Suchergebnisse
Suchergebnisse:
If you can look into the seeds of time, And say which grain will grow and which will not, Speak then to me, who neither beg nor fear Your favours nor your hate. FIRST WITCH Hail! SECOND...
If you can look into the seeds of time, And say which grain will grow and which will not, Speak then to me, who neither beg nor fear. Your favors, nor your hate. Foretelling the future of men is, in this metaphor, like looking at a group of seeds and predicting which will take hold and sprout, and which won’t. Using myShakespeare.
If you can look into the seeds of time And say which grain will grow and which will not, Speak, then, to me, who neither beg nor fear Your favors nor your hate.
If you can look into the seeds of time, And say which grain will grow and which will not, 160 Speak then to me, who neither beg nor fear Your favours nor your hate. First Witch. Hail!...
First Witch. I myself have all the other, And the very ports they blow — All the quarters that they know. I' the shipman's card. I will drain him dry as hay. Sleep shall neither night nor day. Hang upon his penthouse lid. He shall live a man forbid. Weary seven nights, nine times nine, Shall he dwindle, peak and pine.
But in a sieve I’ll thither sail, And like a rat without a tail, 10 I’ll do, I’ll do, and I’ll do. FIRST WITCH. A sailor’s wife had chestnuts in her lap, And munched, and munched, and munched. “Give me,”. quoth I. “Aroint thee, witch!” the rump-fed runnion cries.
If you can look into the seeds of time, And say which grain will grow, and which will not, Speak then to me, who neither beg nor fear Your favours nor your hate. FIRST WITCH. Hail!
