 | William Shakespeare - 1850 - 606 Seiten
...full with horrors; Direness, familiar to my slaught'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me.—Wherefore was that cry ? Sey. The queen, my lord, is dead. Macb....To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; J And all our yesterdays have... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1850 - 590 Seiten
...full with horrors ; Direness, familiar to my slaught'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me.—Wherefore was that cry ? Sey. The queen, my lord, is dead. Macb....such a word. To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, To the last syllable of recorded time ; 1 Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, And all our yesterdays... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 462 Seiten
...vacation: for they sleep between term and term, and then they perceive not how time moves. AY iii. 2. She should have died hereafter ; There would have...dusty death. Out, out, brief candle ! Life's but a walking shadow ; a poor player, That struts and frets bis hour upon the stage, And then is heard no... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 656 Seiten
...thoughts, Cannot once start me. — Wherefore was that cry? SEY. The queen, my lord, is dead. MACR. She should have died hereafter; There would have been...To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty paee from day to day, To the last syllable of reeorded time ; And all our yesterdays have... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 544 Seiten
...taste of fears : The time has been, my senses would have cpol'd To hear a night-shriek; and my fellf of hair "Would at a dismal treatise rouse, and stir...To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time ; And all our yesterdays have... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 444 Seiten
...vacation : for they sleep between term and term, and then they perceive not how time moves. AY iii. 2. She should have died hereafter ; There would have...dusty death. Out, out, brief candle ! Life's but a walking shadow ; a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 746 Seiten
...and stir As life were in Ч : I have supped full with horrors; Direness, familiar to my slaughterous thoughts, Cannot once start me. — Wherefore was...To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time ; And all our yesterdays have... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1856 - 1000 Seiten
...queen, my lord, is dead. Macb. She should have died hereafter; There would have been a time lorsuch s Is in one mile : if they have measur'd many, The...have measur'd miles, And many miles; the princess walking shadow; a poor player, That struts and freis his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1856 - 406 Seiten
...Direness, familiar to my slaught'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me. — Wherefore was that cry ? Seg. The queen, my lord, is dead. Macb. She should have...To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow. Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And all out yesterdays have... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1857 - 710 Seiten
...treatise rouse, and stir As life were in't : I have supp'd full with Direness, familiar to my slaughterous thoughts, Cannot once start me. — Wherefore was...dusty death. Out, out, brief candle ! Life's but a walking shadow ; a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no... | |
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She should have died hereafter ; There would have been a time for such a word. To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time ; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way... 
