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Banquet prepared. Enter MACBETH , LADY MACBETH , ROSS , LENNOX , LORDS , and attendants.
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Banquet prepared. Enter MACBETH , LADY MACBETH , ROSS , LENNOX , LORDS , and attendants.
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MACBETH You know your own degrees; sit down. At first
And last, the hearty welcome.
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MACBETH You know your own degrees; sit down. At first
And last, the hearty welcome.
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The LORDS sit
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The LORDS sit
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LORDS Thanks to your majesty.
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LORDS Thanks to your majesty.
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MACBETH Ourself will mingle with society
And play the humble host.
5 Our hostess keeps her state, but in best time
We will require her welcome.
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MACBETH Ourself will mingle with society
And play the humble host.
Our hostess keeps her state, but in best time
We will require her welcome.
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LADY MACBETH Pronounce it for me, sir, to all our friends,
For my heart speaks they are welcome.
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LADY MACBETH Pronounce it for me, sir, to all our friends,
For my heart speaks they are welcome.
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Enter FIRST MURDERER at the door
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Enter FIRST MURDERER at the door
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MACBETH See, they encounter thee with their hearts' thanks.
Be large in mirth. Anon we’ll drink a measure
The table round.
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MACBETH See, they encounter thee with their hearts' thanks.
Be large in mirth. Anon we’ll drink a measure
The table round.
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(aside to FIRST MURDERER) There’s blood upon thy face.
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(aside to FIRST MURDERER) There’s blood upon thy face.
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FIRST MURDERER 'Tis Banquo’s then.
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FIRST MURDERER 'Tis Banquo’s then.
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MACBETH 15 'Tis better thee without than he within.
Is he dispatched?
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MACBETH 'Tis better thee without than he within.
Is he dispatched?
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FIRST MURDERER My lord, his throat is cut. That I did for him.
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FIRST MURDERER My lord, his throat is cut. That I did for him.
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MACBETH Thou art the best o' th' cutthroats:
Yet he’s good that did the like for Fleance.
20 If thou didst it, thou art the nonpareil.
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MACBETH Thou art the best o' th' cutthroats:
Yet he’s good that did the like for Fleance.
If thou didst it, thou art the nonpareil.
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FIRST MURDERER Most royal sir, Fleance is ’scaped.
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FIRST MURDERER Most royal sir, Fleance is ’scaped.
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MACBETH Then comes my fit again. I had else been perfect,
Whole as the marble, founded as the rock,
As broad and general as the casing air.
25 But now I am cabined, cribbed, confined, bound in
To saucy doubts and fears.—But Banquo’s safe?
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MACBETH Then comes my fit again. I had else been perfect,
Whole as the marble, founded as the rock,
As broad and general as the casing air.
But now I am cabined, cribbed, confined, bound in
To saucy doubts and fears.—But Banquo’s safe?
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FIRST MURDERER Ay, my good lord. Safe in a ditch he bides,
With twenty trenchèd gashes on his head,
The least a death to nature.
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FIRST MURDERER Ay, my good lord. Safe in a ditch he bides,
With twenty trenchèd gashes on his head,
The least a death to nature.
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MACBETH Thanks for that.
30 There the grown serpent lies. The worm that’s fled
Hath nature that in time will venom breed;
No teeth for th' present. Get thee gone. Tomorrow
We’ll hear ourselves again.
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MACBETH Thanks for that.
There the grown serpent lies. The worm that’s fled
Hath nature that in time will venom breed;
No teeth for th' present. Get thee gone. Tomorrow
We’ll hear ourselves again.
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Exit FIRST MURDERER
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Exit FIRST MURDERER
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LADY MACBETH My royal lord,
You do not give the cheer. The feast is sold
35 That is not often vouched, while ’tis a-making,
'Tis given with welcome. To feed were best at home;
From thence, the sauce to meat is ceremony;
Meeting were bare without it.
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LADY MACBETH My royal lord,
You do not give the cheer. The feast is sold
That is not often vouched, while ’tis a-making,
'Tis given with welcome. To feed were best at home;
From thence, the sauce to meat is ceremony;
Meeting were bare without it.
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MACBETH Sweet remembrancer!
Now, good digestion wait on appetite,
40 And health on both!
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MACBETH Sweet remembrancer!
Now, good digestion wait on appetite,
And health on both!
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LENNOX May ’t please your highness sit.
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LENNOX May ’t please your highness sit.
