 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 - Page 34by William Shakespeare - 1770 - 207 lehteFull view - About this book
 | Sue-Ellen Case - 1996 - 294 lehte
...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' (she loses control completely) I won't hold. Why should I hold? I'm tired of holding. Let all the other... | |
 | Arthur Graham - 1997 - 244 lehte
...And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, /?a//~enshroud dunnest— thickest That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry "Hold, Hold!" Macbeth enters. He tells her that Duncan is to leave their castle next day, and she assures Macbeth... | |
 | James Cunningham - 1997 - 252 lehte
...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!' (1.5.39-53) Belsey argues that although the figure of Lady Macbeth is indisputably present as a stage... | |
 | 1999 - 62 lehte
...battlements. 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!' (To MACBETH) Husband! (MACBETH moves to her.) LADY MACBETH. Bear welcome in your eye, Your hand, your... | |
 | Laurence Coupe - 2000 - 346 lehte
...natures 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!' (Iv41-55) Lady Macbeth's defiance of nature has its cause in something more than a depraved will to... | |
 | Laurence Coupe - 2000 - 346 lehte
...natures 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!' (Iv41-55) Lady Macbeth's defiance of nature has its cause in something more than a depraved will to... | |
 | Sergeĭ Sergeevich Averint︠s︡ev - 2000 - 228 lehte
...LADY MACBETH. Come, thicknight, And pall thee in ihe clnnnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, Tocry,//oW,/íoW.'[I,5.] MACBETH. Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been... | |
 | Nicola Grove, Keith Park - 2001 - 118 lehte
...wink at the hand Come, thick night And pal I 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'. Alternatively, you could create star images which can be used at other points in the play, perhaps... | |
 | Susannah York, William Shakespeare - 2001 - 124 lehte
...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!' Act I, Scene 5 Duncan, Banquo, Lady Macduff and her children have all been slaughtered in Macbeth's... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 2001 - 528 lehte
...height of the * " 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 !" Act i. sc. 5 But, after all, may not the ultimate allusion be to so humble an image aa that of an... | |
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