| 1857 - 432 頁
...thoughts, Cannot once start me. — Re-enter DOCTOR. DoC. The queen, my lord, is dead. MAC. She'should have died hereafter ; There would have been a time...dusty death. Out, out, brief candle ! Life's but a walking shadow ; a poor player Finisci, e breve cerо ! Ombra che fugge, Ecco la vita ; un mimo che,... | |
| William Shakespeare, Richard Grant White - 1861 - 548 頁
...Wherefore was that cry ? Enter SETTON. Sey. The Queen, my lord, is dead. Macb. She should have di'd hereafter: There would have been a time for such a...dusty death. — Out, out, brief candle ! Life's but a walking shadow ; a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1857 - 394 頁
...horrors ; Direness, familiar to my slaughterous thougnts. Cannot once start me. Wherefore was that cry t Sey. The queen, my lord, is dead. Macb. She should...To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time ; And all our yesterdays have... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1858 - 752 頁
...and stir, As life were in't. I have supp'd full with horrors : Direness, familiar to my slaughterous thoughts, Cannot once start me. — Wherefore was...To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time ; And all our yesterdays have... | |
| 1859 - 408 頁
...strain whereinto Macbeth falls spontaneously, on being apprized of the death of his Lady : — She would have died hereafter ; There would have been a time...dusty death. Out, out, brief candle. Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1860 - 834 頁
...SKY. The queen, my lord, is dead. К. Млев. She should have died hereafter ; There would have heen breaketh from the sweet embrace Of those fair arms...her breast, And homeward through the dark laundb walking shadow; a poor phi ver, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And theu is heard no... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1860 - 838 頁
...once start me. Re-enter SEYTON-. Wherefore was that cry ? SEY. The queen, my lord, is dead. K. MACH. s brow-bound with the oak. His pupil-age Man-enter'd...And, in the brunt of seventeen battles since, He lur this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time ; And all our yesterdays have... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1862 - 544 頁
...taste of fears : The time has been, my senses would have cooPd To hear a night-shriek ; and my fell t of hair Would at a dismal treatise rouse, and stir...To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow. Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time ; And all our yesterdays have... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1863 - 374 頁
...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-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time ; And all our yesterdays have... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1864 - 1056 頁
...night-shriek ; and my fell1 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-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time ; And all our yesterdays have... | |
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