...country round; Hang those that talk of fear. — Give me mine How does your patient, doctor? [armour. — O worthy prince, dishonour not your eye By throwing...Till you have heard me in my true complaint, And give ; Raze out the written troubles of the brain ; And, with some sweet oblivious antidote, Cleanse the...

...me. Much danger do I undergo for thee. Hubert : THE TROUBLES OF THE SOUL BEYOND NATURAL AID. MACBETH. Canst thou not minister to a mind diseas'd ; Pluck...stuff'd bosom of that perilous stuff, Which weighs upon the heart ? DOCTOB. Therein the patient Must minister to himself. MACBETH, A. 5, S. 3. THE TRUE...

...lord, As she is troubled with thick-coming fancies, That keep her from her rest. Macb. Cure her(69) of that : Canst thou not minister to a mind diseas'd...antidote Cleanse the stufFd bosom of that perilous stuff(70) Which weighs upon the heart ? Doct. Therein the patient Must minister to himself. Macb. Throw...

...of fear. — Give me mine armor, — How does your patient, doctor ? • Doct. Not so sick, my la. As she is troubled with thick-coming fancies, That...to a mind diseas'd ; Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrov ; L . Raze out the written troubles of the brain ; And, with some sweet oblivious antidote,...

...Sey. All is confirm'd, my lord, which was reported. Macb. I'll fight, till from my bones my flesh be hack'd. Give me my armour. Sey. 'Tis not needed yet....antidote Cleanse the stuffd bosom of that perilous grief4, to be, the less likely it is that our poet should have used it here : the next line, where...

...Htood as he presents it, or thus, — " Cleanse the clogg'd bosom of lhat perilous stuff," 4Sc. ; 512 olemn curfew ; by whose aid — Weak masters though...vault Set roaring war : to the dread rattling thunder upon the heart? DOCT. Therein the patient Must minister to himself. К. МАСВ. Throw physic to the...

...Macb. I '11 fight, till from my bones my flesh Give me my armour. Sey, 'Tis not needed yet. Macb. 1 '11 put it on. Send out more horses, skirr* the country...mind diseas'd ; Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow ; Uaze out the written troubles of the brain ; And with some sweet oblivious antidote, Cleanse the...

...heart would fain deny, but dare not. Diseases of the Mind Incurable. Canst thou not minister to s. mind diseas'd ; Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow...stuff'd bosom of that perilous stuff Which weighs upon the heart ? Macbeth' s Defiance of the Hostile Army. Hang out our banners on the outward walls...

...so sick, my lord, As she is troubled with thick- coming fancies, That keep her from her rest. Mad. Cure her of that : Canst thou not minister to a mind...stuff'd bosom of that perilous stuff, Which weighs upon the heart ? Doct. Therein the patient Must minister to himself. Macb. Throw physic to the dogs...

...me mine armour.— How does your patient, doctor ? JDoct. Not so sick, my lord, As she is trouhled with thick-coming fancies, That keep her from her...Cure her of that: Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased ; 150 Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow; Raze out the written trouhles of the hrain ;...