 She should have died hereafter ; There would have been a time for such a word. — To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time ; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The...  The Dramatic Works of W. Shakespeare - 333 psl.autoriai: William Shakespeare - 1849 - 925 psl.Visos knygos peržiūra - Apie šią knygą
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 412 psl.
...familiar to my slaught'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me. — Wherefore was that cry ? Sey. The queen, my lord, is dead. Macb. She should have died hereafter;...dusty death. Out, out, brief candle ! Life's but a walking shadow ; a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 558 psl.
...thoughts, Cannot once start me. — Wherefore was that cry? Sey. The queen, my lord, is dead. Mac. She should have died hereafter; There would have been...dusty death. Out, out, brief candle ! Life's but a walking shadow; a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 454 psl.
...hereafter ; 8 • arbitrate:] ie determine. 9 fell of hair—] My hairy part, my capillitium. Fell is skin. There would have been a time for such a word. —...dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow ; a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 442 psl.
...— — arbitrate:] ie determine. 0 fell of hair — ] My hairy part, my capillitium. Fell is tkia. There would have been a time for such a word. —...dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow; a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 432 psl.
...slaught'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me. — Wherefore was that cry ? Sey. The queen, my lard, is dead. Macb. She should have died hereafter ; There...dusty death. Out, out, brief candle ! Life's but a walking shadow ; a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage. And then is heard no... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 346 psl.
...familiar to my slaught'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me. — Wherefore was that cry ? Sey. The queen, my lord, is dead. Macb. She should have died hereafter...dusty death. Out, out, brief candle ! Life's but a walking shadow ; a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 454 psl.
...slaught'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me. Enter SEYTON. Wherefore was that cry ? Sey. The queen, my lord, is dead. Macb. She should have died hereafter...dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow ; a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - 432 psl.
...slaught'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me. Enter SEYTON. Wherefore was that cry ? Sey. The queen, my lord, is dead. Macb. She should have died hereafter...dusty death. Out, out, brief candle ! Life's but a walking shadow ; a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 544 psl.
...; * arbitrate .•] ie determine. 9 fell of hair — J My hairy part, my capilliiium. Fell is skin. There would have been a time for such a word. —...dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow ; a poor player, That etruts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1813 - 364 psl.
...familiar to my slaught'rous thoughts. Cannot once start me. — Wherefore was that cry? Sey. The queen, my lord, is dead. Macb. She should have died hereafter...dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow; a poor player. That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no... | |
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