Shakespeare: Select Plays: MacbethClarendon Press, 1878 - 180 pages |
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... honour both . Go get him surgeons . Who comes here ? Enter Ross . [ Exit Sergeant , attended . Malcolm . The worthy thane of Ross . Lennox . What a haste looks through his eyes ! So should he look That seems to speak things strange ...
... honour both . Go get him surgeons . Who comes here ? Enter Ross . [ Exit Sergeant , attended . Malcolm . The worthy thane of Ross . Lennox . What a haste looks through his eyes ! So should he look That seems to speak things strange ...
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... honour , He bade me , from him , call thee thane of Cawdor : In which addition , hail , most worthy thane ! For it is thine . Banquo . What , can the devil speak true ? 90 100 Macbeth . The thane of Cawdor lives : why do you dress me In ...
... honour , He bade me , from him , call thee thane of Cawdor : In which addition , hail , most worthy thane ! For it is thine . Banquo . What , can the devil speak true ? 90 100 Macbeth . The thane of Cawdor lives : why do you dress me In ...
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... But what is not . Banquo . Look how our partner's rapt . I 20 130 140 Macbeth . [ Aside ] If chance will have me king , why , chance Without my stir . [ may crown me , Banquo . New honours come upon him , Like our 8 MACBETH .
... But what is not . Banquo . Look how our partner's rapt . I 20 130 140 Macbeth . [ Aside ] If chance will have me king , why , chance Without my stir . [ may crown me , Banquo . New honours come upon him , Like our 8 MACBETH .
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Select Plays: Macbeth William Shakespeare. Banquo . New honours come upon him , Like our strange garments , cleave not to their mould But with the aid of use . Macbeth . [ Aside ] Come what come may , Time and the hour runs through the ...
Select Plays: Macbeth William Shakespeare. Banquo . New honours come upon him , Like our strange garments , cleave not to their mould But with the aid of use . Macbeth . [ Aside ] Come what come may , Time and the hour runs through the ...
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... honour . Duncan . Welcome hither : I have begun to plant thee , and will labour To make thee full of growing . Noble Banquo , That hast no less deserved , nor must be known No less to have done so : let me infold thee And hold thee to ...
... honour . Duncan . Welcome hither : I have begun to plant thee , and will labour To make thee full of growing . Noble Banquo , That hast no less deserved , nor must be known No less to have done so : let me infold thee And hold thee to ...
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adjective Anglo-Saxon Antony and Cleopatra Banquo blood called castle Compare Antony Compare King Lear Compare Richard Compare The Merchant conjectured Coriolanus Cotgrave Cymbeline death deed derived Dict Donalbain Duncan Dunsinane Dyce emendation enimies Enter MACBETH Exeunt Fairfax's Tasso fear Fleance French gives Hamlet hand Hanmer hath haue heaven Hecate Henry Henry IV Holinshed honour Johnson Julius Cæsar King John King Lear Lady Macbeth Lady Macduff Lennox lord Malcolm Malone means Measure for Measure Merchant of Venice metaphor Midsummer Night's Dream murder nature noble Othello passage play Pope read quotes Romeo and Juliet Ross scene Scotland Second Witch sense Shakespeare Sidney Walker Siward slain sleep speak spelt Steevens syllable Tempest thane of Cawdor thee Theobald theyr things thou thought Timon of Athens Troilus and Cressida Twelfth Night verb vnto vpon weird sisters Winter's Tale word ΙΟ
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Page 111 - There is a history in all men's lives, Figuring the nature of the times deceased : The which observed, a man may prophesy, With a near aim, of the main chance of things As yet not come to life ; which in their seeds, And weak beginnings lie intreasured. Such things become the hatch and brood of time...
Page 60 - Merciful heaven! What, man! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows; Give sorrow words: the grief that does not speak Whispers the o'erfraught heart, and bids it break.
Page 6 - Things that do sound so fair? — 1' the name of truth, Are ye fantastical, or that indeed Which outwardly ye show ? My noble partner You greet with present grace, and great prediction Of noble having, and of royal hope, That he seems rapt withal ; to me you speak not ; If you can look into the seeds of time, And say, which grain will grow, and which will not, (1) A man forbid, — one under a curse, accursed.
Page 172 - Because I have called, and ye refused ; I have stretched out my hand, and no man regarded; but ye have set at nought all my counsel, and would none of my reproof: I also will laugh at your calamity ; I will mock when your fear cometh...
Page 12 - Come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me from the crown to the toe top-full Of direst cruelty! make thick my blood; Stop up the access and passage to remorse, That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose...
Page 76 - Their dearest action in the tented field, And little of this great world can I speak, More than pertains to feats of broil and battle, And therefore little shall I grace my cause In speaking for myself. Yet, by your...
Page 16 - Wherein you dress'd yourself ? hath it slept since ? And wakes it now, to look so green and pale At what it did so freely ? From this time Such I account thy love. Art thou afeard To be the same in thine own act and valour 40 As thou art in desire ? Wouldst thou have that Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life, And live a coward in thine own esteem, Letting ' I dare not ' wait upon ' I would,' Like the poor cat i
Page 34 - We have scotch'd ° the snake, not kill'd it : She'll close and be herself, whilst our poor malice Remains in danger of her former tooth. But let the frame of things disjoint,° both the worlds ° suffer, Ere we will eat our meal in fear, and sleep In the affliction of these terrible dreams That shake us nightly : better be with the dead,° Whom we, to gain our peace, have sent to peace, 20 Than on the torture of the mind to lie In restless ecstasy.
Page 16 - Like the poor cat i' the adage? MACB. Prithee, peace. I dare do all that may become a man; Who dares do more is none. LADY M. What beast was't, then, That made you break this enterprise to me? When you durst do it, then you were a man; And, to be more than what you were, you would Be so much more the man. Nor time nor place Did then adhere, and yet you would make both. They have made themselves, and that their fitness now Does unmake you.
Page 130 - Imperious Caesar, dead and turn'd to clay, Might stop a hole to keep the wind away : O, that that earth, which kept the world in awe, Should patch a wall to expel the winter's flaw ! But soft ! but soft ! aside : here comes the king.