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" 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... "
The British Theatre; Or, A Collection of Plays: Which are Acted at the ... - 47. oldal
Szerkesztette: - 1808
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The works of Shakspere, revised from the best authorities: with a ..., 2. kötet

William Shakespeare - 1843 - 594 oldal
...Direness, familiar to my slaughterous thoughts, Cannot once start me. — Wherefore was that cry? Seg. The queen, my lord, is dead. Macb. She should 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...

The dramatic works of William Shakspeare, with notes original and ..., 4. kötet

William Shakespeare - 1843 - 418 oldal
...supp'd full with horrors ; Direness, familiar to my slaughterous thoughts, Cannot once start me. — Wherefore was that cry? Sey. The queen, my lord, is...hereafter; There would have been a time for such a word2. — To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the...

The Works of William Shakspeare: The Text Formed from an Intirely ..., 7. kötet

William Shakespeare - 1843 - 652 oldal
...dead.] We must suppose, that Seyton has gone to what we now call "the wing" of the stage to inquire. Macb. She should have died hereafter : There would...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...

The works of William Shakespeare, the text formed from an entirely ..., 7. kötet

William Shakespeare - 1843 - 646 oldal
...dead.] We must suppose, that Seyton has gone to what we now call " the wing " of the stage to inquire. Macb. She should have died hereafter : There would...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...

The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, 16. kötet

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...

New Illustrations of the Life, Studies, and Writings of Shakespeare, 2. kötet

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...

New Illustrations of the Life, Studies, and Writings of Shakespeare, 2. kötet

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...

Shakespeare's Plays: With His Life, 3. kötet

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...

The Plays of William Shakspeare: Comedy of errors ; Macbeth ; King John ...

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...

Macbeth: A Cragedy in Five Acts

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...




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