 | William Shakespeare - 1784 - 116 páginas
...breasts, \nd *take my milk for gall, you nrnrd'ring ministers, iVherever in your sightless substances 370 You wait on nature's mischief ! Come, thick night*,...hell ! That my keen knife 'see not the wound it makes ; Tor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark*, To cry, Hold, hold I— — Great Glamis ! worthy... | |
 | British essayists - 1802 - 266 páginas
...stabbing his king, he breaks out; amidst his emotions into a wish natural to a mur« derer: —-i—Come, thick night! And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of...hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes j Nor heav'n peep through the blanket of the dark. To cry, Hold, hold ! In this passage is exerted... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 558 páginas
...the toe, top-full Of direst cruelty ! make thick my blood, Stop up the access and passage to remorse; That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 412 páginas
...toe, top-full Of direst cruelty ! make thick my blood, Stop up the access and passage to remorse ;7 That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my...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... | |
 | British essayists - 1803 - 300 páginas
...peace between Th' effect and it. Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murth'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You...night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! Terrible invocation ! Tragedy can speak no stronger language, nor could any genius less than Shakspeare's... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 454 páginas
...toe, top-full Of direst cruelty ! make thick my blood, Stop up the access and passage to remorse;7 That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 442 páginas
...toe, top-full Of direst cruelty ! make thick my blood, Stop up the access and passage to remorse;7 That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 432 páginas
...toe, top- full Of direst cruelty ! make thick my blood, Stop up the access and passage to remorse ; That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my...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's ! Come,... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1806 - 354 páginas
...purpose of stabbing his kin;, he breaks out amidst his emotions into a wish natural to a murderer : Come, thick night ! And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it malces ; . . Nor heav'n peep through the blanket of the dark. To cry, Hold, hold! In this passage is... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1808 - 272 páginas
...stabbing his king, he breaks out amidst his emotions into a wish natural to a murderer : -Come, thisk night! And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell,...That my keen knife see not the wound it makes; Nor heav'n peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, hold! In this passage is exerted all the... | |
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Of direst cruelty! make thick my blood; Stop up the access and passage to remorse, That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between The effect and it! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murdering... 