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Enter the GHOST OF BANQUO , and sits in MACBETH ’s place
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Enter the GHOST OF BANQUO , and sits in MACBETH ’s place
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MACBETH Here had we now our country’s honor roofed,
Were the graced person of our Banquo present,
Who may I rather challenge for unkindness
45 Than pity for mischance.
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MACBETH Here had we now our country’s honor roofed,
Were the graced person of our Banquo present,
Who may I rather challenge for unkindness
Than pity for mischance.
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ROSS His absence, sir,
Lays blame upon his promise. Please ’t your highness
To grace us with your royal company?
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ROSS His absence, sir,
Lays blame upon his promise. Please ’t your highness
To grace us with your royal company?
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MACBETH The table’s full.
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MACBETH The table’s full.
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LENNOX Here is a place reserved, sir.
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LENNOX Here is a place reserved, sir.
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MACBETH 50 Where?
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MACBETH Where?
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LENNOX Here, my good lord. What is ’t that moves your highness?
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LENNOX Here, my good lord. What is ’t that moves your highness?
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MACBETH Which of you have done this?
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MACBETH Which of you have done this?
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LORDS What, my good lord?
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LORDS What, my good lord?
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MACBETH (to GHOST) Thou canst not say I did it. Never shake
Thy gory locks at me.
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MACBETH (to GHOST) Thou canst not say I did it. Never shake
Thy gory locks at me.
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ROSS 55 Gentlemen, rise. His highness is not well.
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ROSS Gentlemen, rise. His highness is not well.
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LADY MACBETH Sit, worthy friends. My lord is often thus
And hath been from his youth. Pray you, keep seat.
The fit is momentary; upon a thought
He will again be well. If much you note him,
60 You shall offend him and extend his passion.
Feed and regard him not. (aside to MACBETH) Are you a man?
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LADY MACBETH Sit, worthy friends. My lord is often thus
And hath been from his youth. Pray you, keep seat.
The fit is momentary; upon a thought
He will again be well. If much you note him,
You shall offend him and extend his passion.
Feed and regard him not. (aside to MACBETH) Are you a man?
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MACBETH Ay, and a bold one, that dare look on that
Which might appall the devil.
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MACBETH Ay, and a bold one, that dare look on that
Which might appall the devil.
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LADY MACBETH O proper stuff!
This is the very painting of your fear.
65 This is the air-drawn dagger which you said
Led you to Duncan. Oh, these flaws and starts,
Impostors to true fear, would well become
A woman’s story at a winter’s fire,
Authorized by her grandam. Shame itself!
70 Why do you make such faces? When all’s done,
You look but on a stool.
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LADY MACBETH O proper stuff!
This is the very painting of your fear.
This is the air-drawn dagger which you said
Led you to Duncan. Oh, these flaws and starts,
Impostors to true fear, would well become
A woman’s story at a winter’s fire,
Authorized by her grandam. Shame itself!
Why do you make such faces? When all’s done,
You look but on a stool.
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MACBETH Prithee, see there! Behold! Look! Lo! How say you?
Why, what care I? If thou canst nod, speak too.
If charnel houses and our graves must send
75 Those that we bury back, our monuments
Shall be the maws of kites.
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MACBETH Prithee, see there! Behold! Look! Lo! How say you?
Why, what care I? If thou canst nod, speak too.
If charnel houses and our graves must send
Those that we bury back, our monuments
Shall be the maws of kites.
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Exit GHOST
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Exit GHOST
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LADY MACBETH What, quite unmanned in folly?
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LADY MACBETH What, quite unmanned in folly?
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MACBETH If I stand here, I saw him.
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MACBETH If I stand here, I saw him.
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LADY MACBETH Fie, for shame!
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LADY MACBETH Fie, for shame!
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MACBETH Blood hath been shed ere now, i' th' olden time,
Ere humane statute purged the gentle weal;
80 Ay, and since too, murders have been performed
Too terrible for the ear. The time has been
That, when the brains were out, the man would die,
And there an end. But now they rise again
With twenty mortal murders on their crowns
85 And push us from our stools. This is more strange
Than such a murder is.
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MACBETH Blood hath been shed ere now, i' th' olden time,
Ere humane statute purged the gentle weal;
Ay, and since too, murders have been performed
Too terrible for the ear. The time has been
That, when the brains were out, the man would die,
And there an end. But now they rise again
With twenty mortal murders on their crowns
And push us from our stools. This is more strange
Than such a murder is.
