This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1808 Excerpt: ...and do not know it: The spring, the head, the fountain of your blood Is stopp'd; the very source of it is stopp'd. Macd. Your royal father's murder'd. Mai. Oh, by whom? hen. Those of his chamber, as it seem'd, had done't: Their hands and faces were all badg'd with blood, So were their daggers, which, unwip'd, we found ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1808 Excerpt: ...and do not know it: The spring, the head, the fountain of your blood Is stopp'd; the very source of it is stopp'd. Macd. Your royal father's murder'd. Mai. Oh, by whom? hen. Those of his chamber, as it seem'd, had done't: Their hands and faces were all badg'd with blood, So were their daggers, which, unwip'd, we found Upon their pillows; they starM, and were distracted; No man's life was to be trusted with them. Exeunt Malcolm and Donalbain. Macb. O, yet I do repent me of my fury, That I did kill them. Macd. Wherefore did you so? Macb. Who can be wise, amaz'd, temperate, and furious, Loyal and neutral, in a moment? No man: The expedition of my violent love Out-ran the pauser reason.--Here lay Duncan, His silver skin lac'd with his golden blood; And his gash'd stabs look'd like a breach in nature, For ruin's wasteful entrance: there the murderers, Steep'd in the colours of their trade, their daggers Unmannerly breech'd with gore: Who could refrain, That had a heart to love, and in that heart Courage, to make his love known? Ban. Fears and scruples shake us: In the great hand of Heaven I stand; and, thence, Against the undivulg'd pretence I fight Of treasonous malice. Macb. And so do I. All. So all. Macd. Let's briefly put on manly readiness, And meet meet i' the hall together; And question this most bloody piece of work, To know it further. All. Well contented. Exeunt. SCENE II. A Wood on the Skirt of a Heath. Thunder and Lightning. Enter the Three Witches, and a Chorus of Witches. 1 Witch. Speak, sister, speak, --is the deed done? 2 Witch. Long ago, long ago; Above twelve glasses since have run. 3 Witch. Ill deeds are seldom slow, Nor single; following crimes on former wait; The worst of creatures fastest propagate. Chor. Many more murders must this one ensu...
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Add this copy of The British Theatre; Or, a Collection of Plays Which to cart. $1,500.00, very good condition, Sold by Argosy Book Store rated 5.0 out of 5 stars, ships from New York, NY, UNITED STATES, published 1824 by Hurst Robinson.
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Very good. 20 volumes. Thin 12mo, handsomely bound in older green morocco-backed marbled boards with ornate gilt-stamped spines; marbled endpapers and page edges. London: Hurst Robinson, 1824. A new edition. A very good, pretty set. Printed under the authority of the managers from the the Prompt Books. General title page & half-title in each volume; ownership name, 1860, on title pages.