The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of Mr. Steeven's Last Edition, with a Selection of the Most Important Notes, 7 tomas
G. Fleischer the younger, 1806
Kiti leidimai - Peržiūrėti viską
The Plays of William Shakspeare Accurately Printed from the Text ..., 7 tomas
Visos knygos peržiūra - 1797
Aege Aegeon allusion ancient Antipholus Banquo beetle believe blood Boethius called castle chain crown death deed Doct doth Dromio Duke Duncan Dunsinane emendation Enter MACBETH Ephesus Exeunt Exit expression fear Fleance give Glamis hail hair hand hast hath heaven Hecate hell Holinshed honour husband JOHNSON King King of Scotland knock Lady Macbeth LENOX Lord Macb Macd Macduff Mach Malcolm MALONE MASON Masque of Queens master means Menaechmi mind mistress murder nature night o'the observed old copy passage perfect spy perhaps play pray present prophecy RITSON Rosse SCENE Scotland seems sense Shak Shakspeare Shakspeare's signifies Siward sleep speak speech spirits STEEVENS strange supposed Syracuse tell Thane of Cawdor thee Theobald There's things thou art thought TOLLET unto villain WARBURTON weird sisters wife Witch word
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