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Winter's tale. Comedy of errors. Macbeth. King John. King Richard the second ... - 190. oldal
1844
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Temple Bar, 39. kötet

George Augustus Sala, Edmund Yates - 1873
...sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief! Coma, thick night, And pall thee in the dimmest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, And Heaven peep through the blanket of the dark To cry, Hold, Hold!" It is magnificent, and it is true,...

King Lear: A Tragedy

William Shakespeare - 1770 - 207 oldal
...nature's mifchief. Come, thick night! And pall thee in the dunneft fmoak of hell, That my keen knife fee not the wound it makes; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, .. To cry, Hold, hold! Enter Macbeth. Great Glamh ! worthy Cavodor ! . ' [Embracing A/OT. Greater than...

All's well that ends well. Twelfth Night. Winter's tale. Macbeth

William Shakespeare - 1773
...Where-ever in your fightlefs fubftances 7 And pall thee in the dunneft fmoke of hell! That my keen knife fee not the wound it makes; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, 1 To cry, bold, bold! 6 You wait on nature's mifchief!—Come, thick night, Enter cannot be doubted...

Macbeth. King John

William Shakespeare - 1788
...You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night; And pall tliee in the dunnest smoke of liell! Tliat my keen knife see not the wound it makes; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, hold! Great Glamis! worthy Gawdorl Enter MACBETH. Greater than both, by the all-hail...

The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare: In Ten Volumes ..., 4. kötet

William Shakespeare - 1790
...do hate the light." MALOM. And And pall thee 7 in the dunneft fmoke of hell! That my keen knife fee not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark *, To ^ And pall /*«—J ie wrap thyfelf in a fall. WAKBDITON. A fall is a robe of ftate. So, in Miitun's...

Works, containing his plays and poems: to which is added a glossary, 3. kötet

William Shakespeare - 1797
...nature's mifchief! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunned fmoke of hell! That my keen knife fee not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, bold!—Great Glamis! worthy Cawdor! Enter MACBETH. Greater than both, by the all-hail...

The Dramatic Writings of Will. Shakespeare: With Introductory ..., 6. kötet

William Shakespeare - 1798
...nature's mifchief! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunneft fmoke of hell ! That my keen knife fee not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, hold ! Great Glami?! worthy Enter MACBETH. [Exit MeJJengcr. Greater than both, by the...

The British Essayists: The Rambler

Alexander Chalmers - 1802
...of stabbing his king, he breaks out amidst his emotions into a wish natural to a murderer : And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes ; Nor heav'n peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, hold ! -Come, thick night! In this passage...

The British essayists; with prefaces by A. Chalmers

British essayists - 1803
...peace between Th' effect and it. Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murth'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You...on nature's mischief: come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell! The part which Lady Macbeth fills in the drama has a relative as...

Select British Classics, 8. kötet

1803
...he breaks out amidst 1 emotions into a wish natural to a murderer: c, thick night! And pall thee jn the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes; Nor Heav'n peep through the blanket of the dark. To cry, Hold, hold ! In this passage is exerted all the...




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