| William Shakespeare - 1843 - 594 páginas
...A vaunt, 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 ! Ladg M. Think of this, good peers, But as a thing of custom : 'tis no other ; Only it spoils the... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1843 - 450 páginas
...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. Think of this, good peers, But as a thing of custom : 't is no other ; Only it spoils the pleasure... | |
| Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - 1844 - 680 páginas
...the words of the text, " A vaunt, and quit my sight ! Thy bones are marrowleas— thy blood is cold ! Thou hast no speculation in those eyes Which thou dost glare with I•• But the Ghost couldn't do it, heing, as a Yankee near me observed, "in a pretty considerable... | |
| James Edward Murdoch, William Russell - 1845 - 374 páginas
...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 ! " Hence horrible shadow ! Unreal mockery, hence ! " 7. Fervor. (" Pectoral Quality : " extremely... | |
| James William Massie - 1846 - 572 páginas
...A vaunt ! 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." I do not wonder that they feed the trained-bands of war in twelve hundred at a time ; for men are only... | |
| 1847 - 526 páginas
...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! SHAKSPEARE. 3. I can call up spirits from the vasty deep. — Why so can I, or so can any man ; But... | |
| 1847 - 312 páginas
...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 ! " Hence, horrible shadow ! Unreal mockery, hence ! " EXERCISES IN FORCE. I. — ' " SUPPRESSED "... | |
| George Fletcher (essayist.) - 1847 - 418 páginas
...living Banquo whose presence he affects to desire : — Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold; Thou hast no speculation in those eyes Which thou dost glare with ! How this public exhibition of his uncontrollable frenzy operates upon the state of Macbeth's fortunes,... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1847 - 872 páginas
...Avaunt! and quit my sight. Let the earth hide thee ! Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold ; liam Shakespeare Lady M. Think of this, good peers, But as a thing of custom : 'tis no other; Only it spoils the pleasure... | |
| William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1847 - 506 páginas
...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. Think of this, good peers, But as a thing of custom : 'tis no other ; Only it spoils the... | |
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