 | James Boswell - 1821 - 382 Seiten
...as a dying man all night." He then emphatically broke out in the words of Shakspeare, " Canst t him 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 stuff... | |
 | 1821 - 780 Seiten
...could learn nothing more, and that however desirous, if able, I could now have no opportunity to —— "minister to a mind diseas'd ; Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow ; Raze out the written troubles of the brain . Or, with some sweet oblivious antidote, Cleanse the... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 984 Seiten
...round; Hang those that talk of fear.— Give me mine How does your patient, doctor? [armour.— Doct. - Macb. Cure her of that: Canst thou not minister to a mind diseas d ; Pluck from the memory a rooted... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 504 Seiten
...sear,] Sear is dry. 6 skirr the country round;] To skirr, signifies to scour, to ride hastily. Doct. Not so sick, my lord, As she is troubled with thick-coming fancies, That keep her from her rest. Macb. Cure her of that: Canst thou not minister to a mind diseas'd; Pluck from the memory a rooted... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 380 Seiten
...;' Hang those that talk of fear. — Give me mine armour. — How does your patient, doctor ? Doc. Not so sick, my lord, As she is troubled with thick-coming fancies, That keep her from her rest. Micb. Cure her of that : Canst thou not minister to a mind diseas'd ; Pluck from the memory a rooted... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 344 Seiten
...; Hang those that talk of fear. — Give me mine armour. — How does your patient, doctor ? Doct. Not so sick, my lord, As she is troubled with thick-coming fancies, That keep her from her rest. Macb. Cure her of that : Canst thou not minister to a mind diseas'd ; Pluck from the memory a rooted... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 370 Seiten
...d ; Hang those that talk of fear! — Give me mine armour! How does your patient, doctor? ZJoc/.Not so sick, my lord, As she is troubled with thick-coming fancies. That keep her from her rest. Macb. Cureherof that ! Canst thou not minister to a mind diseas'd, Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow,... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Dodd - 1824 - 428 Seiten
...mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, but dare not. DISEASES OF THE MIND INCURABLE. 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 stuff'd... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 882 Seiten
...Hang those that talk of fear! — Give me mine armour! How does your patient, doctor? Dort.Notsosick, r flowrets with the armed hoofs Macb. Cureherofthat! Canst thou not minister to a mind diseas'd, Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 518 Seiten
...troubled with thick-comiug fancies, That keep her from her rest Macb. Cure her of that : Cnnst Ihou not minister to a mind diseas'd ; Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow ; Raze out the written troubles of the biain; And, with some sweet oblivious antidote, Cleanse the... | |
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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... 
