An essay on the character of Macbeth [in answer to an article in the Westminster review].1846 |
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... gives him that character : I fear thy nature ; It is too full o ' the milk of human kindness , To catch the nearest way . ' which apprehension was well founded ; for his reluctance to commit the murder is owing , in a great measure , to ...
... gives him that character : I fear thy nature ; It is too full o ' the milk of human kindness , To catch the nearest way . ' which apprehension was well founded ; for his reluctance to commit the murder is owing , in a great measure , to ...
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... gives utterance in his moments of irresolution , must we regard him as a man having the instincts of an originally nobler nature within him , or , as the remorseless villain , which the reviewer considers him to have been from the very ...
... gives utterance in his moments of irresolution , must we regard him as a man having the instincts of an originally nobler nature within him , or , as the remorseless villain , which the reviewer considers him to have been from the very ...
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... gives the above passages a very different construction from the one ordinarily adopted ; * but after having " In all this , " the reviewer remarks , 66 we trace a most clear consciousness of the impossibility that he should find of с ...
... gives the above passages a very different construction from the one ordinarily adopted ; * but after having " In all this , " the reviewer remarks , 66 we trace a most clear consciousness of the impossibility that he should find of с ...
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... blood . Macb . I'll go no more : Go , carry them ; and smear I am afraid to think what I have done ; Look on't again I dare not . Lady M. Infirm of purpose ! Give me the daggers c 2 19 Macb. This is a sorry sight. ...
... blood . Macb . I'll go no more : Go , carry them ; and smear I am afraid to think what I have done ; Look on't again I dare not . Lady M. Infirm of purpose ! Give me the daggers c 2 19 Macb. This is a sorry sight. ...
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Lady M. Infirm of purpose ! Give me the daggers : The sleeping and the dead Are but as pictures ; ' tis the eye of childhood That fears a painted devil . Macb . [ Exit . [ Knocking within . Whence is that knocking ? How is't with me ...
Lady M. Infirm of purpose ! Give me the daggers : The sleeping and the dead Are but as pictures ; ' tis the eye of childhood That fears a painted devil . Macb . [ Exit . [ Knocking within . Whence is that knocking ? How is't with me ...
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alluded already harbouring ambition assassinated Duncan Banquo beth's Cawdor character of Macbeth circumstances commencement commission commit the murder compunction conceived conduct cowardly crime crown dare declaration deed deep damnation desire determination deterred Drama dread Duncan's assassination enormity evidence evil execution expression FLEET STREET foregoing GEORGE STEPHENS ginal goes hence gratuitously and deliberately hand heart hesitation horrible husband idea of assassination idea of murdering immediately influence interview irresolution King Lady Macbeth Macb Macbeth's character Macbeth's nature Macduff masking his guilt means meditating mind moral cowardice motives murdering Duncan object obtain possession odium originally remorseful passages poetical possibility of failure proceed no further prophecy purpose racter regard remorseless repug repugnance retribution reviewer's rumination scene selfish apprehensions selfish considerations sentiments Shakspeare shrinks sination soliloquy sovereign suggestion TEMPLE BAR Thane Theatres Royal tion treachery utterance by Macbeth utterly view of Macbeth's wavers Weird Sisters Westminster Review wife wife's
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Página 28 - 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...
Página 2 - 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.
Página 57 - Look like the time ; bear welcome in your eye, Your hand, your tongue : look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under it. He that's coming Must be provided for : and you shall put This night's great business into my despatch : Which shall to all our nights and days to come Give solely sovereign sway and masterdom.
Página 98 - Let fall thy blade on vulnerable crests; I bear a charmed life , which must not yield To one of woman born.
Página 74 - They hailed him father to a line of kings : Upon my head they placed a fruitless crown, And put a barren sceptre in my gripe, Thence to be wrench'd with an unlineal hand, No son of mine succeeding.
Página 90 - 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.
Página 62 - I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me: I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums, And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.
Página 17 - He's here in double trust; First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Strong both against the deed; then, as his host, Who should against his murderer shut the door, Not bear the knife myself.
Página 52 - Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off...
Página 43 - For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires: The eye wink at the hand; yet let that be Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.