 | William Enfield - 1785 - 460 páginas
...CHAP. XXII. MACBETH 's SOLILO Q_U Y. TS this a dagger which I fee before me, •^ The handle tow'rd my hand ? come, let me clutch thee.— I have thee not, and yet I fee thee fiill. Art thou not, fatal vifion, fenfible To feeling, as to fight ? or art thou but A dagger... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 480 páginas
...thy mistress, when my drink is ready, She strike upon the bell. Get thee to bed. [Exit Str. Is this a dagger, which I see before me, The handle toward...as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind ; a/;ilse creation, . - • Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain! I see thee yet, in form as palpable... | |
 | Daniel Bellamy - 1789 - 512 páginas
...and make him dart at images that jhave no reality. a dagger which I fee before me, The handle tow'rd my hand ? — Come, let me clutch thee.— I have thee not, and yet I fee thee {till. Art thou not, fatal vifion, fenfible To feeling, as to fight ? Or art thou but A dagger... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1790 - 586 páginas
...drink is ready', She Itrike upon the bell. Get thee to bed. [Exit Scrv, Is this a dagger, which I fee before me, The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch* thee : — I have thee not ; and yet I fee thee ftill. Art thou not, fatal vifion, fenfible To feeling, as to fight ? or art thou but A dagger... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1790 - 598 páginas
...thou but A dagger of the mind : a falfe creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppreffcd brain ? I fee force muft move.— My grac 30 35 40 45 55 Thou marfhal'fl me the way that I was going ; And fuch an infiniment I was to ufe. Mine... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1793 - 646 páginas
...drink is ready/ She ftrike upon the bell. Get thee to bed. [Exit Servant. Is this a dagger, which I fee before me, The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch * thee : I have thee not ; and yet I fee thee (till. Art thou not, fatal vifion, fenfible To feeling, as to fight ? or art thou but A dagger... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1797 - 612 páginas
...is ready,7 She ftrike upon the bell. Get thee to bed. [Exit Servant. Is this a dagger, which I fee before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch * thee : — I have life ef Duncan was uncertain, to afford Banquo ths moft dark or diftant hint of his criminal defigns... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1797 - 592 páginas
...thou but A dagger of the mind ; a falfe creation, Proceeding from the heat-opprefled brain ? I fee thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marfhal'ft me the way that I was going 5 And fuch an inftrument I was to ufe. Mine eyes are made the... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1798 - 442 páginas
...mydrinkis ready, Sheftrikeupon the Hell. Get thee to bed. [ExieServ. Is this a dagger, which I fee before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come^ let me clutch thee : I have thee not ; and yet I fee thee ftill. Art thou not, fatal vifion, fenfible To feeling, as to fight ? or art thou but A dagger... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1800 - 322 páginas
...drink is ready, She ftrike upon the bell. Get thee to bed. [Exit Servant. Is this a dagger, which I fee before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee : I have thee not ; and yet I fee thee ftill. Art thou not, fatal vifion, fenfible To feeling, as to fight ? or art thou but A dagger... | |
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Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation,... 
