Shakespeare's Tragedy of Macbeth: As Produced by Edwin BoothH. L. Hinton, 1874 - 80 pages |
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... hath lost , noble Macbeth hath won . [ Exeunt . SCENE III . A heath . Thunder . Enter the three Witches . First Witch . Where hast thou been , sister ? Sec . Witch . Killing swine . Third Witch . Sister , where thou ? First Witch . A ...
... hath lost , noble Macbeth hath won . [ Exeunt . SCENE III . A heath . Thunder . Enter the three Witches . First Witch . Where hast thou been , sister ? Sec . Witch . Killing swine . Third Witch . Sister , where thou ? First Witch . A ...
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... hath bubbles as the water has , And these are of them : whither are they vanish'd ? Macb . Into the air , and what seem'd corporal melted As breath into the wind . Would they had stay'd Ban . Were such things here as we do speak about ...
... hath bubbles as the water has , And these are of them : whither are they vanish'd ? Macb . Into the air , and what seem'd corporal melted As breath into the wind . Would they had stay'd Ban . Were such things here as we do speak about ...
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... 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 my seated heart knock at my ribs , Against the use of ...
... 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 my seated heart knock at my ribs , Against the use of ...
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... hath chanced , and at more time , The interim having weigh'd it , let us speak Our free hearts each to other . Ban . Very gladly . Mach . Till then , enough . Come , friends . [ Exeunt . SCENE IV . A Camp near Forres . The same as scene ...
... hath chanced , and at more time , The interim having weigh'd it , let us speak Our free hearts each to other . Ban . Very gladly . Mach . Till then , enough . Come , friends . [ Exeunt . SCENE IV . A Camp near Forres . The same as scene ...
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... hath a pleasant seat ; the air Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself Unto our gentle senses . Ban . This guest of summer , The temple - haunting martlet , does approve By his loved mansionry that the heaven's breath Smells wooingly here ...
... hath a pleasant seat ; the air Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself Unto our gentle senses . Ban . This guest of summer , The temple - haunting martlet , does approve By his loved mansionry that the heaven's breath Smells wooingly here ...
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744 Broadway anon Apparition Attendants awake Banquo Birnam wood blood burn and cauldron CAITHNESS cauldron bubble cried daggers dare death deed Doct done't double toil Duncan Dunsinane Enter LADY MACBETH Enter MACBETH Enter MACDUFF Enter MALCOLM Enter Ross Exeunt Exit Exit Ghost eyes fear Fleance for't friends Gent Ghost give Glamis green one red hail hand Hark hath hear heart heaven HECATE HENRY L HINTON honour is't Julius Cæsar king king of Scotland Knocking look lord Macb Macbeth's castle Macd Macduff Mach mingle murder murder'd nature night noble old SIWARD on't PAUL HEYSE poison'd Porter pray SCENE Scotland Servant SEYTON shake sight SIWARD sleep Soldiers speak strange sword thane of Cawdor thee There's thine things Third Witch thou art thought three Witches to-morrow to-night tongue TRAGEDY OF MACBETH tyrant weird sisters What's Who's words worthy thane York
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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