MacbethAmerican Book Company, 1904 - 269 páginas |
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... leaving school , Shake- speare , then a lad of eighteen , suddenly and perhaps secretly , married Anne Hathaway , a woman eight years his senior . His first child , Susanna , was born within a year . In January , 1585 , his wife gave ...
... leaving school , Shake- speare , then a lad of eighteen , suddenly and perhaps secretly , married Anne Hathaway , a woman eight years his senior . His first child , Susanna , was born within a year . In January , 1585 , his wife gave ...
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... leaving Stratford , but he was probably settled there in 1586. There is a tradition that he began his career by holding horses at the door of a theatre in the fields outside the walls of London . It may have been in this way that he ...
... leaving Stratford , but he was probably settled there in 1586. There is a tradition that he began his career by holding horses at the door of a theatre in the fields outside the walls of London . It may have been in this way that he ...
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... leaving the greater part of his estate to Susanna , a handsome portion to Ju- dith , and his second best bed to his wife . He died on the 23d of April , 1616 , and was buried inside the beau- tiful parish church of Stratford . The ...
... leaving the greater part of his estate to Susanna , a handsome portion to Ju- dith , and his second best bed to his wife . He died on the 23d of April , 1616 , and was buried inside the beau- tiful parish church of Stratford . The ...
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... leave no heirs to the crown , whereas Banquo , though not destined himself to reign , should be the father of a long line of Scottish kings . And hereupon the women vanished . At first Macbeth and Banquo thought little of this vision ...
... leave no heirs to the crown , whereas Banquo , though not destined himself to reign , should be the father of a long line of Scottish kings . And hereupon the women vanished . At first Macbeth and Banquo thought little of this vision ...
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... leaving London and the publication of the Folio . By way of in- creasing the attractiveness of the play Middleton inserted in it these two songs from his own unpublished Witch , and a marginal direction for this insertion in the play ...
... leaving London and the publication of the Folio . By way of in- creasing the attractiveness of the play Middleton inserted in it these two songs from his own unpublished Witch , and a marginal direction for this insertion in the play ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
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.