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This have I thought good to deliver thee , my dearest partner of greatness ; that
thou might'st not lose the dues of rejoicing , by being ignorant of what greatness
is promis'd thee . Lay it to thy heart , and farewel . 333 Glamis thou art , and ...
This have I thought good to deliver thee , my dearest partner of greatness ; that
thou might'st not lose the dues of rejoicing , by being ignorant of what greatness
is promis'd thee . Lay it to thy heart , and farewel . 333 Glamis thou art , and ...
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O Lymoges ! O Austria ! thou dost shame 1 That bloody spoil : Thou slave , thou
wretch , thou coward ; Thou little valiant , great in villany ! Thou ever strong upon
the stronger side ! Thou fortune's champion , that dost never fight 120 But when ...
O Lymoges ! O Austria ! thou dost shame 1 That bloody spoil : Thou slave , thou
wretch , thou coward ; Thou little valiant , great in villany ! Thou ever strong upon
the stronger side ! Thou fortune's champion , that dost never fight 120 But when ...
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1 What since thou swor'st , is sworn against thyself , And may not be performed
by thyself : For that , which thou hast sworn to do amiss , Is't not amiss , when it is
truly done ? And being not done , where doing tends to ill , The truth is then most
...
1 What since thou swor'st , is sworn against thyself , And may not be performed
by thyself : For that , which thou hast sworn to do amiss , Is't not amiss , when it is
truly done ? And being not done , where doing tends to ill , The truth is then most
...
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Beyond the infinite and boundless reach 540 Of mercy , if thou didst this deed of
death , Art thou damn'd , Hubert . Hub . Do but hear me , sir . Faulc . Ha ! I'll tell
thee what ;. Thou art damn'd so black - nay , nothing is so black Thou art more ...
Beyond the infinite and boundless reach 540 Of mercy , if thou didst this deed of
death , Art thou damn'd , Hubert . Hub . Do but hear me , sir . Faulc . Ha ! I'll tell
thee what ;. Thou art damn'd so black - nay , nothing is so black Thou art more ...
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A friend : -What art thou ? Hub . Of the part of England . Faulc . Whither dost thou
go ? 370 Hub . What's that to thee ? Why may I not demand Of thine affairs , as
well as thou of mine ? Faulo . Hubert , I think . Hub . Thou hast a perfect thought : I
...
A friend : -What art thou ? Hub . Of the part of England . Faulc . Whither dost thou
go ? 370 Hub . What's that to thee ? Why may I not demand Of thine affairs , as
well as thou of mine ? Faulo . Hubert , I think . Hub . Thou hast a perfect thought : I
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Страница 22 - It is too full o' the milk of human kindness To catch the nearest way : thou wouldst be great ; Art not without ambition ; but without The illness should attend it : what thou wouldst highly, That wouldst thou holily ; wouldst not play false, And yet wouldst wrongly win : thou'dst have, great Glamis, That which cries " Thus thou must do, if thou have it ; And that which rather thou dost fear to do Than wishest should be undone.
Страница 63 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Страница 99 - And be these juggling fiends no more believ'd That palter with us in a double sense, That keep the word of promise to our ear, And break it to our hope. I'll not fight with thee. Macd. Then yield thee, coward, And live to be the show and gaze o
Страница 27 - Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off...
Страница 60 - I am in blood Stept in so far, that, should I wade no more, Returning were as tedious as go o'er. Strange things I have in head, that will to hand, Which must be acted, ere they may be scann'd.
Страница 51 - But let the frame of things disjoint, both the worlds suffer, Ere we will eat our meal in fear, and sleep In the affliction of these terrible dreams That shake us nightly: better be with the dead, Whom we, to gain our place, have sent to peace, Than on the torture of the mind to lie In restless ecstasy. Duncan is in his grave ; After life's fitful fever he sleeps well; Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison, Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing, Can touch him further.
Страница 27 - We'd jump the life to come. But in these cases We still have judgment here ; that we but teach Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return To plague the inventor ; this even-handed justice Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice To our own lips.
Страница 18 - 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 so my single state of man, that function Is smother'd in surmise; and nothing is, But what is not.
Страница 23 - Than wishest should be undone.' Hie thee hither, That I may pour my spirits in thine ear ; And chastise with the valour of my tongue All that impedes thee from the golden round, Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem To have thee crown'd withal.
Страница 66 - I conjure you, by that which you profess, (Howe'er you come to know it,) answer me : Though you untie the winds, and let them fight Against the churches ; though the yesty waves Confound and swallow navigation up; Though bladed corn be lodg'd, and trees blown down; Though castles topple on their warders...