Shakespeare's Tragedy of Macbeth: With Preface, Glossary, &c. by Israel Gollancz, M.A.J. M. Dent and Company, 1905 - 127 páginas |
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... hold thee to my heart . Ban . There if I grow , The harvest is your own . Dun . My plenteous joys , Wanton in fulness , seek to hide themselves In drops of sorrow . Sons , kinsmen , thanes , And you whose places are the nearest , know ...
... hold thee to my heart . Ban . There if I grow , The harvest is your own . Dun . My plenteous joys , Wanton in fulness , seek to hide themselves In drops of sorrow . Sons , kinsmen , thanes , And you whose places are the nearest , know ...
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... Hold , hold ! ' 6 Enter Macbeth . Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor ! Greater than both , by the all - hail hereafter ! Thy letters have transported me beyond This ignorant present , and I feel now The future in the instant . Macb . My ...
... Hold , hold ! ' 6 Enter Macbeth . Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor ! Greater than both , by the all - hail hereafter ! Thy letters have transported me beyond This ignorant present , and I feel now The future in the instant . Macb . My ...
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... Hold , take my sword . heaven , Their candles are all out . A heavy summons lies like And yet I take ' t , ' tis later , sir . There's husbandry in Take thee that too . lead upon me , I would not sleep . Merciful powers , Restrain in me ...
... Hold , take my sword . heaven , Their candles are all out . A heavy summons lies like And yet I take ' t , ' tis later , sir . There's husbandry in Take thee that too . lead upon me , I would not sleep . Merciful powers , Restrain in me ...
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... hold our tongues , That most may claim this argument for ours ? Don . [ Aside to Mal . ] What should be spoken here , where our fate , Hid in an auger - hole , may rush , and seize us ? Let's away ; Our tears are not yet brew'd . Mal ...
... hold our tongues , That most may claim this argument for ours ? Don . [ Aside to Mal . ] What should be spoken here , where our fate , Hid in an auger - hole , may rush , and seize us ? Let's away ; Our tears are not yet brew'd . Mal ...
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... hold a solemn supper , sir , And I'll request your presence . Ban . Let your highness my duties Command upon me , to the which Are with a most indissoluble tie For ever knit . Macb . Ride you this afternoon ? Ban . Ay , my good lord ...
... hold a solemn supper , sir , And I'll request your presence . Ban . Let your highness my duties Command upon me , to the which Are with a most indissoluble tie For ever knit . Macb . Ride you this afternoon ? Ban . Ay , my good lord ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
anon Attendants Banquo Birnam wood blood Caith cauldron Collier daggers dare dead death deed Doct Donalbain Duncan Dunsinane Edition emendation of Ff England Enter Lady Macbeth Enter Macbeth Enter Malcolm equivocation Exeunt Exit familiar spirit fear fight Fleance Folio Forres Gent give Glamis grace hail hand Hanmer hath hear heart heaven Hecate honour Johnson conj Julius Cæsar jutty king King of Scotland Knocking Lady Macduff Lennox live look lord Macb Macbeth's castle Macd Middleton's mortal murder nature night noble old Siward perfect spy Porter pray Ross Rowe's emendation Scene Scotland Servant Seyton Shake Shakespeare sleep Soldiers speak Steevens conj strange sword thane of Cawdor thee There's thine things Third Mur Third Witch thou art thought three Witches Thunder to-night tongue TRAGEDY OF MACBETH traitor tyrant weird sisters What's wisdom worthy thane
Passagens conhecidas
Página 95 - 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.
Página 88 - Put on with holy prayers : and 'tis spoken, To the succeeding royalty he leaves The healing benediction. With this strange virtue, He hath a heavenly gift of prophecy ; And sundry blessings hang about his throne, That speak him full of grace.
Página 52 - Duncan is in his grave; After life's fitful fever he sleeps well; Treason has done his •worst: nor steel, nor poison, Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing, Can touch him further.
Página 91 - I shall do so; But I must also feel it as a man: I cannot but remember such things were, That were most precious to me.
Página 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 's In deepest consequence.
Página 29 - I go, and it is done: the bell invites me. Hear it not, Duncan, for it is a knell That summons thee to heaven, or to hell.
Página 90 - Merciful heaven ! — What, man ! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows ; Give sorrow words: the grief that does not speak Whispers the o'er-fraught heart, and bids it break.
Página 52 - Nought's had, all's spent, Where our desire is got without content : 'Tis safer to be that which we destroy, Than, by destruction, dwell in doubtful joy.
Página 18 - You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry 'Hold, hold!
Página 60 - Blood hath been shed ere now, i' the olden time, Ere human statute purg'd the gentle weal; Ay, and since too, murders have been perform'd Too terrible for the ear: 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: This is more strange Than such a murder is.