Shakespeare's MacbethH. Holt, 1917 - 145 Seiten |
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... heart and his wife's . Fatally in harmony , therefore , with his heart's desire , is this supernatural message . Banquo , not being beset by inward ambitions to echo these weird greetings , takes the witches lightly , almost frivolously ...
... heart and his wife's . Fatally in harmony , therefore , with his heart's desire , is this supernatural message . Banquo , not being beset by inward ambitions to echo these weird greetings , takes the witches lightly , almost frivolously ...
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... heart are moving towards a common end . Again Macbeth is ready with his " mortal instruments " to do mighty deeds . But , alas , how weirdly different this harmony of purposes and moods from that with which he slew Macdonwald , and put ...
... heart are moving towards a common end . Again Macbeth is ready with his " mortal instruments " to do mighty deeds . But , alas , how weirdly different this harmony of purposes and moods from that with which he slew Macdonwald , and put ...
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... heart in depicting the anguish of the sleep - walker , whose guilty conscience is hounding her into death and hell . Sir Henry Irving and Ellen Terry The realm of consciousness - the haunted mind , the agonized spirit , the tremulous ...
... heart in depicting the anguish of the sleep - walker , whose guilty conscience is hounding her into death and hell . Sir Henry Irving and Ellen Terry The realm of consciousness - the haunted mind , the agonized spirit , the tremulous ...
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... heart knock at my ribs , Against the use of nature ? Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings . My thought , whose murder yet is but fantastical , I 20 130 Shakes so my single state of man that function 140 Ban . Is smother'd in ...
... heart knock at my ribs , Against the use of nature ? Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings . My thought , whose murder yet is but fantastical , I 20 130 Shakes so my single state of man that function 140 Ban . Is smother'd in ...
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... hearts each to other . 150 Very gladly . [ Exeunt . Macb . Till then , enough . Come , friends . SCENE IV Forres . The palace Flourish . Enter DUNCAN , MALCOLM , DONALBAIN , LEN- NOX , and Attendants Dun . Is execution done on Cawdor ...
... hearts each to other . 150 Very gladly . [ Exeunt . Macb . Till then , enough . Come , friends . SCENE IV Forres . The palace Flourish . Enter DUNCAN , MALCOLM , DONALBAIN , LEN- NOX , and Attendants Dun . Is execution done on Cawdor ...
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accent audience Banquet Banquo Birnam blood CAITHNESS called castle Enter cauldron Charles Macklin crown daggers dare darkness dead death deed devil died hereafter Doct Donalbain Duncan Dunsinane Edwin Booth Enter LADY MACBETH Enter MACBETH evil Exeunt Exit eyes fate fear fight Fleance Forres foul Gent ghost Give Glamis grace Hail hand hath hear heart heaven Hecate honor hope horror husband instruments of darkness King of Scotland Knocking Lady Macduff LENNOX lives look lord Macb Macd Macduff means metre mind mortal murder nature night noble peace play pray prophecy Ross royal SCENE Scotland sense SEYTON Shakespeare Siddons SIWARD sleep Soldiers speak speech spirit stage strange sword syllable thane of Cawdor thee There's thine things Third Mur Third Witch thou art thought tragedy TRAGEDY OF MACBETH treason truth tyrant weird sisters weird women wife word worthy ΙΟ
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Seite 80 - tis time to do't. — Hell is murky ! — Fie, my lord, fie ! a soldier, and afeard ? What need we fear who knows it, when none can call our power to account ? — Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him ? Doct. Do you mark that ? Lady At. The thane of Fife had a wife : where is she now ? — What, will these hands ne'er be clean ? — No more o' that, my lord ; no more o' that : you mar all with this starting.
Seite 26 - Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses, Or else worth all the rest ; I see thee still, And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood, Which was not so before. There's no such thing : It is the bloody business which informs Thus to mine eyes.
Seite 26 - Moves like a ghost. Thou sure and firm-set earth, Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear Thy very stones prate of my whereabout, And take the present horror from the time, Which now suits with it. Whiles I threat, he lives; Words to the heat of deeds too cold breath gives.
Seite 16 - 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 11 - tis strange : And oftentimes, to win us to our harm, The instruments of darkness tell us truths ; Win us with honest trifles, to betray us In deepest consequence Cousins, a word, . I pray you.
Seite 29 - Who was it that thus cried? Why, worthy thane, You do unbend your noble strength, to think So brainsickly of things. Go get some water, And wash this filthy witness from your hand. Why did you bring these daggers from the place? They must lie there: go carry them, and smear The sleepy grooms with blood.
Seite 20 - Could trammel up the consequence, and catch With his surcease success: that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, We'd jump the life to come. But in these cases We still have judgment here; that we but teach Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return To plague the inventor; this even-handed justice Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice To our own lips.
Seite 21 - 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 afeard To be the same in thine own act and valour As thou art in desire?
Seite 23 - Away, and mock the time with fairest show; False face must hide what the false heart doth know [Exeunt.
Seite 47 - 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.