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LADY MACBETH My worthy lord,
Your noble friends do lack you.
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LADY MACBETH My worthy lord,
Your noble friends do lack you.
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MACBETH I do forget.
Do not muse at me, my most worthy friends.
90 I have a strange infirmity, which is nothing
To those that know me. Come, love and health to all.
Then I’ll sit down. Give me some wine. Fill full.
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MACBETH I do forget.
Do not muse at me, my most worthy friends.
I have a strange infirmity, which is nothing
To those that know me. Come, love and health to all.
Then I’ll sit down. Give me some wine. Fill full.
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Enter the GHOST OF BANQUO
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Enter the GHOST OF BANQUO
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I drink to the general joy o' th' whole table,
And to our dear friend Banquo, whom we miss;
95 Would he were here! To all and him we thirst,
And all to all.
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I drink to the general joy o' th' whole table,
And to our dear friend Banquo, whom we miss;
Would he were here! To all and him we thirst,
And all to all.
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LORDS Our duties, and the pledge.
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LORDS Our duties, and the pledge.
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They drink
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They drink
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MACBETH (seeing the GHOST) Avaunt, and quit my sight! Let the earth hide thee.
Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold.
Thou hast no speculation in those eyes
100 Which thou dost glare with!
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MACBETH (seeing the GHOST) Avaunt, and quit my sight! Let the earth hide thee.
Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold.
Thou hast no speculation in those eyes
Which thou dost glare with!
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LADY MACBETH Think of this, good peers,
But as a thing of custom. 'Tis no other;
Only it spoils the pleasure of the time.
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LADY MACBETH Think of this, good peers,
But as a thing of custom. 'Tis no other;
Only it spoils the pleasure of the time.
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MACBETH What man dare, I dare.
Approach thou like the rugged Russian bear,
105 The armed rhinoceros, or th' Hyrcan tiger;
Take any shape but that, and my firm nerves
Shall never tremble. Or be alive again,
And dare me to the desert with thy sword.
If trembling I inhabit then, protest me
110 The baby of a girl. Hence, horrible shadow!
Unreal mockery, hence!
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MACBETH What man dare, I dare.
Approach thou like the rugged Russian bear,
The armed rhinoceros, or th' Hyrcan tiger;
Take any shape but that, and my firm nerves
Shall never tremble. Or be alive again,
And dare me to the desert with thy sword.
If trembling I inhabit then, protest me
The baby of a girl. Hence, horrible shadow!
Unreal mockery, hence!
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Exit GHOST
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Exit GHOST
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Why so, being gone,
I am a man again. Pray you sit still.
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Why so, being gone,
I am a man again. Pray you sit still.
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LADY MACBETH You have displaced the mirth, broke the good meeting,
With most admired disorder.
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LADY MACBETH You have displaced the mirth, broke the good meeting,
With most admired disorder.
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MACBETH Can such things be,
115 And overcome us like a summer’s cloud,
Without our special wonder? You make me strange
Even to the disposition that I owe,
When now I think you can behold such sights,
And keep the natural ruby of your cheeks,
120 When mine is blanched with fear.
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MACBETH Can such things be,
And overcome us like a summer’s cloud,
Without our special wonder? You make me strange
Even to the disposition that I owe,
When now I think you can behold such sights,
And keep the natural ruby of your cheeks,
When mine is blanched with fear.
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ROSS What sights, my lord?
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ROSS What sights, my lord?
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LADY MACBETH I pray you, speak not. He grows worse and worse.
Question enrages him. At once, good night.
Stand not upon the order of your going,
But go at once.
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LADY MACBETH I pray you, speak not. He grows worse and worse.
Question enrages him. At once, good night.
Stand not upon the order of your going,
But go at once.
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LENNOX 125 Good night, and better health
Attend his majesty!
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LENNOX Good night, and better health
Attend his majesty!
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LADY MACBETH A kind good night to all!
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LADY MACBETH A kind good night to all!
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Exeunt all but MACBETH and LADY MACBETH
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Exeunt all but MACBETH and LADY MACBETH
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MACBETH It will have blood, they say. Blood will have blood.
Stones have been known to move, and trees to speak.
130 Augurs and understood relations have
By magot pies and choughs and rooks brought forth
The secret’st man of blood.—What is the night?
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MACBETH It will have blood, they say. Blood will have blood.
Stones have been known to move, and trees to speak.
