Transactions of the Royal Society of Literature of the United Kingdom, 第 2 巻J. Murray, 1834 |
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270 ページ - If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, Against the use of nature ?— My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical, Shakes so my single state of man, that function Is smothered in surmise.
277 ページ - fallen into the sear, the yellow leaf: And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud, but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, but dare not.
275 ページ - place, have sent to peace, Than on the torture of the mind to lie In restless ecstasy. Duncan is in his grave; After life's fitful fever, he sleeps well; Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison, Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing Can touch him further !
277 ページ - thou not minister to a mind diseased; Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow; Raze out the written troubles of the brain ; And, with some sweet oblivious antidote, Cleanse the foul bosom of that perilous stuff Which weighs upon the heart ?
270 ページ - Macbeth. This supernatural soliciting Cannot be ill; cannot be good : —if ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth ?— If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, Against the use of nature
278 ページ - senses would have cooled To hear a night-shriek ; and my fell of hair Would at a dismal treatise rouse, and stir As life were in't: I have supped full with horrors; Direness, familiar to my slaught'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me.—Wherefore was that cry ? " " The queen, my lord, is dead.
274 ページ - If it be so, For Banquo's issue have I filed my mind; For them the gracious Duncan have I murdered ; Put rancours in the vessel of my peace Only for them ; and mine eternal jewel Given to the common enemy of man, To make them kings, the seed of Banquo kings!
273 ページ - What hands are here ? Ha ! they pluck out mine eyes! Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood Clean from my hand ? No ; this my hand will rather The multitudinous seas incarnadine, Making the green—one red.
272 ページ - Thou sure and firm-set earth, Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear The very stones prate of my where-about, And take the present horror from the time, Which now suits with it.
275 ページ - Let the frame of things disjoint, both the worlds suffer, Ere we will eat our meal in fear, and sleep In the affliction of these terrible dreams, That shake us nightly : better be with the dead, Whom we, to gain