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" ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall 3 thee in the dunnest smoke of hell! That my keen knife see not the wound it makes; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, 4 "
Winter's tale. Comedy of errors. Macbeth. King John. King Richard the second ... - 190. oldal
szerző: William Shakespeare - 1844
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The Investigator (or, Quarterly magazine) [ed. by W.B. Collyer, T ..., 5. kötet

William Bengo' Collyer - 1822 - 514 oldal
...trembles " lest the very stones prate of his whereabout," and invokes the darkness, " that his keejv knife see not the wound it makes, nor heaven peep through the blanket* of the night." , r ' •Would it had been a curtain!—It is to be lamented that th« learned commentators...

The British Essayists: Rambler

Alexander Chalmers - 1823 - 408 oldal
...he breaks out amidst his emotions into a wish natural to a murderer: — Come, thick night! And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife...makes; Nor Heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold! hold ! In this passage is exerted all the force of poetry, that force which calls new...

The British Essayists: Rambler

James Ferguson - 1823 - 378 oldal
...emotions into a wish natural to ai* derer: -Come, (hick night I And pall thee in the dünnest imoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes...; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold I hold ! In this passage is exerted all the force of poetry, that force which calls new...

Conclusion of the Rambler

Samuel Johnson, Arthur Murphy - 1823 - 558 oldal
...he breaks out amidst his emotions into a wish natural to a murderer: — Come, thick night! And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes; Nor heav'n peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, hold! In this passage is exerted all the...

The Works of Samuel Johnson: LL.D. A New Edition in Twelve Volumes ..., 4. kötet

Samuel Johnson - 1823 - 416 oldal
...king, he breaks out amidst his emotions into a wish natural to a murderer : Come, thick night! And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes ; Nor heav'n peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, hold! In this passage is exerted all the...

Conclusion of the Rambler

Samuel Johnson - 1823 - 420 oldal
...king, he breaks out amidst his emotions into a wish natural to a murderer : Come, thick night! And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes; Nor heav'n peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, hold! In this passage is exerted all the...

Observer

Lionel Thomas Berguer - 1823 - 416 oldal
...peace between Tli' effect and it. Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murth'ring ministers. Wherever in your sightless substances You...on nature's mischief: come, thick night. And pall thce in the dunnest smoke of hell! Come, all you spirits, The part which Lady Macbeth fills in the...

The Plays of William Shakspeare, 3. kötet

William Shakespeare - 1823 - 448 oldal
...between The effect, and it ! Come to my woman's breasts, And take rny milk for gall, you i nurd'r ing ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You...on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall 2 thcc in the dünnest smoke of hell Í That my keen knife 3 see not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven...

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

British essayists - 1823 - 754 oldal
...peace between Th' effect and it. Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murth'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You...on nature's mischief: come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell! The part which Lady Macbeth fills in the drams has a relative as...

The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare, in Ten Volumes: All's well that ...

William Shakespeare - 1823 - 380 oldal
...sense; but was it Dot its novelty that gave occasion to the present corruption. That my keen knife 9 see not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, hold." Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor!' Enter MACBETH. Greater than both, by the all-hail...




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