Macbeth: A Cragedy in Five ActsDouglas, No. 11 Spruce St, 1848 - 60 pages |
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... sword ! If, trembling, ? inhibit thee, protest me The baby of a girl. — Hence, horrible shadow ! Unreal mockery, hence ! — [ Exit Ghost, R., Macbeth following to the door.] Why so ; being gone, I am a man again. Lady M. You have ...
... sword ! If, trembling, ? inhibit thee, protest me The baby of a girl. — Hence, horrible shadow ! Unreal mockery, hence ! — [ Exit Ghost, R., Macbeth following to the door.] Why so ; being gone, I am a man again. Lady M. You have ...
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... sword His wife, his babes, and all unfortunate souls That trace his line. No boasting like a fool : This deed I'll do, before this purpose cool. — Where are these gentlemen 1 [Exeunt, L. SCENE II. — The Country — in England. Enter ...
... sword His wife, his babes, and all unfortunate souls That trace his line. No boasting like a fool : This deed I'll do, before this purpose cool. — Where are these gentlemen 1 [Exeunt, L. SCENE II. — The Country — in England. Enter ...
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... sword, and, like good men, Bestride our down-fall'n birthdom ; Each new morn, New widows howl ; new orphans cry ; new sorrows Strike Heaven on the face, that it resounds As if it felt with Scotland, and yelled out Like syllables of ...
... sword, and, like good men, Bestride our down-fall'n birthdom ; Each new morn, New widows howl ; new orphans cry ; new sorrows Strike Heaven on the face, that it resounds As if it felt with Scotland, and yelled out Like syllables of ...
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... sword, yet my poor country Shall have more vices than it had before; More suffer, and more sundry ways than ever, By him that shall succeed. Macd. What should he be ? Mai. It is myself I mean : in whom I know All the particulars of vice ...
... sword, yet my poor country Shall have more vices than it had before; More suffer, and more sundry ways than ever, By him that shall succeed. Macd. What should he be ? Mai. It is myself I mean : in whom I know All the particulars of vice ...
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... sword : let grief Convert to anger ; blunt not the heart, enrage it. Macd. Oh, I could play the woman with mine eyes, And braggart with my tongue ! — [Kneels.] But, gentle Heaven, Cut short all intermission ; front to front Bring thou ...
... sword : let grief Convert to anger ; blunt not the heart, enrage it. Macd. Oh, I could play the woman with mine eyes, And braggart with my tongue ! — [Kneels.] But, gentle Heaven, Cut short all intermission ; front to front Bring thou ...
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11 SPRUCE ST 1st Witch 2d Witch Banquo Beatrice di Tenda blood breast-plate CAST OF CHARACTERS Castle cauldron Chor dagger dare death deed DONALBAIN Drums—Exeunt Dunsinane Enter KING DUNCAN Enter LADY MACBETH Enter MACBETH Enter MACDUFF Enter SEYTON EPES SARGENT Exeunt Exit eyes fail fear Fife Fleance Flourish of Trumpets Garrick Gent Give Glamis hail hand hast hath hear heart Heaven Hecate honour horror i'the is't kelt L'Elisir D'Amore La Cenerentola La Sonnambula LENOX Lightning look lord Macb MACBETH.—First dress Macd Macduff Maid of Artois Malcolm Matthew Locke mounched murder night noble Norweyan Palace plaid vest robe Rosse satin Scotland SIWARD sleep soldier speak Spir spirits strange tartan Tattler terrible Thane of Cawdor thee There's thine things thou art Three WITCHES Thunder to-night Trumpets and Drums tyrant velvet weird sisters wife worthy Thane
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Page 11 - 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?
Page 4 - 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 3 - The Prince of Cumberland! That is a step On which I must fall down, or else o'erleap, For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires! Let not light see my black and deep desires: The eye wink at the hand; yet let that be Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.
Page 27 - Avaunt ! and quit my sight ! let the earth hide thee! Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold ; Thou hast no speculation in those eyes Which thou dost glare with ! Lady M.
Page 1 - New honours come upon him, Like our strange garments, cleave not to their mould But with the aid of use.
Page 20 - They hailed him father to a line of kings : Upon my head they placed a fruitless crown, And put a barren sceptre in my gripe, Thence to be wrench'd with an unlineal hand, No son of mine succeeding.
Page 44 - I have almost forgot the taste of fears : The time has been, my senses would have cool'd To hear a night-shriek; and my fell of hair Would at a dismal treatise rouse and stir As life were in't: I have supp'd full with horrors; Direness, familiar to my slaughterous thoughts, Cannot once start me.
Page 8 - I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me: I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums, And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.
Page 28 - It will have blood, they say ; blood will have blood : Stones have been known to move, and trees to speak ; Augurs, and understood relations, have By magot-pies, and choughs, and rooks, brought forth The secret'st man of blood.