 She should have died hereafter ; There would have been a time for such a word. To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day To the last syllable of recorded time, And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way...  King Lear: A Tragedy in Five Acts - Página 59por William Shakespeare - 1808 - 78 páginasVisualização integral - Acerca deste livro
 | William Shakespeare - 1825 - 1010 páginas
...supp'd full with horrors ; Direness, familiar to my slaught'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me. — ׀ 0 walking shadow ; a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage. And then is heard no... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1825 - 360 páginas
...thoughts, Cannot once start me. — Wherefore was that cry? Sey. It is the cry of women, my good lord. Macb. She should have died hereafter; There would...dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow : a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1825 - 504 páginas
...SCENE V. Macbeth. Wherefore was that cry ? Seylon. The queen, my lord, is dead. Macbeth. She should (1) have died hereafter ; There would have been a time...To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of (2) recorded time ; And all our yesterdays... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 514 páginas
...supp'd full with horrors ; Direness, familiar to my slaught'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me. — Wherefore was that cry? Sey. The queen, my lord, is...dusty death. Out, out, brief candle ! Life's but a walking shadow ; a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 996 páginas
...Direness, familiar to my slaught'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me. — Wherefore was that cry ? Sfy. th.it virtue on it, madam. Par. The crow doth sing...sweetly as the Urk, When neither is attended ; and, this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time ; And all our yesterdays have... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 464 páginas
...supp'd full with horrors; Direness, familiar to my slaught'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me. — Wherefore was that cry? Sey. The queen, my lord, is...hereafter; There would have been a time for such a word2. — To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the... | |
 | 1828 - 310 páginas
...and make discovery Err in report of us." ACT VS 4. XVIII. " The queen, my lord, is dead. Млев. She should have died hereafter ; There would have...To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time ; And all our yesterdays have... | |
 | William Shakespeare, George Steevens - 1829 - 506 páginas
...Direncss, familiar to my elaught'rous thoughts, Canuot once start me. — Wherefore was that cry ? Sry. The queen, my lord, is dead. Macb. She should have...To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time ; And all our yesterdays have... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 458 páginas
...supp'd full with horrors ; Direness, familiar to my slaught'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me. — Wherefore was that cry ? Sey. The queen, my lord,...To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time ; And all our yesterdays have... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1831 - 500 páginas
...horrors ; Direness, familiar to my slaupht'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me — Wherefore was thit cry ? Sey. The queen, my lord, is dead. Macb. She...dusty death. Out, out, brief candle ! Life's but a walking shadow ; a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no... | |
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