 | William Shakespeare - 1745 - 574 pages
...friends. , [Exeunt. 'Tis now the very witching time of night, When church-yards yawn, and hell it felf breathes out Contagion to this world. Now could I drink hot blood, And do fuch bitter bufinefs as the day Would quake to look on. Soft, now to my mother — — Oh heart, lofe... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1765 - 540 pages
...till , I can endure to do tin'.] T hi.y compel nit 10 play it no longer. * And do fuch bitter bufinefs as the day Would quake to look on. Soft, now to my mother — 0 heart, lofe not thy nature •, let not ever The Soul of Nero enter this firm bofom ; Let me be cruel, but... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1767 - 484 pages
...Pol. I will fay fo. 'Tis now the very witching time of night, When church-yards yawn, and hell itfelf breathes out Contagion to this world. Now could I drink hot blood, And do fuch bitter bufinefs as the day Would quake to look on. Soft, now to my mother— 0 heart, lofe not... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1770 - 956 pages
...friends. 'Tis now the very witching time of night, [Exeunt. When church-yards yawn, and hell itfelf ' breathes out Contagion to this world. Now could I drink hot blood, •» And do fuch bufinefs as the day Would quake to look on. Soft, now to my mother— 0 heart, lofe not thy nature... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 476 pages
...friends. [Exeunt-. Tis now the very witching time of night, When church-yards yawn, and hell itfelf breathes out Contagion to this world. Now could I drink hot blood; And do fuch bitter bufinefs as the day Would quake to look. on. Soft, now to-my mother— 0 heart, lofe not... | |
 | William Richardson - 1774 - 220 pages
...of his affection, "Tis now the very witching time of night, When church-yards yawn, and hell itfelf breathes out Contagion 'to this world. Now could I drink hot blood, And do filth, bitter bufinefs as the day Would quake to look on. Soft ; now to my mother—* 0 heart, lofe... | |
 | Andrew Becket - 1787 - 494 pages
...4, S. 6. NIGH T. 'Tis now the very witching time of night ; When church-yards yawn, and hell itfelf breathes out Contagion to this world : now could I drink hot blood, And do fuch bufine'fs as the bitter day Would quake to look on. Hamlet , A. 3, S. ^. Now it is the time of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 522 pages
...said. — Leave me, friends. [Exeunt Ros. GUIL. HOR. fi?c. 'Tis now the very witching time of night ; When church-yards yawn, and hell itself breathes out...this world : Now could I drink hot blood, And do such business as the bitter day Would quake to look on. Soft ; now to my mo.' O, heart, lose not thy nature... | |
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Tis now the very witching time of night, When churchyards yawn, and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world : now could I drink hot blood, And do such bitter business as the day Would quake to look on. 
