 You wait on 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!  Poems - Strana 631autor/autoři: Mrs. Hemans - 1873 - 518 str.Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | 1762 - 414 str.
...thus exprefles himfelf: • " Come thick night " And veil thee, in die dunneft fpoke of hell, " Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, " To cry, hold, hold. That 2 That the words dunneft, and blanket, which are fo common in vulgar mouths, deftroy, in fome... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1770 - 956 str.
...night ! And pall thee in the dunneft fmoak of hell, That my keen knife fee not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, hold ! Enter Macbeth. Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor ! . r [Embracing him, Greater than both, by the all-hail... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1772 - 364 str.
...night! And pall thee iu the dunneft fmoke of hell, That iny keen knife fee not the wound it makes ; Nor Heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, hold, hold ! Enter MACBETH. Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor ! [Embracing him. Greater than both, by the all-hail... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1784 - 116 str.
...night*, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife 'see not the wound it makes ; Tor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark*, To cry, Hold, hold I— — Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor* ! Enter MACBETH. reeec than both, by the all -hail hereafter... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1790 - 694 str.
...Hamlet! — And ftood within the blank of his difpleafure for my free fpeech ! Othello, Blanket. Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark to cry, hold, hold !— Math — I'll tofs the rogue in a blanket . i Henry rv — my loins . . Lar tibfpbau. And does... | |
 | Samuel Ayscough - 1791 - 688 str.
...coimlel, my lord ihould to the heavens be contraty, oppofe againft their wills - - ItU. i 358 I 17 — Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, to cry, hold, hold Mucktti S Ч О Т II* — Thou feed, the heavens, as troubled with man's ail, threaten his bloody... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1791 - 702 str.
...your counfel, my lord mould to the heavens be contrary, oppofe againfl the! wills . - - Join — Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, to cry, hold, hold Macbeth — Thoa leeft, the heavens, as troubled with man's nit, threaten his bloody ftage IkU —... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1796 - 422 str.
...night, And pall thee in the dunneft fmoke of hell, That my keen knife fee not the wound it makes : Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold! Hold! ' Macbeth, AI&.I lUDGMENT. I fee men's judgments are A parcel of their fortunes ; and things outward... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1797 - 592 str.
...night, And pall thee in the dunneft fmoke of hell ! That my keen knife fee not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, hold! — Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor ! Enter MACBETH. Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter ! Thy... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1798 - 442 str.
...night, And pall thee in the dunneft fmoke of hell ! That my keen knife fee not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, hold ! Great Glami? ! worthy Cawdor ! Enter MACBETH. Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter ! Thy... | |
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