 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 our peace, have sent to peace, Than on the torture of the mind to lie In restless ecstasy. Duncan is...  The World's Best Poetry ... - Pagina 51geredigeerd door - 1904Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
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 | William Shakespeare - 1784 - 116 pagina’s
...gain our place, have sent to peace*, Than on the torture of the mind to lie *In restless ecstacy. — Duncan is in his grave; After life's fitful fever,...Treason has done his worst : nor steel, nor poison, i8a Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing, Can touch him further ! Lady. Come on ; gentle my lord,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 480 pagina’s
...gain our place, have sent to peace, Than on the torture of the mind to lie In restless ecstacy. — Duncan is in his grave ; After life's fitful fever,...domestic, foreign levy, nothing, Can touch him further ! Lady. Come on; gentle my lord, Sleek o'er your rugged looks ; be bright and jovial Among your guests... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 558 pagina’s
...to gain our place, have sent to peace, Than on the torture of the mind to lie In restless ecstacy. Duncan is in his grave; After life's fitful fever,...has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison, Malice domestick, foreign levy, nothing, Can touch him further! Gentle my lord, sleek o'er your rugged looks;... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 412 pagina’s
...to gain our place, have sent to peace, Than on the torture of the mind to lie In restless ecstacy.4 Duncan is in his grave ; After life's fitful fever,...has done his worst : nor steel, nor poison, Malice domestick, foreign levy, nothing, Can touch him further ! Lady M. Come on ; Gentle my lord, sleek o'er... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 454 pagina’s
...to gain our place, have sent to peace. Than on the torture of the mind to lie In restless ecstacy.2 Duncan is in his grave; After life's fitful fever,...has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison, Malice domestick, foreign levy, nothing, Can touch him further ! Lady M. Come on ; Gentle my lord, sleek o'er... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 442 pagina’s
...to gain our place, have sent to peace, Than on the torture of the mind to lie In restless ecstacy.2 Duncan is in his grave; After life's fitful fever,...has done his worst : nor steel, nor poison, Malice domestick, foreign levy, nothing, Can touch him further ! Lady M. Come on ; Gentle my lord, sleek o'er... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 434 pagina’s
...to gain our place, have sent to peace,5 Than on the torture of the mind to lie In restless ecstasy,6 Duncan is in his grave ; After life's fitful fever,...domestic.!;, foreign levy, nothing, Can touch him further! Lady M, Come on ; Gentle my lord, sleek o'er your rugged looks ; Be hright and jovial 'mong your guests... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 428 pagina’s
...gain our place, have sent to peace,* Than on the torture of the mind to lie In restless ecstasy. 6 Duncan is in his grave; After life's fitful fever,...has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison, Malice domestick, foreign levy, nothing, Can touch him further! Lady M. Come on; Gentle my lord, sleek o'er... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 432 pagina’s
...to gain our place, have sent to peace, Than on the torture of the mind to lie In restless ecstacy. Duncan is in his grave ; After life's fitful fever,...has done his worst : nor steel, nor poison, Malice domestick, foreign levy, nothing, Can touch him further ! /.."/.v M. Come on ; Gentle my lord, sleek... | |
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