Shakespeare's Tragedy of Macbeth: As Produced by Edwin Booth

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H. L. Hinton, 1874 - 80 pages

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Page 18 - Lady M. O, never Shall sun that morrow see ! Your face, my thane, is as a book where men May read strange matters. To beguile the time, Look like the time ; bear welcome in your eye, Your hand, your tongue: look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under't. He that'scorning Must be provided for : and
Page 20 - I have no spur To prick the sides of my intent, but only Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself And falls on the other.* Enter LADY MACBETH. How now ! what news ? Lady M. He has almost supp'd : why have you left the chamber ? Macb. Hath he ask'd for me ? Lady M. Know you not he has
Page 49 - Go to, go to ; you have known what you should not. Gent. She has spoke what she should not, I am sure of that: heaven knows what she has known. Lady M. Here 's the smell of the blood still: all the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand. 1
Page 55 - The time has been, my senses would have cool'd To hear a night-shriek, and my fell * of hair Would at a dismal treatise rouse and stir As life were in't: I have supp'd full with horrors ; Direness, familiar to my slaughterous thoughts, Cannot once start me. Re-enter SEYTON. Wherefore was that cry
Page 19 - It were done quickly: if the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch, With his * surcease,* success ; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, We'ld jump the life to come.
Page 25 - Who's there ? what, ho ! Lady M. Alack ! I am afraid they have awaked And 'tis not done : the attempt and not the deed Confounds us. Hark ! I laid their daggers ready ; He could not miss 'em. Had he not resembled My father as he slept I had done't. Re-enter MACBETH. My husband
Page 29 - events New hatch'd to the woful time: the obscure bird Clamour'd the livelong night: some say, the earth Was feverous and did shake. Macb. 'Twas a rough night. Len. My young remembrance cannot parallel A fellow to it. Re-enter MACDUFF. Macd. O horror, horror, horror ! Tongue nor heart Cannot conceive nor name thee. Macb.
Page 12 - Might yet enkindle * you unto the crown, Besides the thane of Cawdor. But 'tis strange: And oftentimes, to win us to our harm, The instruments of darkness tell us truths, Win us with honest trifles, to betray 's In deepest consequence. Cousins, a word, I pray you. Macb. [Aside.'} Two truths are told, As happy prologues to the swelling
Page 21 - it was smiling in my. face, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums, And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this. Macb. If we should fail ? Lady M. We fail \ But screw your courage to the sticking-place, And
Page 27 - Look on't again I dare not. Lady M. Infirm of purpose ! Give me the daggers : the sleeping and the dead Are but as pictures : 'tis the eye of childhood That fears a painted devil. If he do bleed, I'11 gild the faces of the grooms withal, For

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