 | William Shakespeare - 1836 - 570 páginas
...compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between The effect, and it.2 Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall,...wait on nature's mischief ! Come, thick night, And pall3 thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife see not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven... | |
 | Horace Smith - 1836 - 300 páginas
...and happiness of mankind, they would rather cry out, with Macbeth,— -" 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!" LANDSCAPE GARDENING—Artificial nature : the finest of the fine arts. He... | |
 | Horace Smith - 1836 - 302 páginas
...and happiness of mankind, they would rather cry out, with Macbeth, — -" 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 !" LANDSCAPE GARDENING— Artificial nature: the finest of the fine arts.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1836 - 624 páginas
...ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall5 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 ! Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor \ Enter MACBETH. Greater than both, by the... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 1130 páginas
...compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between The effect, and it ! 1 1 pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife see not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven... | |
 | Charles Armitage Brown - 1838 - 328 páginas
...not men and women. The lines objected to, as " poetry debased," are — " 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 !" The learned lexicographer first finds fault with the word dun, because... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 568 páginas
...Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief ! Come, thick night, And pall3 thee in the dunnest smoke of hell! That my keen knife...makes ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark,4 To cry, Hold, hold ! Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor ! Enter MACBETH. Greater than both, by the... | |
 | Truth - 1840 - 176 páginas
...accordingly, we find Shakspeare thus expressing his sublime conceptions :— ' 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.' MACBETH. Sir Walter Scott, also, the modern master of the strongest and most... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 396 páginas
...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...makes, Nor Heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, ' Hold, hold ! '—Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor ! Enter MACBETH. Greater than both, by... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 406 páginas
...ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief! 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 ! " Great Glamis, worthy Cawdor ! Enter MACBETH. Greater than both, by the... | |
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The effect, and it. Come to .my woman's 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, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife... 
