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" This supernatural 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 I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair. And make... "
The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text by G. Steevens and E ... - 87. oldal
szerző: William Shakespeare - 1826
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The dramatic works of William Shakspeare, 3. kötet

William Shakespeare - 1813
...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...

Blackwood's Magazine, 66. kötet

1849
...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...

The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections ..., 4. kötet

William Shakespeare - 1817
...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...

The Family Shakspeare: In Ten Volumes; in which Nothing is Added ..., 4. kötet

William Shakespeare - 1818
..." 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....

The Plays of Shakspeare, 1. kötet

William Shakespeare - 1819
...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...

The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare: To which are Added His ...

William Shakespeare - 1821
...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...

The observer, 2. kötet

Richard Cumberland - 1822
...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...

The dramatic works of William Shakspeare, from the text of Johnson, Stevens ...

William Shakespeare - 1823
...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...

Observer

Lionel Thomas Berguer - 1823
...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:...

The British essayists, with prefaces by A. Chalmers, 33-34. kötet

British essayists - 1823
...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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