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Page 305 - Shakespeare's witches are distinguished from the witches of Middleton by essential differences. These are creatures to whom man or •woman plotting some dire mischief might resort for occasional consultation. Those originate deeds of blood and begin bad impulses to men. From the moment that their eyes
Page 305 - has a son, a low buffoon : the hags of Shakespeare have neither child of their own, nor seem to be descended from any parent. They are foul anomalies of whom we know not whence they are sprung, nor whether they have beginning
Page 577 - who knows the fate of his bones, or how often he is to be buried ? Who hath the oracle of his ashes, or whither they are to be scattered
Page 305 - it stiff in ; Firedrake, Puckey, Make it lucky. Liard, Robin, You must bob in. Round, around, around, about, about ! All ill come running in, all good keep out.
Page 208 - Why, I never heard of such a thing in all my born days ! " I cried helplessly. " Of course not; you are more ignorant than the babe unborn. You trouble yourself about the next world, but as to what may be going on in the last
Page 582 - 'tis the very disgrace and ignominy of our "natures that, in a moment, can so disfigure us that our nearest friends .... stand afraid and start at us.
Page 305 - ending. As they are without human passions, so they seem to be without human relations. They come with thunder and lightning, and vanish to airy music.
Page 289 - and consoled herself for Mr. Archer's bearing. Pity was her weapon and her weakness; to accept the loved one's faults, although it has an air of freedom, is to kiss the chain, and this pity it was which, lying nearer to her heart, lent the one element of true emotion to a fanciful and