 | Agnes Heller - 2002 - 390 halaman
.... / That no compunctious visitings of nature / Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between / Th' effect and it. Come to my woman's breasts, and take...sightless substances / You wait on nature's mischief" (Macbeth 1.5.39— 49). We do not know what kind of woman Lady Macbeth was before receiving Macbeth... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Dinah Jurksaitis - 2003 - 156 halaman
...remorse, That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between 45 The effect and it. Come to my woman's breasts, And...on nature's mischief. Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, 50 That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Nor heaven peep... | |
 | J. Philip Newell - 2003 - 148 halaman
...the toe top-full Of direst cruelty. Make thick my blood; Stop up the access and passage to remorse, That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my...my woman's breasts And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers, Wherever, in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief. Come, thick... | |
 | Stuart E. Omans, Maurice J. O'Sullivan - 2003 - 270 halaman
...remorse, That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between Th' effect and it. Come to my woman's breasts, And take...sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief. By separating each line or sentence into the individual idea units they contain, your students will... | |
 | Linden Lewis - 2003 - 337 halaman
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 | Frank Barrie - 2003 - 136 halaman
...visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between Th 'effect and it. Come to my woman 's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murd'ring...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... | |
 | 2004 - 572 halaman
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Stop up the access and passage to remorse ; > That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between The effect, and it ! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your... 
