Shakespeare's MacbethAmerican Book Company, 1910 - 112 pages Part of the Ogline Family Papers. |
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Abbey of Scone Alarums ANGUS Apparition Attendants beth Birnam Wood blood CAITHNESS caldron castle crown daggers dare dead death deed died hereafter Doctor Drum and colors Duncan Dunsinane England Enter LADY MACBETH Enter MACBETH Enter MALCOLM evil Exeunt Exit eyes father fear Fife fight Fleance Forres gallowglasses Gentlewoman Ghost Give Glamis grace hail hand hath hear heart Heaven Hecate hither honor is't King of Scotland Knocking Lady Macduff Lennox lives look lord Malcolm and Donalbain Menteith Messenger mind nature night noble Note numbers old SIWARD Palace perfect spy play poison'd pray Reënter Ross royal Scone Second Murderer Second Witch Servant Seyton Shakespeare sleep soldier speak strange sword Thane of Cawdor thee There's thine things Third Murderer Third Witch thou art thought three Witches Thunder to-night tragedy traitor tyrant weird sisters What's wife woman Young Siward
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Page 62 - I pray you, speak not ; he grows worse and worse ; Question enrages him : at once, good night : — Stand not upon the order of your going, But go at once.
Page 27 - Hie thee hither, That I may pour my spirits in thine ear ; And chastise with the valour of my tongue All that impedes thee from the golden round, Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem To have thee crown'd withal.
Page 83 - Put on with holy prayers : and 'tis spoken, To the succeeding royalty he leaves The healing benediction. With this strange virtue, He hath a heavenly gift of prophecy ; And sundry blessings hang about his throne, That speak him full of grace.
Page 31 - But in these cases We still have judgment here; that we but teach Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return To plague the inventor: This even-handed justice Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice To our own lips.
Page 88 - The thane of Fife had a wife; where is she now? What, will these hands ne'er be clean? No more o' that, my lord, no more o' that: you mar all with this starting.
Page 34 - tis later, sir. Ban. Hold, take my sword. There's husbandry in heaven, Their candles are all out. Take thee that too. A heavy summons lies like lead upon me, And yet I would not sleep. Merciful powers, Restrain in me the cursed thoughts that nature Gives way to in repose!
Page 22 - tis strange ! And oftentimes, to win us to our harm, The instruments of darkness tell us truths ; Win us with honest trifles, to betray us In deepest consequence.
Page 24 - Implor'd your highness' pardon, and set forth A deep repentance. Nothing in his life Became him like the leaving it : he died As one that had been studied in his death, To throw away the dearest thing he ow'd, As 'twere a careless trifle.
Page 20 - Cawdor? the thane of Cawdor lives, A prosperous gentleman; and to be king Stands not within the prospect of belief, No more than to be Cawdor. Say from whence You owe this strange intelligence? or why Upon this blasted heath you stop our way With such prophetic greeting? Speak, I charge you. [Witches vanish. Ban. The earth hath bubbles, as the water has, And these are of them.
Page 22 - This supernatural soliciting Cannot be ill ; cannot be good : — If ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth ? I am thane of Cawdor : If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, Against the use of nature...