 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 518 oldal
...the use of nature ? Present fears Are less than horrible imap'nings : My thought, whose muidi г yet is but fantastical. Shakes so my single state of man, that function Is smother'd in surmise ;7 and nothing is, But what is not. Ban. Look, how our partner's rapt. Mach If... | |
 | 1824 - 720 oldal
...the use of nature ? Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings : My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical, Shakes so my single state of man, that function Is smother'd in surmise ; and nothing is, But what is not. It appears from this opening, that the ambition... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 370 oldal
...the use of nature ? Present fears Are less, than horrible imaginings. My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical, Shakes so my single state of man, that function Is smother'd in surmise ; and nothing is, But what is not. l!ni'. Look, how our partner's rapt! Macb.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1825 - 1010 oldal
...Against the use of nature? Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings : My thought, whose murder yet That talk'd of her, have talk'd amiss of her; If she be curst, it is smother'd in surmise ; and nothing is, Bnt what is not. Ban. Look, how oar partner's rapt. Macb. If... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 560 oldal
...to this of Brntus, will in some degree elucidate the passage : — i ' My thoughts, whose murder yet is but fantastical, Shakes so my single state of man, that function Is smother'd in surmise.' And again, in Troilus and Cressida, Ulysses says : — ' 'twixt his menial and... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 554 oldal
...allied to this of Brutus, will in some degree elucidate the passage: — ' My thoughts, whose murder yet is but fantastical, Shakes so my single state of man, that function Is smother'd in surmise.' And again, in Troilus and Cressida, Ulysses says : — ' 'twixt his mental and... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1827 - 844 oldal
...the use of nature ? Present fears Are less than horrible Imagining» : My thought, whose murder yet e @De Ji emother'd in surmise ; and nothing is, But what is not. fían. Look, how our partner's rapt. Mfit-h.... | |
 | Thomas Curtis - 1829 - 856 oldal
...Queeiie. There's some among you have beheld me fighting. Sliakspeare. My thought, whose murther yet is but fantastical, Shakes so my single state of man, that function Is smothered in surmise ; and nothing is, Hut what и not. Id. Macbeth. That our condition is the worst And with such misfortuues... | |
 | 1830 - 40 oldal
...the use of nature? Present fear« Are less than horrible imaginings : My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical, Shakes so my single state of man , that function Is smother'd in surmise; and nothing is, But what is not.» SERIES V. ACT II , S С К KE 3. PL. 2. Duncan... | |
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My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical, Shakes so my single state of man, that function Is smother'd in surmise : and nothing is, But what is not. 
