The Tragedy of Macbeth, Band 18Macmillan, 1911 - 135 Seiten |
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... hand to murder , the web of circumstance seemed to control him and to force him from crime to crime . Interpretation . -Macbeth stands in the estimation of people in general very close to Hamlet , among the great- est of Shakespeare's ...
... hand to murder , the web of circumstance seemed to control him and to force him from crime to crime . Interpretation . -Macbeth stands in the estimation of people in general very close to Hamlet , among the great- est of Shakespeare's ...
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... 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 . Peace ! the charm's wound up . 20 . 25 Drum within . 30 35 Enter Macbeth and Banquo ...
... 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 . Peace ! the charm's wound up . 20 . 25 Drum within . 30 35 Enter Macbeth and Banquo ...
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... a step On which I must fall down , or else o'erleap , For in my way it lies . Stars , hide your fires ; 50 Let not light see my black and deep desires ; The eye wink at the hand ; yet let that 16 Act I The Tragedy of Macbeth.
... a step On which I must fall down , or else o'erleap , For in my way it lies . Stars , hide your fires ; 50 Let not light see my black and deep desires ; The eye wink at the hand ; yet let that 16 Act I The Tragedy of Macbeth.
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... hand ; yet let that be Which the eye fears , when it is done , to see . Dun . True , worthy Banquo ; he is full so valiant , And in his commendations I am fed ; Exit . 55 It is a banquet to me . Let's after him , Whose care is gone ...
... hand ; yet let that be Which the eye fears , when it is done , to see . Dun . True , worthy Banquo ; he is full so valiant , And in his commendations I am fed ; Exit . 55 It is a banquet to me . Let's after him , Whose care is gone ...
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... hand , your tongue ; look like the innocent flower , But be the serpent under't . He that's coming Must be provided for ; and you shall put This night's great business into my dispatch , Which shall to all our nights and days to come ...
... hand , your tongue ; look like the innocent flower , But be the serpent under't . He that's coming Must be provided for ; and you shall put This night's great business into my dispatch , Which shall to all our nights and days to come ...
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Alarums Angus Antony and Cleopatra Banquo Birnam wood blood Caith cauldron daggers dare dead death deed died hereafter Doct Donalbain Duncan Dunsinane Enter Lady Macbeth Enter Macbeth Enter Malcolm equivocation Exeunt Exit eyes familiar spirits fear Fleance Folio Forres Gent ghost give Glamis Glossary grace hail hand hath hear heart heaven Hecate Henry Holinshed honour horses is't King Knocking Lady Macduff Lennox lives look lord Macb Macbeth's castle Macd meaning murder nature night noble old Siward palace perfect spy Ph.D play pray Professor of Eng Professor of English Ross SCENE Scotland Servant Seyton Shakespeare Siward slain sleep Soldiers speak stage strange sword syllable thane of Cawdor thee There's thine things thou art thought three Witches to-night Tragedy of Macbeth traitor tyrant University viii weird sisters What's wife WILLIAM ALLAN NEILSON woman born worthy thane
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Seite 24 - 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 40 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 100 - She should have died hereafter; There would have been a time for such a word. To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, 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 106 - And thou opposed, being of no woman born, Yet I will try the last. Before my body I throw my warlike shield : lay on, Macduff, And damn'd be him that first cries ' Hold, enough !
Seite 97 - Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow, Raze out the written troubles of the brain And with some sweet oblivious antidote Cleanse the stuff'd bosom of that perilous stuff Which weighs upon the heart ? Doct.
Seite 13 - 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 24 - Which would be worn now in their newest gloss, Not cast aside so soon. Lady M. Was the hope drunk 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...
Seite 32 - Methought I heard a voice cry "Sleep no more! Macbeth does murder sleep...
Seite 29 - 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 ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw.
Seite 18 - Thus thou must do, if thou have it ; And that which rather thou dost fear to do Than wishest should be undone.' 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 9 - Are ye fantastical, or that indeed Which outwardly ye show? My noble partner You greet with present grace, and great prediction Of noble having, and of royal hope, That he seems rapt withal; to me you speak not: If you can look into the seeds of time, And say, which grain will grow, and which will not, Speak then to me, who neither beg, nor fear, Your favours, nor your hate.