A New Variorum Edition of Shakespeare: MacbethLippincott, 1878 |
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ABBOTT ambition appears Banq Banquo blood called castle Cawdor character CLARENDON Coll COLLIER Compare conj Cotgrave crime crown dagger death deed DELIUS drama Duncan Dunsinane Dyce Edition ELWIN emendation English Enter Macbeth evil Exeunt Exit expression eyes fear Fleance Ghost give hand HARRY ROWE hath haue heart HEATH Hecate Holinshed honour Huds HUNTER hurlyburly husband Johns JOHNSON king Ktly Lady Macbeth Lady Macduff Lady Mb LETTSOM lord Macb Macd Macduff Mach Malcolm MALONE means mind murder nature night passage perfect spy perhaps play poet Pope present Rann Ross scene Scotland seems sense Shakespeare Sing SINGER Siward sleep speak spirits STAUNTON Steev STEEVENS thane Thane of Cawdor thee Theob thou thought tion tragedy verb vnto WALKER Crit Warb weird sisters White wife Witch word
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Сторінка 30 - I! 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, Speak then to me, who neither beg nor fear 60 Your favours nor your hate.
Сторінка 74 - Was the hope drunk 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 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
Сторінка 316 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet 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 ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw.
Сторінка 152 - Duncan is in his grave; After life's fitful fever he sleeps well; Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison, Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing Can touch him further.
Сторінка 71 - Upon the sightless couriers of the air, Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, That tears shall drown the wind. I have no spur To prick the sides of my intent, but only Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself And falls on the other.
Сторінка 69 - He's here in double trust; First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Strong both against the deed; then, as his host, Who should against his murderer shut the door, Not bear the knife myself.
Сторінка 174 - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
Сторінка 379 - Faith, here's an equivocator, that could swear in both the scales against either scale; who committed treason enough for God's sake, yet could not equivocate to heaven :O come in, equivocator.
Сторінка 231 - Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream : The genius, and the mortal instruments, Are then in council; and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection.
Сторінка 103 - Go get some water, And wash this filthy witness from your hand. Why did you bring these daggers from the place? They must lie there: go carry them, and smear The sleepy grooms with blood. MACB. I'll go no more: I am afraid to think what I have done; Look on't again I dare not.