 She should have died hereafter ; There would have been a time for such a word. To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day To the last syllable of recorded time, And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way...  King Lear: A Tragedy in Five Acts - 59. oldalszerző: William Shakespeare - 1808 - 78 oldalTeljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
 | 1849 - 606 oldal
...apartments, he asks — " Wherefore was that cry ? " Seyton. — The queen, my lord, is dead. " Macbeth. — She should have died hereafter ; There would have...dusty death. Out, out, brief candle ! Life's but a walking shadow ; a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no... | |
 | Joseph Hunter - 1845 - 428 oldal
...that part of India signifies an alligator. vs SEYTON. — The Queen, my lord, is dead. MACBETH.— She should have died hereafter ; There would have...To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time ; And all our yesterdays have... | |
 | Joseph Hunter - 1845 - 390 oldal
...that part of India signifies an alligator. V. 5. SEYTON.—The Queen, my lord, is dead. MACBETH.—She should have died hereafter ; There would have been...To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1847 - 506 oldal
...supp'd full with horrors ; Direness, familiar to my slaught'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me. — Wherefore was that cry ? Sey. The queen, my lord,...dusty death. Out, out, brief candle ! Life's but a walking shadow ; a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1847 - 872 oldal
...supp'd full with horrors : Direness, familiar to my slaughterous thoughts, Cannot once start me. — , kM U> 2 ŋ _ Z D+BO rj; ' [ U \& ^<.r JH d Ԫ ~... 1r 5 @ 0uT L]Y ! K @a ^ J ̔ K ל' 7 w Z h 4-ӯ V walking shadow; a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1848 - 78 oldal
...familiar to my slaughterous thoughts, Cannot once stait me. Re-enter SEYTON. Wherefore was that cry 1 Sey. The queen, my lord, is dead. Macb. She should...dusty death. Out, out, brief candle ! Life's but a walking shadow ; a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1847 - 70 oldal
...to my slaughterous thoughts, Cannot once start me. Re-enter SEYTON. Wherefore was that cry 1 Setl. The queen, my lord, is dead. Macb. She should have...dusty death. Out, out, brief candle ! Life's but a walking shadow ; a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1848 - 498 oldal
...thoughts, Cannot once start me. — Wherefore was that cry 1 Sty. The queen, my lord, is dead. M',!i. She should have died hereafter ; There would have...dusty death. Out, out, brief candle ! Life's but a walking shadow ; a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1848 - 456 oldal
...supp'd full with horrors ; Direness, familiar to my slaught'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me. — Wherefore was that cry ? Sey. The queen, my lord,...To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time ; And all our yesterdays have... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1848 - 574 oldal
...supped full with horrors ; Direness, familiar to my slaught'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me. — Wherefore was that cry ? Sey. The queen, my lord,...time for such a word. To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-unorrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time ; l And... | |
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