My fell of hair
Would at a dismal treatise rouse and stir
As life were in 't: I have supp'd full with horrors.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth
-- Act v, Sc. 5
Would at a dismal treatise rouse and stir
As life were in 't: I have supp'd full with horrors.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth
-- Act v, Sc. 5
Related:
- That no compunctious visitings of nature
Shake my fell purpose.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act i, Sc. 5... - I gin to be aweary of the sun. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act v, Sc. 5
- I bear a charmed life. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act v, Sc. 8
- Yet do I fear thy nature;
It is too full o' the milk of human kindness.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act i, Sc. 5... - She should have died hereafter;
There would have been a time for such a word.
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day To the last syllable of recorded time, And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death.... - I would applaud thee to the very echo,
That should applaud again.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act v, Sc. 3... - So weary with disasters, tugg'd with fortune,
That I would set my life on any chance,
To mend it, or be rid on 't.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act iii, Sc. 1... - Fie, my lord, fie! a soldier, and afeard?
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth
-- Act v, Sc.
1... - My way of life
Is fall'n into the sere, the yellow leaf
And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have...
