 You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry 'Hold, hold!  The North British Review - Page 481869Full view - About this book
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 534 pages
...Faire Women, 1599, a tragedy which was certainly prior to Macbeth : And pall thee 2 in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife :' see not the...; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark 4, " O sable night, sit on the eye of heaven, " That it discern not this black deed of darkness ! "... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 528 pages
...was certainly prior to Macbeth : And pall thee 2 in the durinest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife 3 see not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark 4, " O sable night, sit on the eye of heaven, ' That it discern not this black deed of darkness ! '... | |
 | William Bengo' Collyer - 1822 - 514 pages
...trembles " lest the very stones prate of his whereabout," and invokes the darkness, " that his keejv knife see not the wound it makes, nor heaven peep through the blanket* of the night." • V r* i ' • * Would it had been a curtain ! — It is to be lamented that UK learned commentators... | |
 | John S. Skinner, Editor - 1823 - 448 pages
...millions of our fellow subjects ; " And fall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, " Come thou thick night, " That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, " Nor...through the blanket of the dark, " To cry, Hold ! hold '" It is not for me, Sir, to insinuate that motives of this kind have animated the Legislature, and... | |
 | British essayists - 1823 - 810 pages
...his emotions into a wish natural to a murderer : — Come, thick night ! And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound...makes; Nor Heaven peep through the blanket of the darkv To cry, Hold! hold! In this passage is exerted all the force of poetry, that force which calls... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1823 - 438 pages
...pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes ; Nor heav'n peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold,...In this passage is exerted all the force of poetry, Jhat &ree which calls new ppwers .into being,.. ^yhjch ejjk-- bodies sentiment, and animates matter;... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 380 pages
...order coB.nitteJ by wickedness. JOHNSON. [SI ie wran thyself in a fall. WARBURTOM That my keen knife9 see not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, hold ." Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor !' Enter MACBETH. Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter ! Thy... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 448 pages
...it I Come to my woman's breasts, And pall2 thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife2 see not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, HM! — Great Glamis, worthy Cawdor! Enter Macbeth. Greater than both, hy the all-hail hereafter i... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 504 pages
...which at present has a familiar undignified meaning, was anciently used to express a sword or dagger. Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, hold! — Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor I i Enter MACBETH. Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter !... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 984 pages
...sightless substances I You wait on nature s mischief ! Come, thick night, And pall} thee in the dunnest we gather, You have tripp'd since. Pol. O my most sacred lady, [dark, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the To cry, Hold, Hold! Great 'Glamis ! worthy Cawdor... | |
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