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Besides , this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek , hath been So clear in
his great office , that his virtues Will plead like angels , trumpet - tongu'd , against
The deep damnation of his taking off : And pity , like a naked new - born babe ...
Besides , this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek , hath been So clear in
his great office , that his virtues Will plead like angels , trumpet - tongu'd , against
The deep damnation of his taking off : And pity , like a naked new - born babe ...
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Enter Lady MACBETH . Lady . That which hath made them drunk , bath made me
bold ; What hath quench'd them , hath given me fire : --- Hark ! -Peace ! It was the
owl that shriek'd , the fatal bell - man , Which gives the stern'st good - night .
Enter Lady MACBETH . Lady . That which hath made them drunk , bath made me
bold ; What hath quench'd them , hath given me fire : --- Hark ! -Peace ! It was the
owl that shriek'd , the fatal bell - man , Which gives the stern'st good - night .
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What he hath won , that hath he fortify'd : So hot a speed with such advice
disposid , Such temperate order in so fierce a cause , Doth want example ; Who
hath read , or heard , Of any kindred action like to this ? K. Phil . Well could I bear
that ...
What he hath won , that hath he fortify'd : So hot a speed with such advice
disposid , Such temperate order in so fierce a cause , Doth want example ; Who
hath read , or heard , Of any kindred action like to this ? K. Phil . Well could I bear
that ...
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There's nothing in this world can make me joy : Life is as tedious as a twice - told
tale , Vexirg the dull ear of a drowsy man ; 559 And bitter shame hath spoil'd the
sweet world's taste , That it yields nought , but shame , and bitterness . Pand .
There's nothing in this world can make me joy : Life is as tedious as a twice - told
tale , Vexirg the dull ear of a drowsy man ; 559 And bitter shame hath spoil'd the
sweet world's taste , That it yields nought , but shame , and bitterness . Pand .
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God hath made her , and her sin together , the plague of her most remote
descendants , who are plagued for her ; the same power hath likewise made her
sin her own plague , and the injury she has done to him her own injury , as a
beadle to ...
God hath made her , and her sin together , the plague of her most remote
descendants , who are plagued for her ; the same power hath likewise made her
sin her own plague , and the injury she has done to him her own injury , as a
beadle to ...
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Page 22 - It is too full o' the milk of human kindness To catch the nearest way : thou wouldst be great ; Art not without ambition ; but without The illness should attend it : what thou wouldst highly, That wouldst thou holily ; wouldst not play false, And yet wouldst wrongly win : thou'dst have, great Glamis, That which cries " Thus thou must do, if thou have it ; And that which rather thou dost fear to do Than wishest should be undone.
Page 63 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Page 99 - And be these juggling fiends no more believ'd That palter with us in a double sense, That keep the word of promise to our ear, And break it to our hope. I'll not fight with thee. Macd. Then yield thee, coward, And live to be the show and gaze o
Page 27 - Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off...
Page 60 - I am in blood Stept in so far, that, should I wade no more, Returning were as tedious as go o'er. Strange things I have in head, that will to hand, Which must be acted, ere they may be scann'd.
Page 51 - 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 place, have sent to peace, Than on the torture of the mind to lie In restless ecstasy. 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.
Page 27 - We'd jump the life to come. But in these cases We still have judgment here ; that we but teach Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return To plague the inventor ; this even-handed justice Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice To our own lips.
Page 18 - I am thane of Cawdor : If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, Against the use of nature ? Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings : My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical, Shakes so my single state of man, that function Is smother'd in surmise; and nothing is, But what is not.
Page 23 - Than wishest should be undone.' Hie thee hither, That I may pour my spirits in thine ear ; And chastise with the valour of my tongue All that impedes thee from the golden round, Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem To have thee crown'd withal.
Page 66 - I conjure you, by that which you profess, (Howe'er you come to know it,) answer me : Though you untie the winds, and let them fight Against the churches ; though the yesty waves Confound and swallow navigation up; Though bladed corn be lodg'd, and trees blown down; Though castles topple on their warders...
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| Title | Macbeth. King John Volume 10 of The Dramatick Writings of Will. Shakspere: With the Notes of All the Various Commentators; Printed Complete from the Best Editions of Sam. Johnson and Geo. Steevens, William Shakespeare |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Publisher | Printed for, and under the direction of, John Bell, 1788 |
| Original from | the University of Michigan |
| Digitized | 18 May 2007 |
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