You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall 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, To cry 'Hold, hold! Tragedies - Seite 210von William Shakespeare - 1881Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
| Horace Smith - 1836 - 300 Seiten
...stabbing at the liberties and happiness of mankind, they would rather cry out, with Macbeth,— -" Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke...through the blanket of the dark, To cry hold ! hold!" LANDSCAPE GARDENING—Artificial nature : the finest of the fine arts. He who lays out VOL. ii. i;... | |
| Horace Smith - 1836 - 302 Seiten
...stabbing at the liberties and happiness of mankind, they would rather cry out, with Macbeth, — -" Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke...through the blanket of the dark, To cry hold ! hold !" LANDSCAPE GARDENING— Artificial nature: the finest of the fine arts. He who lays out grounds and... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1838 - 1130 Seiten
...breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances So, - 1 - 1 - 1 ! Great Glamis ! wurthy Cawdor ! Enter MACBETH. Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter ! Thy... | |
| Charles Armitage Brown - 1838 - 328 Seiten
...composed of heroes and heroines, not men and women. The lines objected to, as " poetry debased," are — " Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke...through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, hold !" The learned lexicographer first finds fault with the word dun, because it is a " low" expression,... | |
| Truth - 1840 - 176 Seiten
...in its nature; and, accordingly, we find Shakspeare thus expressing his sublime conceptions :— ' Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke...through the blanket of the dark To cry, hold, hold.' MACBETH. Sir Walter Scott, also, the modern master of the strongest and most understood facts and feelings... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1843 - 406 Seiten
...breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murthering ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night,...through the blanket of the dark, To cry, " Hold, hold ! " Great Glamis, worthy Cawdor ! Enter MACBETH. Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter ! Thy... | |
| William Hazlitt - 1845 - 670 Seiten
...breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murthering ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief. Come, thick night !...makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, i To cry, hold, hold !"— — ' When she first hears that " Duncan comes there to sleep" she is so... | |
| James Robert Boyd - 1846 - 468 Seiten
...breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief. Come, thick night !...through the blanket of the dark, To cry hold ! hold !" There are some striking passages illustrative of ambition, and of the guilt and misery to which... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1847 - 70 Seiten
...breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night,...the dark, To cry, "Hold, hold!"— Enter MAcBETH, L. Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor! Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter! Thy letters have transported... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1848 - 498 Seiten
...gall, you murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief I Come, thick night, And pall* thee in the dunnest smoke...through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, Hold .'—Great Glamis, worthy Caw dor! Enter Macbeth. Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter ! Thy... | |
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