An essay on the character of Macbeth [in answer to an article in the Westminster review]., Volume 2271846 |
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... crown . Look to me , and be ashamed of your weakness . ' 992 Campbell , most happily we think , terms Mac- beth " weak and facile to wickedness . ' 97 Now the idea of a man ( the natural instincts of whose heart were benevolent , but ...
... crown . Look to me , and be ashamed of your weakness . ' 992 Campbell , most happily we think , terms Mac- beth " weak and facile to wickedness . ' 97 Now the idea of a man ( the natural instincts of whose heart were benevolent , but ...
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... a view of the character as we have spoken of ; and we say that proof is alto- gether dispensed with by the reviewer , when , after endeavouring to show that the scheme of usurping the Scottish Crown by the murder of Duncan originated 10.
... a view of the character as we have spoken of ; and we say that proof is alto- gether dispensed with by the reviewer , when , after endeavouring to show that the scheme of usurping the Scottish Crown by the murder of Duncan originated 10.
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... crown . With every motive to loyalty and to gratitude , yet his lust of power is so eager and so inordinate , as to overcome every opposing consideration of honour , prin- ciple , and feeling . To understand aright the true spirit and ...
... crown . With every motive to loyalty and to gratitude , yet his lust of power is so eager and so inordinate , as to overcome every opposing consideration of honour , prin- ciple , and feeling . To understand aright the true spirit and ...
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... crown ; and he also quotes Mac- beth's own observations while ruminating on the prophecy , " If chance will have me king , why chance may crown me , Without my stir . " 66 Why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix ...
... crown ; and he also quotes Mac- beth's own observations while ruminating on the prophecy , " If chance will have me king , why chance may crown me , Without my stir . " 66 Why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix ...
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... crown me , Without my stir ; ' so that , according to Macbeth's own admission , the words of the Weird Sisters on this occasion convey anything rather than an incitement to murder to the mind of a man who is not meditating it already ...
... crown me , Without my stir ; ' so that , according to Macbeth's own admission , the words of the Weird Sisters on this occasion convey anything rather than an incitement to murder to the mind of a man who is not meditating it already ...
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Page 28 - This supernatural soliciting Cannot be ill ; cannot be good : — If ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth ? I am thane of Cawdor : 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...
Page 2 - Yet do I fear thy nature; It is too full o' the milk of human kindness To catch the nearest way. Thou wouldst be great, Art not without ambition, but without The illness should attend it. What thou wouldst highly That wouldst thou holily; wouldst not play false, And yet wouldst wrongly win.
Page 57 - Look like the time ; bear welcome in your eye, Your hand, your tongue : look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under it. He that's coming Must be provided for : and you shall put This night's great business into my despatch : Which shall to all our nights and days to come Give solely sovereign sway and masterdom.
Page 98 - Let fall thy blade on vulnerable crests; I bear a charmed life , which must not yield To one of woman born.
Page 74 - They hailed him father to a line of kings : Upon my head they placed a fruitless crown, And put a barren sceptre in my gripe, Thence to be wrench'd with an unlineal hand, No son of mine succeeding.
Page 90 - I have almost forgot the taste of fears : The time has been, my senses would have cool'd 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 supp'd full with horrors; Direness, familiar to my slaughterous thoughts, Cannot once start me.
Page 62 - I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me: I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums, And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.
Page 17 - He's here in double trust; First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Strong both against the deed; then, as his host, Who should against his murderer shut the door, Not bear the knife myself.
Page 52 - Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off...
Page 43 - For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires: The eye wink at the hand; yet let that be Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.