Tragedy of MacbethHarper, 1892 - 262 Seiten |
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... sense of religion , that instead of looking up- ward to find a superior , it looks around and sees all things as subject to itself . Lady Macbeth is placed in a dark , igno- rant , iron age ; her powerful intellect is slightly tinged ...
... sense of religion , that instead of looking up- ward to find a superior , it looks around and sees all things as subject to itself . Lady Macbeth is placed in a dark , igno- rant , iron age ; her powerful intellect is slightly tinged ...
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... sense . And , finally , the very thunder - cloud which , from the beginning almost to the ending , wraps this fear- ful tragedy in physical darkness and lurid glare , does but reflect and harmonize with the moral blackness of the piece ...
... sense . And , finally , the very thunder - cloud which , from the beginning almost to the ending , wraps this fear- ful tragedy in physical darkness and lurid glare , does but reflect and harmonize with the moral blackness of the piece ...
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... sense of the term . So far from finding any check to his design in the fact that the king be- stows on him the forfeited title of the traitorous thane of Cawdor as an especial mark of confidence in his loyalty , this only serves to whet ...
... sense of the term . So far from finding any check to his design in the fact that the king be- stows on him the forfeited title of the traitorous thane of Cawdor as an especial mark of confidence in his loyalty , this only serves to whet ...
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... sense of all the possible consequences to himself , and that alone , which rushes instantly and over- whelmingly upon his excitable fancy , so as to thunder its denunciations in his very ears . - The following scene shows us Macbeth ...
... sense of all the possible consequences to himself , and that alone , which rushes instantly and over- whelmingly upon his excitable fancy , so as to thunder its denunciations in his very ears . - The following scene shows us Macbeth ...
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... sense of error and misfortune , futile and unproductive as that sense is , increases . He lives under a dreary cloud , and all things look gray and cold . He has lived long enough , yet he clings to life ; that which should accompany ...
... sense of error and misfortune , futile and unproductive as that sense is , increases . He lives under a dreary cloud , and all things look gray and cold . He has lived long enough , yet he clings to life ; that which should accompany ...
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Banquo Birnam blood C. P. ed C. P. editors called castle cites Coll crime Cymb dagger death deed Delius Donalbain Donwald Duncan Dunsinane edition Elwin emendation England enimies Enter MACBETH evil Exeunt fear Fleance folio foorth Forres gallowglasses ghost give Glamis Glamis Castle hail hand hath haue heart heaven Hecate Holinshed honour horror hurlyburly husband Johnson king knocking Lady Macbeth Lady Macduff Lear Lennox lord Malcolm Malone means mind Moberly moral murder murther nature night noble passage play poet quoted by Furness reign remarks Rich Rolfe Rolfe's Ross says SCENE Schmidt explains Scone Scotland Second Witch seems sense Shakespeare Shakspere Society Siward slaine sleep Sonn speak spirit Steevens quotes suggested Temp thane thane of Cawdor thee things Third Witch thou thought tion VIII vnto vpon weird sisters wife woman word
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 66 - Wherein you dress'd yourself? Hath it slept since? And wakes it now, to look so green and pale At what it did so freely ? From this time Such I account thy love. Art thou afeard To be the same in thine own act and valour As thou art in desire ? Wouldst thou have that Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life, And live a coward in thine own esteem, Letting 'I dare not' wait upon 'I would,' Like the poor cat i
Seite 58 - This supernatural soliciting Cannot be ill ; cannot be good : — If ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth ? 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...
Seite 124 - She should have died hereafter; There would have been a time for such a word. Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow Creeps in this petty pace from day to day To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death.
Seite 62 - Come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me, from the crown to the 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...
Seite 100 - 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 61 - Yet do I fear thy nature ; 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...
Seite 257 - This castle hath a pleasant seat ; the air Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself Unto our gentle senses. BAN. This guest of summer, The temple-haunting martlet, does approve By his loved mansionry that the heaven's breath Smells wooingly here : no jutty, frieze, Buttress, nor coign of vantage, but this bird Hath made his pendent bed and procreant cradle : Where they most breed and haunt, I have observed The air is delicate.
Seite 234 - It ceased ; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, — A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.
Seite 43 - But wherefore could not I pronounce, Amen ? I had most need of blessing, and Amen stuck in my throat.
Seite 117 - Here's the smell of the blood still: all the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand.