 | William Shakespeare - 1854 - 440 頁
...[Ex. Ser. Is this a dagger, which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee : I have thee not, and yet I see thee still....see thee yet, in form as palpable, As this which now I draw. Thou marshal's! me the way that I was going ; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes... | |
 | Theodore Alors W. Buckley - 1854 - 332 頁
...BJIAKSPEABE. Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee : I have thee not, and yet I see thee still....see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going, And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes... | |
 | 1887 - 436 頁
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 | John Epy Lovell - 1855 - 520 頁
...Shakspeare. Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee.— I have thee not, and yet I see thee still....creation Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain T I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. — Thou marshalest me the way that... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1855 - 530 頁
...SHAKSPEAKB. Is this a dagger, which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee : — • I have thee not ; and yet I see thee...dagger of the mind ; a false creation, Proceeding from a heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st... | |
 | Benjamin Hall Kennedy - 1856 - 384 頁
...thought. 588. Is this a dagger, which I see before me, The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee. — I have thee not, and yet I see thee still....see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going ; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes... | |
 | 1856 - 626 頁
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 | William Shakespeare - 1856 - 996 頁
...[Exit Servant. Is this a dagger, which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch o, and shake a friend. * holds his infant up. And...all bis rods On late offenders, that he now doth lac f I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshal's! me the way that I was... | |
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Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation,... 
