 | William Shakespeare - 1813 - 364 str.
...my slaught'rous thoughts. Cannot once start me. — Wherefore was that cry? Sey. The queen, my lord, is dead. Macb. She should have died hereafter ; There...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 - 1817 - 360 str.
...slaught'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me. — Wherefore was that cry ? Sey. The queen, my lord, is Head. Macb. She should have died hereafter ; There would...To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time ;5 And all our yesterdays have... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1818 - 362 str.
...Cannot once start me. — Wherefore was that cry ? .' Skin. VOL. IV. I The queen, my lord, is dead. acb. 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 - 1819 - 560 str.
...thoughts, Cannot once start me. — Wherefore was that cry r Sey. The queen, mv lord, is dead. Mach. 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 - 1821 - 516 str.
...my slaught'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me.— Wherefore was that cry 1 Sey. The queen, my lord, is dead. Macb. She should have died hereafter ; There...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 - 1823 - 504 str.
...slaught'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me. — Wherefore was that cry ? Sey. The queen, my lord, is dead. Macb. She should have died hereafter; There...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 - 1823 - 380 str.
...slaught'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me. — Wherefore was that cry ? Sey. The queen, my lord, is dead. M'acb. She should have died hereafter ; There...To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time ;8 And all our yesterdays have... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1824 - 486 str.
...slaught'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me. Enter SEYTOJT. Wherefore was that cry ? Sey. The queen, my lord, is dead. Macb. She should have died hereafter; There...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 - 1824 - 344 str.
...that cry ? Sey. The queen, my lord, is dead. Macb. She should have died hereafter ; There would hare been a time for such a word. — To-morrow, and to-morrow,...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 - 1824 - 370 str.
...slaught'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me. — Wherefore was that cry ? Sey. The queen, my lord, is dead. Macb. She should have died hereafter ; There...time for such a word. — To-morrow, and to-morrow, and<o-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, Tothelast syllable of recorded time, And all... | |
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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... 
