 | William Shakespeare - 2005 - 896 páginas
...taking-off 20 And pity, like a naked new-born babe, Striding the blast, or Heaven's cherubin, horsed Upon the sightless couriers of the air, Shall blow...deed in every eye, That tears shall drown the wind. I have no spur To prick the sides of my intent, but only Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself,... | |
 | Irving Ribner - 2005 - 224 páginas
...taking-off; And pity, like a naked new-born babe, Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubim, horsed Upon the sightless couriers of the air, Shall blow...deed in every eye, That tears shall drown the wind. 1 have no spur To prick the sides of my intent, but only Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself... | |
 | Lisa Hopkins - 2005 - 154 páginas
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 | J. B. Leishman - 2004 - 254 páginas
...outbursts of Lear, and where but in Aeschylus do we find such metaphors as those in Macbeth's speech about pity, like a naked new-born babe Striding the blast,...cherubin hors'd Upon the sightless couriers of the air? But that is 'matter for another tale'. Was Shakespeare familiar with Horace's Odes? I can see no way... | |
 | John Baxter - 2005 - 272 páginas
...of his taking-off ; And Pity, like a naked new-born babe, Striding the blast, or heaven's Cherubins, hors'd Upon the sightless couriers of the air, Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, 25 That tears shall drown the wind. - I have no spur To prick the sides of my intent, but only Vaulting... | |
 | Northrop Frye, Angela Esterhammer - 2005 - 490 páginas
...locks . . . ." 9 "And Pity, like a naked new-born babe, / Striding the blast, or heaven's Cherubins, hors'd / Upon the sightless couriers of the air, / Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye" (Macbeth, 1.7.21-4). 10 "Yet Michael the archangel, when contending with the devil he disputed about... | |
 | 2005 - 60 páginas
...taking-off; And pity, like a naked new-born babe, Striding the blast, or Heaven 's cherubim, horsed Upon the sightless couriers of the air. Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, 25 That tears shall drown the wind l have no spur To pick the sides of my intent, but only Vaulting... | |
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Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off ; And pity, like a naked new-born babe, Striding the... 
