 | Margaret Lucille Kekewich - History - 1994 - 276 pages
...false creation Proceeding from the brain, opprest with heat. My eyes are made the fools of th'other senses; Or else worth all the rest: I see thee still, And on thy blade are stains of reeking bloud. It is the bloudy business that thus Informs my eye-sight; now, to... | |
 | William Shakespeare - Poetry - 1995 - 136 pages
...heat-oppressed brain? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going, And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o' th' other senses, Or else worth all the rest. I see thee still, And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts... | |
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I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain? 
