 | William Shakespeare - 1784 - 116 pagina’s
...you nrnrd'ring ministers, iVherever in your sightless substances 370 You wait on nature's mischief ! Come, thick night*, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke...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 pagina’s
...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 pagina’s
...gall, you murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke...That my keen knife see not the wound it makes; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, hold! Great Glamis! worthy Cawdor ! Enter... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 412 pagina’s
...Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall 8 thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife " see not the wound it makes; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, Hold! Great Glamis ! worth/ Cawdor ! i «... | |
 | 1803 - 268 pagina’s
...breaks out amidst his emotions into a wish natural to a murderer : -Come, thick night ! And pall theejii 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... | |
 | British essayists - 1803 - 300 pagina’s
...gall, you murth'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief: come, thick 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... | |
 | John Howe Baron Chedworth - 1805 - 392 pagina’s
...substances You wait on nature's mischief! Dr., Johnson's is the true explanation. P. 496.— 298.— 377. Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke...That my keen knife see not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, hold ! I think the objections in the Rambler... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 432 pagina’s
...gall, you murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief's ! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke...That my keen knife see not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, hold " / Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor50!... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1806 - 354 pagina’s
...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 346 pagina’s
...sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief ! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the deepest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife see not the wound it makes ; ^j,^ Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hald, hold! Great Glamis, worthy Cawdor!... | |
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You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry " Hold, hold ! 
