도서 Art thou not , fatal vision , sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger . .. 에 대해 검색 한 119 개 도서 중 111 - 119 개 
 . .. handle towards my hand ? Come , let me clutch thee I have thee not and yet I see thee still . . . I see thee yet , in form as palpable As this which now I draw . JULIET What ' s here ? a cup , clos ' d in my true love ' s hand ? Poison , I see , hath been his timeless end . ... 
 . .. art thou but A dagger of the mind , a false creation Proceeding from the heat - oppressed brain ? I see thee yet , in form as palpable As this which now I draw . Thou marshall ' st me the way . . . The Broadway Theatre and Astor Place Opera House , Act II . i ( continued ) . .. 
 . .. art thou but A dagger of the mind , a false creation , Proceeding from the heat - oppressed brain ? I see thee yet , in form as palpable , As this which now I draw . Thou marshal ' st me the way that I was going , And such an instrument I was to use . Mine eyes are made the . .. 
 . .. art thou but A dagger of the mind , a false creation , Proceeding from the heat - oppressed brain ? I see thee yet , in form as palpable As this which now I draw . Thou marshal ' s ! me the way that I was going , And such an instrument I was to use . Mine eyes are made the . .. 
 . .. physical detail . And the process of exploration itself becomes a theme for startled discovery : I see thee yet , in form as palpable As this which now I draw . Thou marshall ' st me the way that I was going , ( lines 40 - 2 ) To confirm the reality of his ' false creation ',... 
 . .. art thou but A dagger of the mind , a false creation , Proceeding from the heat - oppressed brain ? I see thee yet , in form as palpable As this which now I draw . Thou marshal ' s ! me the way that I was going . Macbeth Even in 1795 , after the horrific violence of the Terror , ... 
 . .. art thou but A dagger of the mind , a false creation , Proceeding from the heat - oppressed brain ? I see thee yet , in form as palpable As this which now I draw . Thou marshal ' st me the way that I was going , And such an instrument I was to use . Mine eyes are made the . .. 
 . .. or art thou but A dagger of the mind a false creation Proceeding from the heat - oppressed brain I see thee yet in form as palpable As this which now I draw Thou marshalled me the way that I was going And such an instrument I was to use Mine eyes are made the fools . .. 
 . .. Or art thou but A dagger of the mind , a false creation Proceeding from heat - oppressed brain ? I see thee yet , in form as palpable As this which now I draw . ( He draws his dagger . ) Thou marshal ' st me the way that I was going . And such an instrument I was to . ..