 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1790 - 694 pages
...- Hamlet! — And ftood within the blank of his difpleafure for my free fpeech ! Othello, Blanket. Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark to cry, hold, hold !— Math — I'll tofs the rogue in a blanket . i Henry rv — my loins . . Lar tibfpbau. And... | |
 | Samuel Ayscough - 1791 - 688 pages
...coimlel, my lord ihould to the heavens be contraty, oppofe againft their wills - - ItU. i 358 I 17 — Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, to cry, hold, hold Mucktti S Ч О Т II* — Thou feed, the heavens, as troubled with man's ail, threaten his bloody... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1791 - 702 pages
...'Tis your counfel, my lord mould to the heavens be contrary, oppofe againfl the! wills . - - Join — Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, to cry, hold, hold Macbeth — Thoa leeft, the heavens, as troubled with man's nit, threaten his bloody ftage IkU... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1796 - 422 pages
...nature's mifchief ! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunneft fmoke of hell, That my keen knife fee not the wound it makes : Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold! Hold! ' Macbeth, AI&.I lUDGMENT. I fee men's judgments are A parcel of their fortunes ; and things... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1797 - 592 pages
...nature's mifchief! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunneft fmoke of hell ! That my keen knife fee not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, hold! — Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor ! Enter MACBETH. Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1797 - 612 pages
...committed by wkkednefs. JOHNSON. 3 x!l thee " in the dunneft fmoke of hell ! "That my keen knife 8 fee not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark,9 To cry, Hold, hold.'1. Great Glarais ! worthy Cawdor !» Enter 7 ie vvrapthyfelf inafa!/. WARBURTON.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1798 - 442 pages
...nature's mifchief ! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunneft fmoke of hell ! That my keen knife fee not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, hold ! Great Glami? ! worthy Cawdor ! Enter MACBETH. Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter !... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1800 - 322 pages
...nature's mifchief ! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunneft fmoke of hell ! That my keen knife fee not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, Tp cry, Hold, bold! Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor! Enter MACBETH. Greater than both, by the all-hail... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 412 pages
...substances You wait 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...peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, Hold! Great Glamis ! worth/ Cawdor ! i « Murderous. ^ Pity. 8 Wrap as in a mantle. Enter MACBETH.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 558 pages
...substances You wait on 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...peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, hold! Great Glamis! worthy Cawdor ! Enter Macbeth. The future in the instant. Mac. My dearest love,... | |
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You wait on 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 the blanket of the dark, To cry ' Hold, hold ! 
