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Teokset Teokset 81 - 90 / 184 haulle This supernatural soliciting Cannot be ill ; cannot be good : — If ill, Why hath....
" This supernatural soliciting Cannot be ill ; cannot be good : — If ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth ? I am thane of Cawdor : If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, And make... "
The British essayists; with prefaces by A. Chalmers - Sivu 173
tekijä(t) British essayists - 1803
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Characteristics of Women: Moral, Poetical, and Historical

Mrs. Jameson (Anna) - 1850 - 340 sivua
...truth ? I am thane of Cavvdor — 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 ? It will be said, that the same "horrid suggestion" present,.; itself spontaneously to her, on the...

Apophthegms from the plays of Shakespeare, by C. Lyndon

William Shakespeare - 1850
...breed unnatural troubles.— DOCT. V., 1. 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 ?—MACB. I., 3. Would'st thou have that which thou esteem'st the ornament of life, and live a coward...

Dies Boreales: Or Christopher Under Canvass

John Wilson - 1850 - 363 sivua
...a truth ? 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 is yet but fantastical Shakes...

The Poetry and Poets of Britain from Chaucer to Tennyson: With Biographical ...

Daniel Scrymgeour - 1850 - 544 sivua
...a truth ? I'm 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,1...

The dramatic (poetical) works of William Shakspeare; illustr., embracing a ...

William Shakespeare - 1850
...a truth ? 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,...

Archiv für das Studium der neueren Sprachen und Literaturen

1850
...baô 9îôt^ige bemerft. 31ft 1. (Scene 3. — why do I yield to a suggestion, Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, Against the use of nature? 3m normalen 3"ffant>c merit ЬеГаппШф bet ЗКе^ф шфг, baß fein §erj flopft; nur giebcríranfíjeit...

THE DRAMATIC WORKS OF WILLIAM SHAKSPEARE

1850
...a truth ? 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,...

The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, Nide 19

1850
...a truth ? 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 7 Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings : My thought whose murder is yet but fantastical...

The Life, Letters and Speeches of Kah-ge-ga-gah-bowh, Or, G. Copway, Chief ...

George Copway - 1850 - 224 sivua
...alteration, from the immortal bard of Avon: — " They were so terrible, that they shook my soul, and made my seated heart knock at my ribs against the use of nature ; cold drops of sweat hung on my trembling flesh, my blood grew chilly, and I seemed to freeze with...

The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: With a Life of the Poet, and ...

William Shakespeare - 1851
...in a truth? 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...




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