MacbethAmerican Book Company, 1904 - 269 páginas |
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Página 32
... fear that he might be treated as he had served Duncan , he began to practise cruelty . Remembering the prophecy of the witches to Banquo , he invited his old friend , along with his son , Fleance , to a banquet , and set murderers upon ...
... fear that he might be treated as he had served Duncan , he began to practise cruelty . Remembering the prophecy of the witches to Banquo , he invited his old friend , along with his son , Fleance , to a banquet , and set murderers upon ...
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... fear of her is quite inconsistent with Shakespeare's conception of their characters . The iam- bic rhythm of her speeches is a favourite of Middleton's , but contrasts strongly with the trochaic metre which Shakespeare puts into the ...
... fear of her is quite inconsistent with Shakespeare's conception of their characters . The iam- bic rhythm of her speeches is a favourite of Middleton's , but contrasts strongly with the trochaic metre which Shakespeare puts into the ...
Página 43
... deed . Terrible dreams shake him nightly ; his very meals are haunted by the fear of detection ; the vessel of his peace is full of rancours . His words to Lady Macbeth in the early part of the third act sum up this stage Introduction 43.
... deed . Terrible dreams shake him nightly ; his very meals are haunted by the fear of detection ; the vessel of his peace is full of rancours . His words to Lady Macbeth in the early part of the third act sum up this stage Introduction 43.
Página 44
... fear and ceases to suffer from the torture of the mind . The report of Ross in the fourth act shows that this period was attended by frequent acts of bloodshed , but Macbeth is no longer troubled by the ghosts of his victims . Yet he is ...
... fear and ceases to suffer from the torture of the mind . The report of Ross in the fourth act shows that this period was attended by frequent acts of bloodshed , but Macbeth is no longer troubled by the ghosts of his victims . Yet he is ...
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... and masterful will . What she wishes , she wishes most intensely ; and she drives herself and her hus- band relentlessly on to the attainment of the goal . She has none of his fears and scruples , simply because Introduction 47.
... and masterful will . What she wishes , she wishes most intensely ; and she drives herself and her hus- band relentlessly on to the attainment of the goal . She has none of his fears and scruples , simply because Introduction 47.
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Angus Apparition Banquo Birnam wood blood cæsura Cambridge editors castle chamber correction crime crown dagger dare death deed Doctor Donalbain drama Dunsinane Elizabethan England English Enter MACBETH evil Exeunt Exit familiar spirit fear fight Fleance Forres gallowglasses ghost give Glamis hail hand hath hear heart Hecate HENRY VAN DYKE Holinshed honour husband king king's knocking Lady Macbeth Lady Macduff Lennox lord Malcolm means Messenger metre mind modern editors murder of Duncan nature night nobles passage perfect spy perhaps phrase play pronounced prophecy reference Ross royal scene Scotland Second Witch seems sense Servant Seyton Shake Shakespeare Shakespeare's day Siward sleep soldier speak speech spirits stage direction strange Stratford sword syllable terrible Textual Notes thane of Cawdor thee things Third Witch THOMAS MARC PARROTT thou thought throne weird sisters wife words ΙΟ
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Página 147 - 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 M. 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.
Página 59 - 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.
Página 105 - 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.
Página 73 - 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.
Página 71 - 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.
Página 156 - 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 112 - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
Página 84 - 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.
Página 113 - What man dare, I dare: Approach thou like the rugged Russian bear, The arm'd rhinoceros, or the Hyrcan tiger; Take any shape but that, and my firm nerves Shall never tremble...
Página 81 - tis not done: the attempt and not the deed Confounds us. Hark! I laid their daggers ready; He could not miss 'em.