 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 480 страници
...That no compunftious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose,- nor keep peace between The efteft, and it! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk...murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances 37° Cij You You. wait on n;iiure's mischief! Come, thick night j And pall tliee in the dunnest smoke... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 558 страници
...spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here; And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full Of direst cruelty ! make thick my blood, Stop up the...nature's 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 412 страници
...toe, top-full Of direst cruelty ! make thick my blood, Stop up the access and passage to remorse ;7 That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my...on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall 8 thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife " see not the wound it makes; Nor heaven peep... | |
 | British essayists - 1803 - 300 страници
...spirits, That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me from the crown to the toe topful Of direst cruelty ; make thick my blood, Stop up the...nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between Th' effect and it. Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murth'ring ministers,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 442 страници
...toe, top-full Of direst cruelty ! make thick my blood, Stop up the access and passage to remorse;7 That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my...on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall theeH in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife9 see not the wound it makes; Nor heaven peep... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 454 страници
...toe, top-full Of direst cruelty ! make thick my blood, Stop up the access and passage to remorse;7 That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my...on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall thee8 in the dunnest smoke of hell! That my keen knife9 see not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep... | |
 | John Howe Baron Chedworth - 1805 - 392 страници
...Which should but croak the entrance of the king Under my battlements." • P. 495.— 296.— 376. Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall,...sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief! Dr., Johnson's is the true explanation. P. 496.— 298.— 377. Come, thick night, And pall thee in... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 432 страници
...spirits That tend on mortal thoughts ", unsex me here ; And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top- full Of direst cruelty ! make thick my blood, Stop up the...in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief's ! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife see... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1806 - 376 страници
...spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me from the crown to th' toe, top-full Of direst cruelty ; make thick my blood, Stop up the...nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace Between Th' effect and it. Mortal thoughts. This expression signifies not the thoughts of mortals, but, murtherous,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 346 страници
...spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here ; And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full Of direst cruelty ! make thick my blood, Stop up the...nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between, •r . 7 The effect and it ! Come to my woman's breasts^, , . , r And take my milk for gall, you murd'ring... | |
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Come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full Of direst cruelty ! make thick my blood, Stop up the access and passage to remorse, That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell... 
