| William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 458 pages
...peace between The effect, and it ! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You...wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall6 thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knifef see not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1831 - 554 pages
...peace between The effect, and it ! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You...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,... | |
| 1831 - 1040 pages
...delicate." And how does Lady Macbeth receive her king? — she who some short hour before had said, " Come! thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife see not the wound it makes !" Why, she receives her king as a lady should, with... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1831 - 500 pages
...keep peace between The cfftrt, anil it And take my mil , Wherever in your sightless 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 heaven peep through the... | |
| 1832 - 542 pages
...between The effect, and it ! Come lo my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you niurd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You...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... | |
| 1832 - 540 pages
...The effect, and it ! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murd'rmg mimsters, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on...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... | |
| 1832 - 534 pages
...and it ! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murd'ring mimsters, Y\ Iw.rever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall ihee in the duunest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife see not the wound it makes; Nor heaven peep... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1833 - 1140 pages
...peace between The effect, and it ! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murd'ring asked. Shall the son of England prove a thief, and...purses? a question to be asked. There is a thing, Harry, 49) in the dunnest smoke of hell! That my keen knife 50) see not the wound it makes; Nor heaven peep... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1835 - 394 pages
...seems for ever twisting and untwisting its own strength. Perhaps the true reading in Macbeth * is * 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 ! Act... | |
| George Field - 1835 - 310 pages
...vain with cymbal's ring They call the grisly king, In dismal dance about the furnace blue. MILTON. 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... | |
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