 | 1906 - 570 sidor
...hoar before this chance, I had lived a blessed time; for, from this instant, There's nothing serióos in mortality: All is but toys; renown and grace is...drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of. Und in diesem Tone weiter die folgenden Reden. Aber so sehr an eine derartige Sprache des Aufidius... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1864 - 1056 sidor
...house ! Ban. Too cruel, any where. Dear Duff, I pr'ythee contradict thyself, And say, it is not so. Re-enter Macbeth and Lenox. Macb. Had I but died an...had liv'da blessed time ; for, from this instant, There 's nothing serious in mortality : All is but toys ; reuowu, and grace is dead : The wine of life... | |
 | Belgravia - 1866 - 616 sidor
...his wail for the slaughtered King branches off into a poetic lament upon life's vanished glory : ' There's nothing serious in mortality : All is but...and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of.' So again, after he has planned the assassination of Banquo and Fleance, comes that exquisite description... | |
 | Hippolyte Taine - 1866 - 540 sidor
...chance, I had liv'da blessed time ; for, from this instant, There's nothing serions in mortality ': Ail is but toys : renown and grace, is dead; - The wine...drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of. à manger notre pain dans la crainte, — et à dormir dans le supplice de Ces terribles rêves —... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1867 - 1022 sidor
...I but died an hour before this chance, 1 had liv'da blessed time ; for, from this instaut, There 's this trice of time Commit a thing so monstrous, to...dismantle So many folds of favour ! Sure, her offence Eater MALCOLM and DONALBADÍ. Don. What is amiss ? Macb. You are, and do not know 't, The spring, the... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1869 - 140 sidor
...but died an hour before this chance, I had lived a blessed time ; for, from this instant, There 's nothing serious in mortality : All is but toys: renown...life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault 2 to brag of. upon Lear and the dead Cordelia, says, ' Is this the promised end f' and Edgar continues,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1870 - 306 sidor
...Donalbain! As from your graves rise up, and walk like sprites, To countenance this horror!—Ring the bell. Re-enter MACBETH and LENOX. Macb. Had I but died an...this instant, There's nothing serious in mortality. Enter MALCOLM and DONALBAIN. Don. What is amiss ? Macb. You are, and do not know't: The spring, the... | |
 | Hippolyte Adolphe Taine - 1871 - 556 sidor
...maniacs worn out by their fits of rage: ' Had I but died an hour before this chance, 1 had lived a blessed time ; for, from this instant There's nothing...drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of. ' 5 When rest has restored some force to the human machine, the fixed idea shakes him again, and drives... | |
 | Hippolyte Taine - 1871 - 554 sidor
...maniacs worn out by their fits of rage: ' Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had lived a blessed time ; for, from this instant There's nothing...drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of.'8 When rest has restored some force to the human machine, the fixed idea shakes him again, and... | |
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Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had liv'da blessed time; for, from this instant, There's nothing serious in mortality: All is but toys : renown, and grace, is dead; The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of. 
