 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...  The Handy-volume Shakspeare - 第 16 頁William Shakespeare 著 - 1867完整檢視 - 關於此書
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...inrich the Devil with? Alonzo. Sir, he has many Virtues, more than Courage, An echo of Lady Macbeth: Come thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke...hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes (1.5.48—50, in Stephen Greenblattetal., eds., TheNorton Shakespeare [New York: Norton, 1997]). Abdelazer,... | |
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