John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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William Shakespeare. (15641616) (continued)
1378 Memory, the warder of the brain.
Macbeth. Act i. Sc. 7.
1379 There s husbandry in heaven; Their candles are all out.
Macbeth. Act ii. Sc. 1.
1380 Shut up In measureless content.
Macbeth. Act ii. Sc. 1.
1381 Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
Macbeth. Act ii. Sc. 1.
1382 Thou marshallst me the way that I was going.
Macbeth. Act ii. Sc. 1.
1383 Now oer the one half-world Nature seems dead.
Macbeth. Act ii. Sc. 1.
1384 Thou sure and firm-set earth, Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear Thy very stones prate of my whereabout.
Macbeth. Act ii. Sc. 1.
1385 The bell invites me. Hear it not, Duncan; for it is a knell That summons thee to heaven or to hell.
Macbeth. Act ii. Sc. 1.
1386 It was the owl that shriekd, the fatal bellman, Which gives the sternst good-night.
Macbeth. Act ii. Sc. 2. 1
1387 The attempt and not the deed Confounds us.
Macbeth. Act ii. Sc. 2. 2
1388 I had most need of blessing, and Amen Stuck in my throat.
Macbeth. Act ii. Sc. 2. 3
1389 Methought I heard a voice cry, Sleep no more! Macbeth does murder sleep! the innocent sleep, Sleep that knits up the ravelld sleave of care,
Note 1. Act ii. sc. 1 in Dyce, Staunton, and White. [back ]Note 2. Act ii. sc. 1 in Dyce, Staunton, and White. [back ]Note 3. Act ii. sc. 1 in Dyce, Staunton, and White. [back ]