 | William Shakespeare - 1709 - 598 psl.
...appalls me? What Hinds are here? Hahl they pluck out mine Eyes. Will all great Neptune's Ocean warn this Blood Clean from my Hand? No, this my Hand will rather The multitudinous Sea incarnadine, Making the green one red. • Enter Lady. Lady. Mv Hands are of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1733 - 492 psl.
...me ? (15) What hands are here ? hah ! they pluck out mine eyes. Will all great Neptune's, ocean wafh this blood Clean from my hand ? no, this my hand will rather Thy multitudinous fea incarnadine, Making the green one red— <— " i Enter Lady. Lady. My hands... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1745 - 548 psl.
...ravell'd fleeve of care, The death of &c. 6 thought, can from my hand? no, this my hand will rather* ake the green ocean red — • Enter Lady Macbeth. Lady. My hands are of your colour ; but I fhame *o wear a heart fo white. I hear a knocking [Knock. Lt the ibuth entry. Retire we to our chamber... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1750 - 336 psl.
...every noife appalls me ? What hands are here ? hah ! they plucb out mine eyes. Will all great Nepeune's ocean wafli this blood Clean from my hand ? no, this...• •'. Lady. My hands are of your colour ; but I flianie To wear a heart fo white. I hear a knocking [Knocb. At the fouth entry. Retire we to our chamber... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1752 - 510 psl.
...appals me ? What hands are here ? hah ! they pluck out mine eyes. Will all great Neptune's ocean warn this blood Clean from my hand ? no, this my hand will rather Thy multitudinous fea incarnardine, Making the green one red Enter Lady. Lae'j. My hands are of your... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1765 - 652 psl.
...appals me ? What hands are here ? hah ! they pluck out mine eyes'. Will all great Neptune's ocean wafh this blood Clean from my hand ? no, this my hand will rather Thy multitudinous fea incarnardine, Making the green, One red Macb. Whence is that knocking ! [Starting.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1767 - 510 psl.
...appals me? (15) What hands are here? hah! they pluck out mine eyes. Will all great Neptune's ocean wafh this blood Clean from my hand ? no, this my hand will rather Thy multitudinous fea incarnadine, , Making the green one red Enter Lady. LaJy. My lunds are of your... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1768 - 360 psl.
...noife appals me? What hands are here? hah ! they pluck out mine Will all great Neptune's ocean wafh this blood Clean from my hand ? no, this my hand will rather Thy multitudinous fea incarnardine, Making the green one red -- eyes. Enter Lady. Lady. My hands are... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1770 - 956 psl.
...appals me ? What hands are here ! hah ! they pluck out mine eyes. Will all great Neptune's ocean wafh this blood Clean from my hand ? no, this my hand will rather •> The multitudinous fea ' incarnadine, • Making the green one red. Enter Lady. Lady. My hands... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 558 psl.
...appals me ? What hands are here ? ha! they pluck out mine eyes ! Will all great Neptune's ocean wafh this blood Clean from my hand ? no; this my hand will rather The multitudinous feas 9 incarnardine, * * -gild tbr faeis eftkc groomi luitbal, For it Btu/ljitm their... | |
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What hands are here? ha! they pluck out mine eyes! Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood Clean from my hand? No; this my hand will rather The multitudinous seas incarnadine, Making the green one red. 
