 I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal ; For it must seem their guilt. [Exit. Knocking within. Macb. Whence is that knocking ? How is't with me, when every noise appals me ? What hands are here ? ha ! they pluck out mine eyes. Will all great Neptune's...  Works - Strana 22autor/autoři: William Shakespeare - 1874Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | William Shakespeare - 1870 - 674 str.
...'ll gild the faces of the grooms withal, For it must seem their guilt. [Exit. Knocking within. MACS. Whence is that knocking? How is 't with me, when every...multitudinous seas incarnadine, Making the green— one red. • Re-enter LADY MACRETH. LADY M. My hands are of your colour; but I shame To wear a heart... | |
 | Hubert Ashton Holden - 1870 - 524 str.
...the faces of the grooms withal; for it must seem their guilt. M. Whence is that knocking! how is Ч with me, when every noise appals me? what hands are...the multitudinous seas incarnadine, making the green one red. W. SHAKESPEARE 804 А. шуа£ ферютЕ, тт}8' àjav \vfiv «нкас cvyfvïç то... | |
 | Stanley Wells - 1995 - 424 str.
...admits to be a 'terrible feat' (1.7.79-80); contemplating his bloodstained hands, he cries in agony: Ha, they pluck out mine eyes. Will all great Neptune's...The multitudinous seas incarnadine, Making the green one red. (2.2.57-61) But his wife takes a more severely practical point of view: A little water clears... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1965 - 28 str.
...[SOUND: Knocking offstage.] MACBETH. Whence is that knocking? How is 't with me, when every noise appalls me? What hands are here? Ha! they pluck out mine eyes....the multitudinous seas incarnadine, making the green one red. LADY MACBETH. [Re-entering] My hands are of your color; but I shame to wear a heart so white.... | |
 | Paul Epstein, Richard Schechner - 1978 - 84 str.
...MAKBETH. What's that knocking? How is it with me when every noise appalls me? What hands are here? They pluck out mine eyes! Will all great Neptune's...the multitudinous seas incarnadine, making the green one red. LADY MAKBETH. My hands are of your color, but I shame to wear a heart so white. I hear a knocking... | |
 | Harald William Fawkner - 1990 - 276 str.
...think what [he has] done" (2.2.50). But is he? Why the elaborate savoring of the details of the deed? What hands are here? Ha! they pluck out mine eyes....The multitudinous seas incarnadine, Making the green one red. (2.2.58-62) Does a man who really fears the sight of his own murderous hands look at them... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Hugh Black-Hawkins - 1992 - 68 str.
...with me when every noise appals me? What hands are here? . . . (He is having illusions again) . . . Ha! . . . They pluck out mine eyes! Will all great...The multitudinous seas incarnadine Making the green one red. ( Lady Macbeth comes back) Lady Macbeth. My hands are of your colour, but I shame To wear... | |
 | Laura Christian Ford - 1994 - 316 str.
...Lady Macbeth he is afraid to think of what he has done: MACBETH: Whence is that knocking? How is't with me, when every noise appals me? What hands are...The multitudinous seas incarnadine, Making the green one red. (2.2.57-63) Lady Macbeth says that her hands are the same color, but that she would be ashamed... | |
 | Patrick J. Keane - 1994 - 452 str.
...doing so, however, is one that would be endorsed by Thomson, Southey, Coleridge, and Turner alike: What hands are here? Ha! they pluck out mine eyes....The multitudinous seas incarnadine, Making the green one red/'6 Painting in 1840, on the eve of London's hosting of the first International Anti-Slavery... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1995 - 136 str.
...minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast. Whence is that knocking? How is't with me when every noise appals me? What hands are...The multitudinous seas incarnadine, Making the green one red. She should have died hereafter: There would have been a time for such a word. To-morrow, and... | |
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