 This supernatural soliciting Cannot be ill ; cannot be good : — If ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth ? I am thane of Cawdor : If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, And make...  The Plays of William Shakspeare - Strana 322autor/autoři: William Shakespeare - 1826 - 960 str.Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | Harold Bloom - 1998 - 772 str.
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 | William Shakespeare - 1999 - 244 str.
...only once, does Richard talk to himself rather than about himself. Macbeth does it from the first: This supernatural soliciting Cannot be ill, cannot...Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair And make my seated heart knock at my ribs Against the use of nature? (1.3.130-7) Between the two plays, Shakespeare... | |
 | Martin Harries - 2000 - 236 str.
...chapter. Macbeth's aside on the prophecies of the witches is particularly symptomatic of this split: This supernatural soliciting Cannot be ill; cannot...Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, Against the use of nature? (I. iii. 130-37) For Macbeth, "supernatural... | |
 | Felicity Rosslyn - 2000 - 264 str.
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 | Geoffrey Hughes - 2000 - 452 str.
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 | Lawrence Danson - 2000 - 172 str.
...records his response: Two truths are told As happy prologues to the swelling act Of the imperial theme This supernatural soliciting Cannot be ill, cannot...Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair And make my seated heart knock at my ribs Against the use of nature? Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2000 - 148 str.
...As happy prologues to the swelling act Of the imperial theme. - I thank you, gentlemen. [Aside] 130 This supernatural soliciting Cannot be ill, cannot...that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair 136 And make my seated heart knock at my ribs 137 Against the use of nature? Present fears Are less... | |
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