 | William Shakespeare - 1784 - 116 psl.
...breasts, \nd *take my milk for gall, you nrnrd'ring ministers, iVherever in your sightless substances 370 You wait on nature's mischief ! Come, thick night*,...hell ! That my keen knife 'see not the wound it makes ; Tor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark*, To cry, Hold, hold I— — Great Glamis ! worthy... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 558 psl.
...himself is hoarse, [Exit Attendant. That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan Under my battlements. Come, come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts,...cry, Hold, hold! Great Glamis! worthy Cawdor ! Enter Macbeth. The future in the instant. Mac. My dearest love, Duncan comes here to-night. Lady M. And when... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 412 psl.
...Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall 8 thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife...blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, Hold! Great Glamis ! worth/ Cawdor ! i « Murderous. ^ Pity. 8 Wrap as in a mantle. Enter MACBETH. Greater than both,... | |
 | John Howe Baron Chedworth - 1805 - 392 psl.
...substances You wait on nature's mischief! Dr., Johnson's is the true explanation. P. 496.— 298.— 377. Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke...through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, hold ! I think the objections in the Rambler to the •words knife and dun are ill founded. P. 504.— 301.—... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 432 psl.
...gall, you murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief's ! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke...dark, To cry, Hold, hold " / Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor50! Enter MACBETH. Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter ! Thy letters have transported... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 424 psl.
...and passage to remorse; That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose; nor keep pace between The effect, and it! Come to my woman's breasts,...through the blanket of the dark, To cry, " Hold, hold ! " Enter MACBETH. Thy letters have transported me beyond This ignorant present, and I feel now The... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - 432 psl.
...passage to remorse ; That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose; nor keep pace between The effect, and it ! Come to my woman's breasts,...through the blanket of the dark, To cry, « Hold, hold ! " Enter MACBETH. Groat Glamis ! worthy Cawdor! Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter ! Thy... | |
 | Henry Headley - 1810 - 246 psl.
...the blanket suggested to Shakspeare that noble image in Macbeth, where the murderer invokes night: Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke...through the blanket of the dark, To cry, 'Hold! hold'!" In Bishop Hurd our author has found a formidable accuser, I transcribe the following very sensible... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1813 - 364 psl.
...And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full Of direst cruelty ! make thick my blood, Stop up th' access and passage to remorse ; That no compunctious...hell! That my keen knife see not the wound it makes ; 1 Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark. To cry, Hold, hold! Great Glamis! worthy Cawdor... | |
 | Andrew Becket - 1815 - 748 psl.
...construction, I say, is bad ; but \ve must uot always look for the syntactical in Shakapeare. B. Lady Mac. Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke...through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, hold! Come thick night, &c.] A similar invocation is found in A Warning for Jnire IVmnen, 1599, a tragedy... | |
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The effect, and it ! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you... 
