 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 512 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 pall8 thee in the dünnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife9 see not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 444 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 makes : Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark,... | |
 | 1999 - 62 pages
...MACBETH. The raven himself is hoarse That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan Under my battlements. 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... | |
 | Laurence Coupe - 2000 - 340 pages
...my milk for gall, you murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on natures 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... | |
 | Laurence Coupe - 2000 - 346 pages
...my milk for gall, you murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on natures 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... | |
 | Susannah York, William Shakespeare - 2001 - 124 pages
...peace between The effects and it! Come to my woman's breasts And take my milk for gall, you murdering 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 cry... | |
 | Nick Potter, Nicholas Potter - 2000 - 198 pages
...Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires [I, iv, 50-1]. And Lady Macbeth: 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... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 2001 - 528 pages
...and untwisting its own strength Perhaps the true reading in Macbeth* is — blank height of the * " 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... | |
 | Mary Lynn Bryan, Barbara Bair, Maree de Angury, Jane Addams - 2010 - 716 pages
...between / Th' effect and it! Come to my woman's breasts / And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers, / Wherever in your sightless substances...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... | |
 | Allardyce Nicoll - 2002 - 208 pages
...speech (which he errs in attributing to Macbeth), is a passage most apposite to the present inquiry: Come, thick night, And pall thee in 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... | |
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The effect and it ! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for 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, That my keen knife... 
