Macbeth. King JohnPrinted for, and under the direction of, John Bell, 1788 |
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... HUBERT , BIGOT , English Lords . FAULCONBRIDGE , Bastard Son to Richard the First . ROBERT FAULCONBRIDGE , Half Brother to the Bastard . JAMES GURNEY , Servant to the Lady Faulconbridge . PETER OF POMFRET , a Prophet . PHILIP , King of ...
... HUBERT , BIGOT , English Lords . FAULCONBRIDGE , Bastard Son to Richard the First . ROBERT FAULCONBRIDGE , Half Brother to the Bastard . JAMES GURNEY , Servant to the Lady Faulconbridge . PETER OF POMFRET , a Prophet . PHILIP , King of ...
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... HUBERT . ვნი K. John . Hubert , keep this boy : -Philip , make up ; My mother is assailed in our tent , And ta'en , I fear . Faulc . My lord , I rescu'd her ; Her highness is in safety , fear you not : But on , my liege ; for very ...
... HUBERT . ვნი K. John . Hubert , keep this boy : -Philip , make up ; My mother is assailed in our tent , And ta'en , I fear . Faulc . My lord , I rescu'd her ; Her highness is in safety , fear you not : But on , my liege ; for very ...
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... HUBERT , and Lords . K. John . So shall it be ; your grace shall stay be- hind , [ TO ELINOR . So strongly guarded . - Cousin , look not sad : [ To ARTHUR . Thy grandam loves thee ; and thy uncle will As dear be to thee as thy father ...
... HUBERT , and Lords . K. John . So shall it be ; your grace shall stay be- hind , [ TO ELINOR . So strongly guarded . - Cousin , look not sad : [ To ARTHUR . Thy grandam loves thee ; and thy uncle will As dear be to thee as thy father ...
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... Hubert , I am almost asham'd To say what good respect I have of thee . Hub . I am much bounden to your majesty . 39 ° K. John . Good friend , thou hast no cause to say so yet : But thou shalt have ; and creep time ne'er so slow , Yet it ...
... Hubert , I am almost asham'd To say what good respect I have of thee . Hub . I am much bounden to your majesty . 39 ° K. John . Good friend , thou hast no cause to say so yet : But thou shalt have ; and creep time ne'er so slow , Yet it ...
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... Hubert , Hubert , Hubert , throw thine eye On yon young boy : I'll tell thee what , my friend , He is a very serpent in my way ; And , wheresoe'er this foot of mine doth tread , He lies before me : Dost thou understand me ? Thou art his ...
... Hubert , Hubert , Hubert , throw thine eye On yon young boy : I'll tell thee what , my friend , He is a very serpent in my way ; And , wheresoe'er this foot of mine doth tread , He lies before me : Dost thou understand me ? Thou art his ...
Términos y frases comunes
ancient Angiers arms Arth Arthur Aust Banquo Beaumont and Fletcher Ben Jonson Blanch blood breath calf's-skin Const Constance curse Cymbeline Dauphin dead death deed devil doth Duncan edition England Enter MACBETH Exeunt eyes Faery Queen father Faulc FAULCONBRIDGE fear Fleance folio France give grief hand hast hath hear heart heaven Hecate HENLEY Henry VI Holinshed Honest Whore honour Hubert JOHNSON Julius Cæsar King Henry King John Lady Lewis look lord Macd Macduff majesty Malcolm MALONE means Melun murder night noble o'er old copy Pand passage peace Pemb perfect spy Phil Philip play Pope prince Queen Richard Rosse SCENE Scotland seems sense Shakspere Shakspere's shalt shew signifies sleep soul speak spirits STEEVENS thane thane of Cawdor thee Theobald There's thine things thou art thought tongue unto WARBURTON Witch word
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Página 22 - 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.
Página 63 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Página 99 - And be these juggling fiends no more believ'd That palter with us in a double sense, That keep the word of promise to our ear, And break it to our hope. I'll not fight with thee. Macd. Then yield thee, coward, And live to be the show and gaze o
Página 27 - Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off...
Página 60 - I am in blood Stept in so far, that, should I wade no more, Returning were as tedious as go o'er. Strange things I have in head, that will to hand, Which must be acted, ere they may be scann'd.
Página 51 - But let the frame of things disjoint, both the worlds suffer, Ere we will eat our meal in fear, and sleep In the affliction of these terrible dreams That shake us nightly: better be with the dead, Whom we, to gain our place, have sent to peace, Than on the torture of the mind to lie In restless ecstasy. Duncan is in his grave ; After life's fitful fever he sleeps well; Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison, Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing, Can touch him further.
Página 27 - We'd jump the life to come. But in these cases We still have judgment here ; that we but teach Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return To plague the inventor ; this even-handed justice Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice To our own lips.
Página 18 - I am thane of Cawdor : If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, Against the use of nature ? Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings : My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical, Shakes so my single state of man, that function Is smother'd in surmise; and nothing is, But what is not.
Página 23 - Than wishest should be undone.' Hie thee hither, That I may pour my spirits in thine ear ; And chastise with the valour of my tongue All that impedes thee from the golden round, Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem To have thee crown'd withal.
Página 66 - I conjure you, by that which you profess, (Howe'er you come to know it,) answer me : Though you untie the winds, and let them fight Against the churches ; though the yesty waves Confound and swallow navigation up; Though bladed corn be lodg'd, and trees blown down; Though castles topple on their warders...