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" Come, spiteful fiends, come, heaps of furies fell, Not one by one, but all at once! my breast Raves not enough: it likes me to be fill'd With greater monsters yet. "
The Misfortunes of Arthur - Side 16
av Thomas Hughes - 1828 - 83 sider
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Five Old Plays: Forming a Supplement to the Collections of Dodsley and Others

John Payne Collier - 1833 - 1086 sider
...may fortune sende Unsought; but thee beseemes more high revenge. Come, spitefull fiends, come, heapes of furies fell, Not one by one, but all at once !...My hart doth throbbe, My liver boyles : somewhat my mmde portendes, Uncertayne what — hut whatsoever it's huge. So it exceede, be what it will, it's...
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Five Old Plays: Forming a Supplement to the Collections of Dodsley and Others

John Payne Collier - 1833 - 456 sider
...fortune sende Unsought ; but thee beseemes more high revenge. Come, spitefull fiends, come, heapes of furies fell, Not one by one, but all at once ! my breast Raves not inough : it likes me to be fiide With greater monsters yet. My hart doth throbbe, My liver boyles : somewhat my minde portendes,...
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A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volum 4

Robert Dodsley - 1874 - 416 sider
...may fortune send Unsought ; but thee beseems more high revenge. Come, spiteful fiends, come, heaps of furies fell, Not one by one, but all at once ! my breast Raves not enough : it likes me to be fill'd With greater monsters yet. My heart doth throb, My liver boils :...
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A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volum 4

William Carew Hazlitt - 1874 - 436 sider
...may fortune send Unsought ; but thee beseems more high revenge. Come, spiteful fiends, come, heaps of furies fell, Not one by one, but all at once ! my breast 1 Unwieldy or unmanageable of herself — not having any control over her actions. The sense is a little...
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Geschichte des Drama's

Julius Leopold Klein - 1876 - 870 sider
...Absehen. Was nicht Vernunft will, will just Baserei. 4) Come, spiteful fiends, come, heaps of furies feil, Not one by one, but all at once! my breast Raves not enough: it likes me to be flll'd With greater monsters yet. lend. Kunstvoll vorbereitet, nur dann ergreifen...
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Macbeth

William Shakespeare - 1903 - 594 sider
...DARMESTETER : Compare Misfortunes of Arthur (Thomas Hughes, 1587) : 'Come spiteful fiends, come heaps of furies fell, Not one by one, but all at once ! my heart Raves not enough : it likes me to be filled With greater monsters yet,' I, ii. ed. Dodsley. —...
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Early English Classical Tragedies

John William Cunliffe - 1912 - 466 sider
...spitefull fiends, come heapes of furies fell, Not one, by one, but all at once : my breast 40 Raues not inough : it likes me to be filde With greater monsters yet. My hart doth throbbe : My liuer boyles : some what my minde portendes, Vncertayne what : but whatsoeuer, it's huge. So it exceede,...
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Early English Classical Tragedies

Thomas Norton, George Gascoigne - 1912 - 462 sider
...may Fortune sende Vnsought : but thee beseemes more high reuenge. Come spitefull fiends, come heapes of furies fell, Not one, by one, but all at once : my breast 40 Raues not inough : it likes me to be filde With greater monsters yet. My hart doth throbbe : My...
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The Growth of English Drama

Arnold Wynne - 1914 - 296 sider
...revives her declining wrath with this invocation of supernatural aid : Come, spiteful fiends, come, heaps of furies fell, Not one by one, but all at once ! my breast Raves not enough : it likes me to be fill'd With greater monsters yet. My heart doth throb, My liver boils :...
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Macbeth

William Shakespeare - 1915 - 594 sider
...DARMESTETER : Compare Misfortunes of Arthur (Thomas Hughes, 1587) : 'Come spiteful Bends, come heaps of furies fell, Not one by one, but all at once ! my heart Raves not enough : it likes me to be filled With greater monsters yet,' I, ii. ed. Dodsley. —...
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