Tragedy of Macbeth: Edited, with NotesHarper & Brothers, 1884 |
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... Macbeth , and that of King Duffe , the great - grandfather of Lady Macbeth , by Donwald . It will be seen , too , that Shakespeare has de- viated in other respects from the chronicle , especially in the character of Banquo . Although ...
... Macbeth , and that of King Duffe , the great - grandfather of Lady Macbeth , by Donwald . It will be seen , too , that Shakespeare has de- viated in other respects from the chronicle , especially in the character of Banquo . Although ...
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... Lady Macbeth's speech , " Had he not resembled my father as he slept , I had done't , ” there is murder and filial piety together , and in urging him to fulfil his vengeance against the defenceless king , her thoughts . spare the blood ...
... Lady Macbeth's speech , " Had he not resembled my father as he slept , I had done't , ” there is murder and filial piety together , and in urging him to fulfil his vengeance against the defenceless king , her thoughts . spare the blood ...
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... Macbeth thus amazedly ? " We might multiply such in- stances everywhere . . . . [ From Mrs. Jameson's " Characteristics of Women . ” † ] In the mind of Lady Macbeth , ambition is represented as the ruling motive , an intense ...
... Macbeth thus amazedly ? " We might multiply such in- stances everywhere . . . . [ From Mrs. Jameson's " Characteristics of Women . ” † ] In the mind of Lady Macbeth , ambition is represented as the ruling motive , an intense ...
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... woman herself remains a woman to the last - still linked with her sex and with humanity . We must bear in mind that the first idea of murdering Duncan is not suggested by Lady Macbeth to her husband : it springs within his mind , and is ...
... woman herself remains a woman to the last - still linked with her sex and with humanity . We must bear in mind that the first idea of murdering Duncan is not suggested by Lady Macbeth to her husband : it springs within his mind , and is ...
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... Macbeth to the execu- tion of their project , and her masculine indifference to blood and death , would inspire ... Lady Macbeth displays the most savage and relentless determination are so worded as to fill the mind with the idea ...
... Macbeth to the execu- tion of their project , and her masculine indifference to blood and death , would inspire ... Lady Macbeth displays the most savage and relentless determination are so worded as to fill the mind with the idea ...
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Seite 69 - 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. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going ; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o...
Seite 61 - The effect and it ! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances 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 123 - 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 122 - I have almost forgot the taste of fears : The time has been, my senses would have cool'd To hear a night-shriek ; and my fell of hair Would at a dismal treatise rouse and stir As life were in 't : I have supp'd full with horrors ; Direness, familiar to my slaughterous thoughts, Cannot once start me.
Seite 87 - s to be done ? Macb. Be innocent of the knowledge, dearest chuck, Till thou applaud the deed. Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day, And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale ! Light thickens, and the crow Makes wing to the rooky wood : Good things of day begin to droop and drowse, Whiles night's black agents to their preys do rouse.
Seite 86 - His cloister'd flight; ere to black Hecate's summons The shard-borne beetle with his drowsy hums Hath rung night's yawning peal, there shall be done A deed of dreadful note.
Seite 82 - Reigns that which would be fear'd : 'tis much he dares ; And, to that dauntless temper of his mind, He hath a wisdom that doth guide his valour To act in safety. There is none but he Whose being I do fear : and, under him, My Genius is rebuked ; as, it is said, Mark Antony's was by Caesar.
Seite 60 - 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 wouldst thou holily; wouldst not play false, And yet wouldst wrongly win...
Seite 256 - 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 72 - I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal, For it must seem their guilt. Exit. Knocking within MACBETH. Whence is that knocking? How is't with me, when every noise appals me? What hands are here? Ha! they pluck out mine eyes. Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood Clean from my hand? No; this my hand will rather The multitudinous seas incarnadine, Making the green one red.