 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 412 pagina’s
...slaught'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me. — Wherefore was that cry ? Sey. The queen, my lord, 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 - 1803 - 558 pagina’s
...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 - 442 pagina’s
...— — 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 - 454 pagina’s
...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 - 1807 - 346 pagina’s
...slaught'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me. — Wherefore was that cry ? Sey. The queen, my lord, 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... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 454 pagina’s
...slaught'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me. Enter SEYTON. Wherefore was that cry ? Sey. The queen, my lord, 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 - 1808 - 432 pagina’s
...slaught'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me. Enter SEYTON. Wherefore was that cry ? Sey. The queen, my lord, 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 - 1810 - 440 pagina’s
...slaiight'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me. — Wherefore was that cry i Sey. The queen, my lord, is dead. Macb. She should have died hereafter ; There...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 - 544 pagina’s
...; * 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1813 - 476 pagina’s
...my slaught'rons thoughts, Cannot once start me.— Wherefore was that cry? Set/. The queen, my lord, 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... | |
| |
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... 
