 Tis now the very witching time of night, When churchyards yawn, and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world : now could I drink hot blood, And do such bitter business as the day Would quake to look on.  The Writings of Douglas Jerrold - Sida 247efter Douglas Jerrold - 1851Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - Om den här boken
 | William Shakespeare - 1745 - 574 sidor
...friends. , [Exeunt. 'Tis now the very witching time of night, When church-yards yawn, and hell it felf breathes out Contagion to this world. Now could I drink hot blood, And do fuch bitter bufinefs as the day Would quake to look on. Soft, now to my mother — — Oh heart,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1765 - 540 sidor
...friends. [Exeunt. 'Tis now the very witching time of night, When church-yards yawn, and hell itfelf breathes out Contagion to this world. Now could I drink hot blood, ' ZL'ijfcol ite to the tap if my t! e fool, till , I can endure to do tin'.] T hi.y compel nit 10 play... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1767 - 484 sidor
...Pol. I will fay fo. 'Tis now the very witching time of night, When church-yards yawn, and hell itfelf breathes out Contagion to this world. Now could I drink hot blood, And do fuch bitter bufinefs as the day Would quake to look on. Soft, now to my mother— 0 heart, lofe... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1770 - 956 sidor
...friends. 'Tis now the very witching time of night, [Exeunt. When church-yards yawn, and hell itfelf ' breathes out Contagion to this world. Now could I drink hot blood, •» And do fuch bufinefs as the day Would quake to look on. Soft, now to my mother— 0 heart, lofe... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 476 sidor
...friends. [Exeunt-. Tis now the very witching time of night, When church-yards yawn, and hell itfelf breathes out Contagion to this world. Now could I drink hot blood; And do fuch bitter bufinefs as the day Would quake to look. on. Soft, now to-my mother— 0 heart,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 630 sidor
...Leave me, friends. 'Tis now the very witching time of night, When church-yards yawn, and hell itfelf breathes out Contagion to this world. Now could I drink hot blood, 1 And do fuch bitter bufinefs as the day Would quake to look on. Soft j now to my mother 0 heart, lofe... | |
 | William Richardson - 1774 - 220 sidor
...of his affection, "Tis now the very witching time of night, When church-yards yawn, and hell itfelf breathes out Contagion 'to this world. Now could I drink hot blood, And do filth, bitter bufinefs as the day Would quake to look on. Soft ; now to my mother—* 0 heart,... | |
 | Andrew Becket - 1787 - 494 sidor
...4, S. 6. NIGH T. 'Tis now the very witching time of night ; When church-yards yawn, and hell itfelf breathes out Contagion to this world : now could I drink hot blood, And do fuch bufine'fs as the bitter day Would quake to look on. Hamlet , A. 3, S. ^. Now it is the... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 522 sidor
...will say 39. Ham. By and by is easily said. — Leave me, friends. [Exeunt Ros. GUIL. HOR. fi?c. 'Tis now the very witching time of night ; When church-yards...Contagion to this world : Now could I drink hot blood, And do such business as the bitter day Would quake to look on. Soft ; now to my mo.' O, heart, lose... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1793 - 682 sidor
...Ros. GUIL. HOR. &c. 'Tis now the very witching time of night; When churchyards yawn, and hell itfelf breathes out Contagion to this world : Now could I drink hot blood, And do fuch bufinefs as the bitter day 6 Would quake to look on. Soft ; now to my mother. — " Ham.... | |
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