 | William Shakespeare - 1784 - 116 sivua
...I'll 'gild the faces, of the grooms withal, For it must seem their guilt. [Exit. Knoching witiiM Mac. Whence is that knocking ! How is't with me, when every...appals me ? What hands are here ? Ha! they pluck out min Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this Clean from my hand ? No ; this my hand wi The multitudinous... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 480 sivua
...I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal, For it must seenrtheir guilt. [Exit. Knocking within. Mac. Whence is that knocking ! How is't with me, when every...What hands are here ? Ha ! they pluck out mine eyes 1 Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood 141 Clean from my hand ? No ; this my hand will rather... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 412 sivua
...of childhood, That fears a painted devil. If he do bleed, I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal, For it must seem their guilt. [Exit. Knocking within....Clean from my hand ? No ; this my hand will rather The multitudinous seas incarnardine,5 Making the green — one red. Re-enter Lady MACBETH. lady M. My hands... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 558 sivua
...gild the faces of the grooms withal, For it must seem their guilt. \_Ejcit. Knocking within. "Mac. Whence is that knocking! How is't with me, when every...What hands are here? Ha! they pluck out mine eyes ! The multitudinous seas incarnardine, Making the green — one red. Re-enter Lady Macbtth. Lady M.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 442 sivua
...of childhood, That fears a painted devil. If he do bleed, I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal, For it must seem their guilt. [Exit. Knocking within....Clean from my hand? No; this my hand will rather The multitudinous seas incarnardine,1 Making the green — one red. Re-enter Lady MACBETH. Lady M. My hands... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 454 sivua
...bleed, I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal, For it must seem their guilt. [Exit. Knocking ivithin. Macb. Whence is that knocking? How is't with me, when...Clean from my hand? No; this my hand will rather The multitudinous seas incarnardine,1 Making the green — one red. Re-enter Lady MACBETH. Lady M. My hands... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 434 sivua
...withal, For it must seem their guilt." [Exis. Knocking within. Macfi. Whence is that knocking! How is 't with me, when every noise appals me ? What hands are...mine eyes! Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this hlood1 » 'tis the e^e of childhood, That fears a pamted devil. ] So, in Viltoria Cofomlxind, 1612... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 432 sivua
...withal, For it must seem their guilt.9 [Exit. Knocking ivithin, Mach. Whence is that knocking ! How is 't with me, when every noise appals me ? What hands are...mine eyes ! Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this hlood1 • 'tit the eye of childhood, That fears a painted devil ] So, in Vittoria Coramkona, 1615... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 432 sivua
...their guilt. [Exit. Knoching within. Macb. Whence-ia that knocking ? Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood Clean from my hand ? No ; this my...multitudinous seas incarnardine, Making the green — one red. Re-enter Lady MACBETH. Lady M. My hands are of your colour ; but I shame To wear a heart so white.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - 432 sivua
...MACBETH. [Knocking within. Macb. Whence is that knocking ! How is't with me, when every noise appalls me ? What hands are here ? Ha ! they pluck out mine...multitudinous seas incarnardine, Making the green— one red. Enter LADY MACBETH. Lady. My hands are of your colour ; but I shame To wear a heart so white.— [Knock.]... | |
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How is't with me, when every noise appals me? What hands are here? ha! they pluck out mine eyes! Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood Clean from my hand? No; this my hand will rather The multitudinous seas incarnadine, Making the green one red. 
