...impertinent. I will add only the following from Macbeth, by turning a few leaves. Lady Macbeth says : — " ' Come thick night And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife sec not the wound it makes; Nor heaven peop through the blanket of the dark. To cry, 'Hold, hold!'...

...impertinent. I will add only the following from Macbeth, by turning a few leaves. Lady Macbeth says : — " ' Come thick night And pall thee in the dunnest, smoke of hell t That my keen knife see not the wound it makes; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To...

...following passages, we are convinced, never came in their present form from the pen of Shakespeare. Come thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke...That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Nor llcaxen peep through the blanket of the dark. To cry, Hold, hold !— Macb. i. 5. At no time could...

...their present form from the pen of Shakespeare. Come thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smote of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Nor Heaven peep through the Ulanket of the dark. To cry, Hold, hold !— Maob. i. 5. At no time could the image in the fourth line...

...yawning peal, there shall be A deed of dreadful note. Shakt. Maebeth. Come, thiek night, And pall then in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife see not the wound it makes Vor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark To ery, hold, hold ! Shahs. Maebrth. Thou sure and...

...The raven himself is hoarse That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan Under my battlements. Come,(13) you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me...wound it makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket (1i) of the dark, To cry, " Hold, hold !" Enter MACBETH. Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor ! Greater than...

...! make thick my blood, Stop up the access and passage to remorse ; That no compunctious visi tings of nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between...wound it makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket (u) of the dark, To cry, " Hold, hold !" Enter MACBETH. Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor ! Greater than...

...pace between The effect, and it ! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You...hell ! That my keen knife see not the wound it makes ; 3ior heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, hold!— Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor...

...• : . And how does Lady Macbeth receive her king? — she who some short hour before had said, " Come ! thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke...! , That my keen knife see not the wound it makes ! " , Why, she receives her king as a lady should, with bland aspect and a gentle voice, but over-courteously,...

...receive her king? — she who some short hour before had said, " Come ! thick night, And pall theein the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife see not the wound it makes ! " Why, she receives her king as a lady should, with bland aspect and a gentle voice, but over-courteottsly,...