 | William Shakespeare - 1831 - 542 oldal
...the use of nature ? Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings :• My thought, whose murder yet forth, And in Apollo's name, his oracle. [Exeunt certain Officers. Her. «mother'd in surmise ; ' ° and nothing is, But what is not.1 ' Ban, Look, how our partner's rapt.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1831 - 554 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 Ben. Look, how our partner's rapt. Much. It... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1831 - 500 oldal
...the use of nature ? Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings : Mr thought, whose murder yei is but fantastical, Shakes so my single state of man, that function I i smother'd in surmise ;' and nothing is, But what is not. Bin. Look, how our partner's rapt* Macb.... | |
 | Leonard Withington - 1836 - 276 oldal
...Against 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 smothered in surmise ; and nothing is But what is not. The last thought is most beautifully expressed ; though the poet... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1836 - 570 oldal
...the use of nature ? Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings:' My thought, whoso murder yet rays to slander, Whose sting is sharper than the sword's j" and will (Fo Knottier M in surmise ;10 and nothing is, But what is not,1 > Ban. Look, how our partner's rapt 1 *... | |
 | Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - 1837 - 690 oldal
...ribs Against the use of nature." The dreaded word itself soon comes : " My thought, whose MURDER yet is but fantastical, Shakes so my single state of man, that function Is smothered in surmise." To a mind so disposed, temptation is unnecessary. The thing was done. Duncan was marked out for murder... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 1130 oldal
...the use of nature ? Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings : My thought, whose murder yet cy smolher'd in surmise ; and nothing is, But what is not. Ban. Look, how our partner's rapt. Macb. If... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 396 oldal
...the use of nature ? Present fears 3 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. Ban. Look, how our partner 's rapt ! Macb. If... | |
 | James Augustus St. John - 1842 - 446 oldal
...nature ? Present facts Are less than horrible imaginings. My thought whose murder's yet but phantasy, Shakes so my single state of man, that function Is smothered in surmise, and nothing is, But what is not." Gyges, with the ruthless resolution of an Oriental, forms his plan... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 582 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 smothered in surmise ; and notlu'ng is, But what is not. Ban. Look how our partner 's rapt. Macb. If chance will have me... | |
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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. 
