 The effect and it ! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murth'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief ! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife...  The British Essayists: Observer - 124 psl.1823Visos knygos peržiūra - Apie šią knygą
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 504 psl.
...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 sightless substances You...nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall thee 8 in the dunnest smoke of hell! That my keen knife 9 see not the wound it makes; 5 The raven himself... | |
 | Lionel Thomas Berguer - 1823 - 416 psl.
...between Th' effect and it. Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you i mirth'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief: come, thick nigbt, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell! Come, all you spirits, The part which Lady Macbeth... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 984 psl.
...milk for gall, you murdring ministers, 1 Wherever in your sightless substances I You wait on nature s lty ; the imposition clear'd, Hereditary ours.t Her. By this we gather, Y ! That my keen knife| see not the wound it makes; [dark, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the... | |
 | British essayists - 1823 - 820 psl.
...purpose of stabbing his king, he breaks out amidst his emotions into a wish natural to a murderer : — 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 darkv To... | |
 | James Ferguson - 1823 - 378 psl.
...purpose of stabbing his king, he breaks out amidst his emotions into a wish natural to a murderer : -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... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1824 - 486 psl.
...pace between The effect, and it! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murd'iing ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You...Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke cf hell ! That my keen knife see not the wound it makes ; Nor Heaven peep through the blanket of the... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 882 psl.
...between Ti-e effect and it ! Come to my woman's j>reasts, And take my milk for gall, you murd'ring is bonnet inGermany,and his behaviour every where....What think you of the Scottish lord, his neighbour? theein the duunest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife see not the wound, it makes, Nor heaven peep... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 344 psl.
...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 sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, xYnd pall* thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knifef see not the wound it makes; Nor... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 518 psl.
...Th' с ileu, ana it . Come to ni> woman's breasts, \nd lake my milk for gall, you murd'ring minisien. Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night. And pall8 thee in the dünnest smoke of hell ! That my keen Icnife^ see not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven... | |
 | British poets - 1824 - 676 psl.
...with his drowsy hums, Hath runs* night's yawning peal, there shall be done A deed ot dreadful note. 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,... | |
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