| William Shakespeare - 1813 - 476 oldal
...be ill; cannot be good : If ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth.'' [ am thane of Cawdor: If good, why do I yield to that...: My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical, B Shakes so my single state of man, that function Is smother'd in surmise; and nothing is, But what... | |
| 1849 - 802 oldal
...soliciting Cannot be ill — cannot be good: — If ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth! I am Thane of Cawdor: If good, why do...than horrible imaginings: My thought whose murder is yet bnt fantastical Shakes so my single state of man, that function Is smothered in surmise; and... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1817 - 360 oldal
...why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, And make my seated heart9 knock at my ribs, Against the use of nature ? Present...yet is but fantastical, Shakes so my single state of man,1 that function Is smother'd in surmise ; and nothing is, But what is not.* Ban. Look, how our... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1818 - 362 oldal
..." Cannot be ill ; cannot be good : — If ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth ? I am thane of Cawdor : If good, why do...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.... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1819 - 560 oldal
...Commencing in a truth ? I am thane of Cawdor : If good, why do I yield to that suggestion, Whose homd image doth unfix my hair, And make my seated heart...yet is but fantastical, Shakes so my single state or man, that function Is smother'd in surmise ; and nothing is, But what is not. Ban. Look, how our... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1821 - 516 oldal
...good, why do I yield to that suggestion* Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, And make my seated t heart knock at my ribs, Against the use of nature...but fantastical, Shakes so my single state of man, that function Is smother'd in surmise J ; and nothing is, But what is not. Ban. Look, how our partner's... | |
| Richard Cumberland - 1822 - 372 oldal
...upon our pity as well as upon our horror, when he puts the following question to his conscience — Why do I yield to that suggestion, Whose horrid image...seated heart knock at my ribs Against the use of nature ? Now let us turn to Richard, in whose cruel heart no such remorse finds place : he needs no tempter... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1823 - 984 oldal
...ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth? I am thane of Cawdor: If food, ʻ ZC : [cal My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastiShakes so my single state of man, that function... | |
| Lionel Thomas Berguer - 1823 - 416 oldal
...upon our pity as well as upon our horror, when he puts the following question to his conscience— Why do I yield to that suggestion, Whose horrid image...seated heart knock at my ribs Against the use of nature ? . Now let us turn to Richard, in whose cruel heart no such remorse finds place: he needs no tempter:... | |
| British essayists - 1823 - 754 oldal
...upon our pky as well as upon our horror, when he puts the following question to his conscience — Why do I yield to that suggestion, Whose horrid image...heart knock at my ribs Against the use of nature? Now let us turn to Richard, in whose cruel heart no such remorse finds place: he needs no tempter.... | |
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