 | James Ferguson - 1823 - 378 páginas
...he breaks out amidst his emotions into a wish natural to a murderer : -Come, thick night ! And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife...through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold ! hold ! In this passage is exerted all the force of poetry, that force which calls new powers into being,... | |
 | 1823 - 408 páginas
...breaks out amidst his emotions into a wish natural to a murderer : — Come, thick night ! And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife...through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold ! hold ! In this passage is exerted all the force of poetry, that force which calls new powers into being,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 504 páginas
...heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, hold! — Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor I i Enter MACBETH. Greater than both, by the all-hail...present, and I feel now The future in the instant. , Duncan comes here to-night. Macb. My dearest love, Lady M. And when goes hence ? Macb. To-morrow,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 984 páginas
...! That my keen knife| see not the wound it makes; [dark, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the In those unfledg'd days was my wile f| and I feel now The future in the instant. Macb. My dearest love, Duncan comes here to-night. Lady... | |
 | British essayists - 1823 - 810 páginas
...breaks out amidst his emotions into a wish natural to a murderer : — Come, thick night ! And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife...makes; Nor Heaven peep through the blanket of the darkv To cry, Hold! hold! In this passage is exerted all the force of poetry, that force which calls... | |
 | John S. Skinner, Editor - 1823 - 448 páginas
...millions of our fellow subjects ; " And fall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, " Come thou thick night, " That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, " Nor...through the blanket of the dark, " To cry, Hold ! hold '" It is not for me, Sir, to insinuate that motives of this kind have animated the Legislature, and... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Dodd - 1824 - 428 páginas
...minisWherever in your sightless substances [ters, You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall J thee in the dunnest smoke of hell! That my keen knife§...through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, Hold ! MACBETH'S IRRESOLUTION. If it were done, when 'tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly :... | |
 | British poets - 1824 - 676 páginas
...runs* night's yawning peal, there shall be done A deed ot dreadful note. Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife...through the blanket of the dark, To cry, hold, hold ! Thou sure and firm-set earth, Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear Thy very stones prate... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 516 páginas
...nature's mischief! Come, thick night. And pall8 thee in the dünnest smoke of hell ! That my keen Icnife^ see not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep through...worthy Cawdor ! Enter Macbeth. Greater than both, bj the all-hail hereafter ! Thy letters have transported me. beyond This ignorant present,10 and I... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1824 - 492 páginas
...substances You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke cf hell ! That my keen knife see not the wound it makes...through the blanket of the dark, To cry, « Hold, hold !" Enter MACBETH. Great Glatnis ! worthy Cawdor ! fjreater than both, by the all-hail hereafter ! Thy... | |
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The effect and it ! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife... 
