 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 the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, hold ! Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor ! Enter MACBETH.  Hamlet, Prince of Denmark A Tragedy - 34 psl.autoriai: William Shakespeare - 1770 - 207 psl.Visos knygos peržiūra - Apie šią knygą
 | Henry Headley - 1810 - 246 psl.
...invokes night: 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 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 - 1811 - 544 psl.
...mischief! Come, thick night, And pall thee 8 in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife9 see not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, hold! Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor ! ' to the messenger and the raven) had deprived the one of speech, and... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1810 - 434 psl.
...done to nature, violation of nature's or" der committed by wickedness. JOHNS. That my keen knife9 see not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry. Hold, hold ! « Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor !» Enter MACBETH. Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter !... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1813 - 476 psl.
...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 the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, Hold! Great Glamis! worthy Cawdor! Enter MACRETH. Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter! Thy letters... | |
 | Andrew Becket - 1815 - 748 psl.
...B. Lady Mac. 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 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1872 - 480 psl.
...Macheth's " 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 the blanket of the dark, To cry Hold, hold I" Here " blanket of the dark " runs to so high a pitch, that divers critics, Coleridge among them,... | |
 | 1834 - 918 psl.
...with kisses. " Come, thick night ! And pall thee in the dunnest arauke of hell! That my keen knife see not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, hold! hold! Great Glamls ! worthy Cawdor ! Enter Macbdh. Greater than both, by the all-hail HEREThy letter» have... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1819 - 560 psl.
...nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dünnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife see not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, hold! Great Glamis! worthy Cawdor ! Enter MACBETH. Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter ! Thy... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 528 psl.
...certainly prior to Macbeth : And pall thee 2 in the durinest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife 3 see not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark 4, " O sable night, sit on the eye of heaven, ' That it discern not this black deed of darkness ! '... | |
 | 1822 - 370 psl.
...murderer : -Come, thick night 1 And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of bell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, ' To cry, Hold ! hold ! In this passage is exerted all the force of poetry, that force which calls new powers into being,... | |
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