 | William Shakespeare - 1858 - 752 pàgines
...slaughterous thoughts, Cannot once start me. — Wherefore was that cry ? Sey. The queen, my lord, is dead'. Macb. She should have died hereafter : There...To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time ; And all our yesterdays have... | |
 | Alexander Winton Buchan - 1859 - 120 pàgines
...to my slaught'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me. Wherefore was that cry ? Sey. The queen, my lord, is dead. Macb. She should have died hereafter ; There...dusty death. Out, out, brief candle ! Life's but a walking shadow ; a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no... | |
 | 1859 - 408 pàgines
...strain whereinto Macbeth falls spontaneously, on being apprized of the death of his Lady : — She would have died hereafter ; There would have been a time...dusty death. Out, out, brief candle. Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1860 - 836 pàgines
...start me. Re-enter SF.YTON. Wherefore was that cry ? SST. The queen, my lord, is dead. К. МАСВ. t me find,— Though my gross blood be stain'd walking shadow ; a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1860 - 834 pàgines
...SKY., The queen, my lord, is dead. K. MACB. She should have died hereafter ; There would have hcen walking shadow ; a poor pliiyer, That struts and frets his hour upon the stiige, And then is heard... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1860 - 834 pàgines
...SKY. The queen, my lord, is dead. К. Млев. She should have died hereafter ; There would have heen breaketh from the sweet embrace Of those fair arms...her breast, And homeward through the dark laundb walking shadow; a poor phi ver, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And theu is heard no... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1860 - 838 pàgines
...once start me. Re-enter SEYTON-. Wherefore was that cry ? SEY. The queen, my lord, is dead. K. MACH. s brow-bound with the oak. His pupil-age Man-enter'd...And, in the brunt of seventeen battles since, He lur this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time ; And all our yesterdays have... | |
 | Alexander Winton Buchan - 1861 - 128 pàgines
...to my slaught'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me. Wherefore was that cry ? Sey. The queen, my lord, is dead. Macb. She should have died hereafter ; There...dusty death. Out, out, brief candle ! Life's but a walking shadow ; a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1862 - 544 pàgines
...slaught'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me. — Wherefore was that cry ? Sey. The queen, my lord, is dead. Macb. She should have died hereafter ; There...To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow. Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time ; And all our yesterdays have... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1863 - 166 pàgines
...was that cry ? Seg. The queen, my lord is dead. Macb. She would have died hereafter ; There should have been a time for such a word. — To-morrow, and...dusty death. Out, out, brief candle : Life's but a walking shadow ; a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no... | |
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She should have died hereafter ; There would have been a time for such a word, — To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time ; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The... 
