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" The effect and it! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see... "
Characters of Shakespeare's Plays - 41 ÆäÀÌÁö
ÀúÀÚ: William Hazlitt - 1818 - 352 ÆäÀÌÁö
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Romeo and Juliet ; Timon of Athens ; Julius Caesar ; Macbeth ; Hamlet ; King ...

William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe - 1709 - 602 ÆäÀÌÁö
...Nature's Mifchief. Come, thick Night, And pall thee in the dunneft Smoak of Hell, That my keen Knife fee not the wound it makes, Nor Heav'n peep through the Blanket of the dark, To cry, hold, hold. Enter Macbeth. Greater than both, r by the all hail hereafter, Thy Letters hive" tranfported me beyond...
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The Works of Shakespeare in Seven Volumes, 5±Ç

William Shakespeare - 1733 - 492 ÆäÀÌÁö
...nature's mifchief. — Come, thick night ! And pall theein thedunneft fmoakof hell, That my keen knife fee not the wound it makes ; Nor heav'n peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, hold, hold !— — Enter Macbeth. Great Glamis ! worthy Cazvdor ! [Embracing him. Greater than both, by the all-hail...
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The Works of Shakespear: In Six Volumes, 5±Ç

William Shakespeare - 1745 - 548 ÆäÀÌÁö
...nature's mifchief. Come, thick night! And pall thee in the dunneft fmoak of hell, That my keen knife fee not the wound it makes. Nor heav'n peep through the blanket of the dark To cry, Hold! bold! Enter Macbeth. Great Glamis! worthy Cawdor! [Embracing bint, Greater than both, by the all-hail...
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The works of Shakespear [ed. by sir T.Hanmer].

William Shakespeare - 1750 - 336 ÆäÀÌÁö
...nature's mifehief. Come, thick night ! And pall thee in the dunneft fmoak of hell, That my keen knife fee not the wound it makes, Nor heav'n peep through the blanket of the dark• To cry, HoU, bold! Enter Macbeth. Great Glamis ! worthy Co-aider ! [Emkracfag b;m, Greater than both, by the...
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The Rambler [by S. Johnson and others]., 7±Ç

1752 - 204 ÆäÀÌÁö
...a murderer. -Come, thick night ! And pall thee in the dunneft fmoke of hell, That my keen knife fee not the wound it makes ; Nor Heav'n peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, hold! In this paflage is exerted all the force of poetry ; that force which calls new powers into being,...
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The Works of Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes : Collated with the Oldest ..., 6±Ç

William Shakespeare - 1762 - 478 ÆäÀÌÁö
...nature's mifchief. Come, thick night ! And pall thee in the dunneft fmoke of hell, That my keen knife fee not the wound it makes ; Nor heav'n peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, hold, hold ! Enter Macbeth. Great Glamis ! worthy Caxvdor ! [Embraring bint. Greater than both, by the all-hail...
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The Plays of William Shakespeare in Eight Volumes: With the Corrections ..., 6±Ç

William Shakespeare - 1765 - 652 ÆäÀÌÁö
...committed by wickednefs, And * And pall thee in the dulleft fmoak»of hell, That my keen knife fee not the wound it makes; Nor heav'n peep through the blanket of the dark, 9 To cry bold, hold! Enter Macbeth. Great Glamis! worthy Cawdor ! [Embracing him t Greater than both,...
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The Works of Shakespear: King Lear. Timon of Athens. Titus Andronicus. Macbeth

William Shakespeare - 1768 - 360 ÆäÀÌÁö
...nature's mifchief—Come, thick night! lAnd pall thee in the dunneft fmoke of hell, That my keen knife fee not the wound it makes ; Nor heav'n peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, hold, hold! Enter Macbeth. Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter! Thy letters have tranfported me beyond...
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The Works of Shakespeare: Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, 6±Ç

William Shakespeare - 1773 - 514 ÆäÀÌÁö
...mifchief. — Come, thick night I And pall-thee in the dunnelt fmoak of hell, That my keen knife fee not the wound it makes; Nor heav'n peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, hold, hold ! Enter Macbeth.. Great Glarnis ! worthy Cantidor ! [Embracing lint* Greater than both, by the all-hail...
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The Rambler

Samuel Johnson, John Hawkins - 1787 - 416 ÆäÀÌÁö
...mur-» derer. Come, thick night ! And pall thee in the dunneft fmoke of hell, That my keen knife fee not the wound it makes ; Nor heav'n peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, hold ! In this paffage is exerted all the force of poetry, that force which calls new powers into being,...
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