bear Birnam blood born Bring charm comes dare dead death deed Doct double doubt Duncan England Enter MACBETH Exeunt Exit eyes face father fear fight Fleance friends Gent Give given grace hand hast hath head hear heart heaven highness hold honour hope hour I'll i'the keep king Knock known Lady Lady MACBETH leave LENOX light live look lord Macd Macduff MALCOLM meet mind murder nature never night noble once play poor pray reason rest Rosse SCENE Scotland shake shew SIWARD sleep Soldiers speak spirits stand strange sword tell thane thane of Cawdor thanks thee There's things thou thought Thunder tongue trouble true truth wife Witch woman wood worthy young
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Seite 42 - 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.
Seite 6 - Live you ? or are you aught That man may question ? You seem to understand me, By each at once her choppy finger laying Upon her skinny lips. — You should be women, And yet your beards forbid me to interpret That you are so.
Seite 14 - 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 13 - Yet do I fear thy nature ; It is too full o' the milk of human kindness To catch the nearest way.
Seite 42 - Enter MACBETH. How now, my lord ? why do you keep alone, Of sorriest fancies your companions making ? Using those thoughts which should indeed have died With them they think on ? Things without all remedy, Should be without regard : what's done is done.
Seite 16 - This guest of summer, The temple-haunting. martlet, does approve, By his lov'd mansionry, that the heaven's breath Smells wooingly here : no jutty, frieze, Buttress, nor coigne of vantage, but this bird Hath made his pendent bed, and procreant cradle : Where they most breed and haunt, I have observ'd, The air is delicate.
Seite 15 - You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry " Hold, hold !
Seite 72 - Put on with holy prayers : and 'tis spoken, To the succeeding royalty he leaves The healing benediction. With this strange virtue, He hath a heavenly gift of prophecy ; And sundry blessings hang about his throne, That speak him full of grace.
Seite 82 - Cure her of that: Canst thou not minister to a mind diseas'd ; Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow; Raze out the written troubles of the brain ; And with some sweet oblivious antidote Cleanse the stuffd bosom of that perilous stuff Which weighs upon the heart?
Seite 5 - The weird sisters, hand in hand, Posters of the sea and land, Thus do go about, about: Thrice to thine, and thrice to mine, And thrice again, to make up nine.