 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 1130 頁
...you. Mai. Merciful heaven ! — What, man ! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows Give sorrow words : earse this song by rote : To each word a warbling note, Hand in hand, with fairy gr Macd. My children too 1 Raise. Wife, children, servants, all That could be found. Sfacd. And I must... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 572 頁
...you. Mai. Merciful Heaven !— What, man! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows ; Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak, Whispers the o'er-fraught heart, and bids it break. Macd. My children, too ? Rosse. Wife, children, servants, all That could be found. Macd. And I must... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Thomas Price - 1839 - 478 頁
...the evil which is here wrapt up Jn countenance !* 5 — v- 1599 Silent sorrow. {live sorrow words ; the grief, that does not speak, Whispers the o'erfraught heart, and bids it break. 15— iv. 3. 600 Kindness. Your gentleness shall force, More than your force move us to gentleness.... | |
 | American Institute of Instruction - 1841 - 170 頁
...or burst forth into violent action and vociferation, their consequences are less to be dreaded." <( the grief that does not speak, Whispers the o'er-fraught heart, and bids it break." That digestion and secretion are strongly influenced by the passions and violent mental emotions, has... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Michael Henry Rankin - 1841 - 266 頁
...Paulina. I like your silence, it the more shows off Your wonder. Ibid. Act v. Scene 3. Malcolm. . . . The grief, that does not speak, Whispers the o'erfraught heart, and bids it break. Macbeth. Act iv. Scene 3. SOMETIMES DECEPTIVE IN EXTERNALS. Isabella. Oh, 'tis the cunning livery of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 396 頁
...you. Mal. Merciful Heaven ! — What, man ! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows ; Give sorrow words : the grief, that does not speak, Whispers the o'erfraught heart, and bids it break. Macd. My children too ? Rosse. Wife, children, servants, all That could be found. Macd. And I must... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 406 頁
...you. Mai. Merciful heaven ! — What, man ! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows ; Give sorrow words : the grief that does not speak Whispers the o'erfraught heart, and bids it break. Macd. My children too ? Rosse. Wife, children, servants, all that could be found. Macd. And I must... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 582 頁
...of you. Mai. Merciful heaven ! What, man ! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows ; Give sorrow words : the grief that does not speak, Whispers the o'er-fraught heart, and bids it break. Macd. My children too? Rofse. Wife, children, sen-ants, — all That could be found. Macd. And I must... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 594 頁
...of you. Mal. Merciful heaven ! What, man ! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows ; Give sorrow words : the grief that does not speak, Whispers the o'er-fraught heart, and bids it break. Macd. My children too? liasse. Wife, children, servants, — all That could be found. Macd. And I must... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 450 頁
...you. Mai. Merciful heaven ! — What , man ! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows : Give sorrow words; the grief, that does not speak , Whispers the o'er-fraught heart, and bids it break. Macd. My children too? Rosse. Wife, children, servants, all That could be found. Macd. And I must be... | |
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Merciful heaven! What, man! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows; Give sorrow words: the grief that does not speak Whispers the o'erfraught heart, and bids it break. 
