 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 1008 psl.
...fatal entrance of Duncan Under my battlemenls. Come, come, you spirits That tend on mortal 6 thoughts, wandering with the antipodes,— Shall see us rising...Not all the water in the rough rude sea Can wash tnurd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wail on nalurc's mischief: Come, Ihick... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 594 psl.
...the toe, topfull Of direst cruelty ! make thick my blood, Stop up the aecess and passage to remorse ; That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my...my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances Youwaitonnature'smischief! Come, thick night,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 406 psl.
...toe, top-full Of direst cruelty ! make thick my blood, Stop up the access and passage to remorse ; That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my...my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murthering ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1847 - 506 psl.
...fatal entrance of Duncan Under my battlements. Come, come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts °, unsex me here ; And fill me, from the crown to the...nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall thee ' in the dunnest smoke of hell .' That my keen knife * see not the wound it makes ; 5 The raven himself... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1848 - 498 psl.
...toe, top-full Of direst cruelty ! make thick my blood, Stop up the access and passage to remorse ;' That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my...sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief I Come, thick night, And pall* thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife' see not the... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1848 - 456 psl.
...toe, top-full Of direst cruelty ! make thick my blood, Stop up the access and passage to remorse ; That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my...my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murthering ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief! 2 Come,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1850 - 606 psl.
...compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between The effect, and it. 2 Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall,...on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall 3 thee in the dunnest smoke of hell! That my keen knife see not the wound it makes; Nor heaven peep... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 744 psl.
...the toe, top-full Of direst cruelty ! Make thick my blood, Stop up the access and passage to remorse; That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my...nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife see not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep through... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 408 psl.
...toe, top-full Of direst cruelty ! make thick my blood, Stop up the access and passage to remorse;f That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my...wait on Nature's mischief! Come, thick night: And pallj thee in the dunnest smoke of hell! That my keen knife§ see not the wound it makes; Nor heaven... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 462 psl.
...Stop up the access and passage to remorse ; That no compunctious visitings of Nature Shake my full purpose, nor keep peace between The effect, and it...Nature's mischief ! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife see not the wound it makes : Nor heaven peep through... | |
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Stop up the access and passage to remorse ; > That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between The effect, and it ! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your... 
