...nor keep peace between The effect and it ! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, yon murdering ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances...not the wound it makes, Nor Heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, hold ! And the design of the murder is completely formed in her...

...Duncan Under my battlements. Come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here 40 And fill me from the crown to the toe top-full Of direst cruelty....night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, jo That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark To...

...peace between Th' effect and it. Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You...not the wound it makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark To cry 'Hold, hold'. Paracelsus, discussing the whereabouts of Hell, wrote: 'Either...

...thick my blood; Stop up th'access and passage to remorse, That no compunctious visitings of nature 45 Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between The...You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, 50 And pall thee in the dünnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Nor...

...peace between Th' effect and it! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You...not the wound it makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, "Hold, hold!" (81) Act I, Scene 7: In this speech, Shakespeare presents...

...the creatures of the night. .... Come to my woman's breasts And take my milk for gall, you murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You...not the wound it makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark To cry "Hold, hold!" (1.5.51-58) Lady Macbeth wishes to be something beyond a witch,...

...peace between Th' effect and it. Come to my woman's breasts And take my milk for gall, you murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You...not the wound it makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark To cry 'Hold, hold!' 66 If it were done when 'tis done, then 'twere well It were...

...fell purpose nor keep peace between The effect and it! Come to my woman's breast, And take my milk my gall you murdering ministers, Wherever in your sightless...not the wound it makes Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry 'Hold, hold' (she loses control completely) I won't hold. Why should I...

...'success, fulfilment', but without support from OED [i26] And take my milk for gall, you murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You...not the wound it makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, 'Hold, hold.' Enter MACBETH Great Glamis, worthy Cawdor, Greater than...

...peace between Th'effect and it. Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You...not the wound it makes Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark To cry 'Hold, hold!' (1.5.39-53) The speech, impressive in itself, reverberates...