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 | William Shakespeare - 1784 - 116 страница
...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 MACBETH. Is •-mother'd in surmise; and nothing is, But what is not. Ban. Look, how our partner's... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 480 страница
...knock at my ribs, Against the use of nature i 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. Ban. Look, how our partner's rapt. Mac. If chance... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 558 страница
...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. Ban. Look, how our partner's rapt. Mac. If chance... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 412 страница
...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 ; 5 and nothing is, But what is not. Ban. Look, how our partner's rapt. Macb.... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1805 - 924 страница
...once to behold The thing, whereat it trembles by surmise. Sbatspeare, My thought, whose murthering yet is but fantastical, Shakes so my single state of man, that function Is smother'd in sarmitt. Shakipeare. No sooner did they espy the English turning from them, but they were... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 442 страница
...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,3 that function Is smother'd in surmise ; and nothing is, But what is not.4 Ban. Look, how our... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 454 страница
...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,3 that function Is smother'd in surmise ; and nothing is, But what is not.4 Ban. Look, how our... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 432 страница
...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 '*. Ban, Look, how our partner's rapt. Macb.... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1806 - 376 страница
...Macbeth cannot be palliated, since what he says could not have been spoken by any other. NOTE VII. ""PHE thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical. Shakes so my single state of man, The single state of man seems to be used by Shake-, speare for an individual, in opposition to a comrnw... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 346 страница
...knock at my ribs, Against the use of nature ? Present fears Ate '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. Ban. Look, how our partner's rapt. Miti•li.... | |
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