 | American literature - 1867 - 796 pages
...blackness in which death is folded up ; an image conveying at once absence of light and of life?— " That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Nor...through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold! hold! " &c. The third of these murderous adjurations to the powers of nature for their complicity is uttered... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1845 - 670 pages
...peace between The effect and it. Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murthering ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You...makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, i To cry, hold, hold !"— — ' When she first hears that " Duncan comes there to sleep" she is so... | |
 | James Robert Boyd - Ethics - 1846 - 472 pages
...peace between The effect, and it. Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You...through the blanket of the dark, To cry hold ! hold !" There are some striking passages illustrative of ambition, and of the guilt and misery to which... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - Azerbaijan - 1847 - 506 pages
...peace between The effect, and it ! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You....' That my keen knife * see not the wound it makes ; 5 The raven himself is hoarse,} The following is, in my opinion, the sense of this passage : Give... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1847 - 872 pages
...nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between Th' effect and it ! Come to my woman's breasts, ou importun'd him by any means ? Mon. Both by dünnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes. Nor heaven peep through the... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1848 - 78 pages
...nature Shake my fell purpose; nor keep pace between The effect, and it ! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers,...the blanket of the dark, To cry, "Hold, hold!"— Enter MACBETH, L. Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor ! Greater than both, by the ali-hail hereafter ! Thy... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1848 - 498 pages
...gall, you murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief I Come, thick night, And pall* thee in the dunnest smoke...dark, To cry, Hold, Hold .'—Great Glamis, worthy Caw dor! Enter Macbeth. Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter ! Thy letters have transported... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1848 - 456 pages
...Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief! 2 Come, thick night, And pall thee3 in the dunnest smoke of hell! That my keen knife see...dark, To cry, " Hold, hold ! " Great Glamis, worthy Cavrdor ! Enter MACBETH. Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter ! Thy letters have transported... | |
 | Laurence Coupe - Literary Criticism - 2000 - 346 pages
...my milk for gall, you murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on natures mischief. Come, thick night, And pall thee in the...through the blanket of the dark To cry 'Hold, hold!' (Iv41-55) Lady Macbeth's defiance of nature has its cause in something more than a depraved will to... | |
 | Laurence Coupe - American literature - 2000 - 340 pages
...my milk for gall, you murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on natures mischief. Come, thick night, And pall thee in the...through the blanket of the dark To cry 'Hold, hold!' (Iv41-55) Lady Macbeth's defiance of nature has its cause in something more than a depraved will to... | |
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The effect and it! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see... 
