 | William Packard - 1989 - 248 páginas
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 | Mary Jacobus - 1989 - 336 páginas
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 | Elke Schartmann - 1990 - 266 páginas
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 | Jerry Blunt - 1990 - 232 páginas
...see before me, The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To...in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going, And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the... | |
 | Harald William Fawkner - 1990 - 276 páginas
...see before me, The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee:— I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To...in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going; And such an instrument I was to use. — Mine eyes are made... | |
 | Roger Karshner - 1986 - 56 páginas
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 | Philip Kan Gotanda - 1991 - 60 páginas
...I see before me, The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not and yet I see thee still Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To...yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. VINCENT. Thou marshal'st me the way that I was going — (Bradley lowers his knife. Vincent notices.)... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1993 - 100 páginas
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 | Robert P. Merrix, Nicholas Ranson - 1992 - 320 páginas
...before me, The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee: — I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To...thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw.2 (2.1.33-41) This is Shakespeare's Macbeth, his "secret'st man of blood" (3.4.125) who, he tells... | |
 | Frank Northen Magill - 1992 - 584 páginas
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Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation,... 
