 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...  Studies from the English Poets - Стр. 185авторы: George Frederick Graham - 1852 - Страниц: 519Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - Страниц: 412
...and stir As life were in't : I have supp'd full with horrors ; Direness, familiar to my slaught'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me. — Wherefore was...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 - 1803 - Страниц: 558
...thoughts, Cannot once start me. — Wherefore was that cry? Sey. The queen, my lord, is dead. Mac. She should have died hereafter; There would have been...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 - 1805 - Страниц: 442
...— — arbitrate:] ie determine. 0 fell of hair — ] My hairy part, my capillitium. Fell is tkia. There would have been a time for such a word. —...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 - 1805 - Страниц: 454
...hereafter ; 8 • arbitrate:] ie determine. 9 fell of hair—] My hairy part, my capillitium. Fell is skin. There would have been a time for such a word. —...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 - 1806 - Страниц: 432
...slaught'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me. — Wherefore was that cry ? Sey. The queen, my lard, 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 - 1807 - Страниц: 346
...and stir As life were in't : I have supp'd full with horrors ; Direness, familiar to my slaught'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me. — Wherefore was...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... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - Страниц: 454
...with horrors ; Direness, familiar to my slaught'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me. Enter SEYTON. Wherefore was that cry ? Sey. The queen, my lord,...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 - 1808 - Страниц: 432
...with horrors ; Direness, familiar to my slaught'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me. Enter SEYTON. Wherefore was that cry ? Sey. The queen, my lord,...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 - 1810 - Страниц: 440
...Direness, familiar to my slaiight'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me. — Wherefore was that cry i Sey. The queen, my lord, is dead. Macb. She should...Tomorrow, 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - Страниц: 544
...; * arbitrate .•] ie determine. 9 fell of hair — J My hairy part, my capilliiium. Fell is skin. There would have been a time for such a word. —...dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow ; a poor player, That etruts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no... | |
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