 The effect and it! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see...  Scott's Monthly Magazine - Pagina 7381867Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | 1829 - 434 pagina’s
...Without a prompter. Macbeth exclaims, — Come thick night, And pall me in the dunnest smoke of nell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Nor...through the blanket of the dark, To cry hold! hold! Shakspeare's blank verse is far superior to that of any other poet, — superior even to Milton's.... | |
 | Thomas Curtis (of Grove house sch, Islington) - 512 pagina’s
...shepherd. • Shahtpeare. I can see his pride Peep through each part of him. Id. Come, thick night ! That my keen knife see not the wound it makes ; Nor...peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry hold ! /./. Macbeth. The timorous maiden-blossoms on each bough Peepi forth from their first blushes ; so... | |
 | William Shakespeare, George Steevens - 1829 - 506 pagina’s
...nature's mischief! Come, Ihick night, And pall" thee in the dünnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife9 see not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, llold .'—Great Glamis, worthy Cawdor ! \ , £n(«r Macbeth. , Greater than both, by the all-hail... | |
 | Thomas Curtis (of Grove house sch, Islington) - 414 pagina’s
...nil, to hide, to toss in a blanket. It is used metaphorically by Shakspeare, from the verb to blank. Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark. To cry, hold ! hold ! Shalupeare. My face I'll grime with filth , Blanket my loins ; tie all my hair in knots. Id. The... | |
 | Royal Society of Literature (Great Britain) - 1882 - 856 pagina’s
...varena, covering. This is very suitable for the night sky, and like that image of Lady Macbeth's, " Nor Heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry ' Hold, hold ! ' " '• " RV" IV, 42. 3. I am, oh Indra, \raruna, and mine are The deep wide pair of worlds, the... | |
 | Thomas Curtis - 1829 - 832 pagina’s
...with, to hide, to toss in a blanket. It is used metaphorically by Shakspeare, from the verb to blank. Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, hold! held! Shabpeare. My face 111 grime with filth ; Bïanltet my loins ; tie all my hair in knots. Id.... | |
 | Thomas Curtis (of Grove house sch, Islington) - 826 pagina’s
...darkiome, which shew the figure. Id. Come, thick night, Aad pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven prep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, hold ' hold ! Shatupeare. Sfacbeth. Pleance, his ion,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1831 - 500 pagina’s
...substances Vou wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall* thee in the dunnret smoke of hell ! That my keen knife' see not the wound it makes ; Nor...through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, Hold .'—Great Glamis, worthy Caw dor! Enter Macbeth. Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter I Thy... | |
 | 1831 - 548 pagina’s
...nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pull thee in the dunnest smoke of hell! Thai my keen kmfe see not the wound it makes; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dork, To cry, Mold, ÍMd! Without going over the long, tissued, and offensive detail of the privations,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1831 - 554 pagina’s
...night, And pall* thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife' see not the wound it makei ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, Hold .'—Great Glamis, worthy Cawdor! Enter Macbeth. Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter ! Thy... | |
| |
