 | George Augustus Sala, Edmund Yates - 1873 - 586 pages
...sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief! Coma, thick night, And pall thee in the dimmest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, And Heaven peep through the blanket of the dark To cry, Hold, Hold!" It is magnificent, and it is true,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1770 - 956 pages
...nature's mifchief. Come, thick night! And pall thee in the dunneft fmoak 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! Enter Macbeth. Great Glamh ! worthy Cavodor ! . ' [Embracing A/OT. Greater... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 558 pages
...Where-ever in your fightlefs fubftances 7 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, 1 To cry, bold, bold! 6 You wait on nature's mifchief!—Come, thick night, Enter cannot be doubted... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 480 pages
...You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night; And pall tliee in the dunnest smoke of liell! Tliat my keen knife see not the wound it makes; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, hold! Great Glamis! worthy Gawdorl Enter MACBETH. Greater than both, by the all-hail... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1790 - 586 pages
...do hate the light." MALOM. And And pall thee 7 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 ^ And pall /*«—J ie wrap thyfelf in a fall. WAKBDITON. A fall is a robe of ftate. So,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1797 - 592 pages
...nature's mifchief! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunned 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, bold!—Great Glamis! worthy Cawdor! Enter MACBETH. Greater than both, by the all-hail... | |
 | 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 Enter MACBETH. [Exit MeJJengcr. Greater than both,... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1802 - 286 pages
...he breaks out amidst his emotions into a wish natural to a murderer : And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes ; Nor heav'n peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, hold ! -Come, thick night! In this passage... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 412 pages
...nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall 8 thee in the dunnest smoke of hell! That my keen knife l > see not the wound it makes; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, Hold! Great Glamis! worthy Cawdor! « Murderous. 1 Pity. 8 Wrap as in a mantle.... | |
 | 1803 - 268 pages
...out amidst 1 emotions into a wish natural to a murderer: c, thick night! And pall thee jn the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes; Nor Heav'n peep through the blanket of the dark. To cry, Hold, hold ! In this passage is exerted all the... | |
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