Augurs and understood relations have
By magot pies and choughs and rooks brought forth
The secret’st man of blood.—What is the night?
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LADY MACBETH Almost at odds with morning, which is which.
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LADY MACBETH Almost at odds with morning, which is which.
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MACBETH How say’st thou that Macduff denies his person
135 At our great bidding?
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MACBETH How say’st thou that Macduff denies his person
At our great bidding?
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LADY MACBETH Did you send to him, sir?
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LADY MACBETH Did you send to him, sir?
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MACBETH I hear it by the way; but I will send.
There’s not a one of them but in his house
I keep a servant fee’d. I will tomorrow—
And betimes I will—to the weird sisters.
140 More shall they speak, for now I am bent to know,
By the worst means, the worst. For mine own good,
All causes shall give way. I am in blood
Stepped in so far that, should I wade no more,
Returning were as tedious as go o'er.
145 Strange things I have in head, that will to hand,
Which must be acted ere they may be scanned.
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MACBETH I hear it by the way; but I will send.
There’s not a one of them but in his house
I keep a servant fee’d. I will tomorrow—
And betimes I will—to the weird sisters.
More shall they speak, for now I am bent to know,
By the worst means, the worst. For mine own good,
All causes shall give way. I am in blood
Stepped in so far that, should I wade no more,
Returning were as tedious as go o'er.
Strange things I have in head, that will to hand,
Which must be acted ere they may be scanned.
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LADY MACBETH You lack the season of all natures, sleep.
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LADY MACBETH You lack the season of all natures, sleep.
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MACBETH Come, we’ll to sleep. My strange and self-abuse
Is the initiate fear that wants hard use.
150 We are yet but young in deed.
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MACBETH Come, we’ll to sleep. My strange and self-abuse
Is the initiate fear that wants hard use.
We are yet but young in deed.
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Exeunt
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Exeunt
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Banquet prepared. Enter MACBETH , LADY MACBETH , ROSS , LENNOX , LORDS , and attendants.
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Banquet prepared. Enter MACBETH , LADY MACBETH , ROSS , LENNOX , LORDS , and attendants.
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MACBETH You know your own degrees; sit down. At first
And last, the hearty welcome.
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MACBETH You know your own degrees; sit down. At first
And last, the hearty welcome.
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The LORDS sit
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The LORDS sit
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LORDS Thanks to your majesty.
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LORDS Thanks to your majesty.
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MACBETH Ourself will mingle with society
And play the humble host.
5 Our hostess keeps her state, but in best time
We will require her welcome.
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MACBETH Ourself will mingle with society
And play the humble host.
Our hostess keeps her state, but in best time
We will require her welcome.
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LADY MACBETH Pronounce it for me, sir, to all our friends,
For my heart speaks they are welcome.
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LADY MACBETH Pronounce it for me, sir, to all our friends,
For my heart speaks they are welcome.
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Enter FIRST MURDERER at the door
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Enter FIRST MURDERER at the door
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MACBETH See, they encounter thee with their hearts' thanks.
Be large in mirth. Anon we’ll drink a measure
The table round.
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MACBETH See, they encounter thee with their hearts' thanks.
Be large in mirth. Anon we’ll drink a measure
The table round.
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(aside to FIRST MURDERER) There’s blood upon thy face.
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(aside to FIRST MURDERER) There’s blood upon thy face.
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FIRST MURDERER 'Tis Banquo’s then.
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FIRST MURDERER 'Tis Banquo’s then.
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MACBETH 15 'Tis better thee without than he within.
Is he dispatched?
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MACBETH 'Tis better thee without than he within.
Is he dispatched?
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FIRST MURDERER My lord, his throat is cut. That I did for him.
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FIRST MURDERER My lord, his throat is cut. That I did for him.
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MACBETH Thou art the best o' th' cutthroats:
Yet he’s good that did the like for Fleance.
20 If thou didst it, thou art the nonpareil.
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MACBETH Thou art the best o' th' cutthroats:
Yet he’s good that did the like for Fleance.
If thou didst it, thou art the nonpareil.
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FIRST MURDERER Most royal sir, Fleance is ’scaped.
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FIRST MURDERER Most royal sir, Fleance is ’scaped.
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MACBETH Then comes my fit again. I had else been perfect,
Whole as the marble, founded as the rock,
As broad and general as the casing air.
25 But now I am cabined, cribbed, confined, bound in
To saucy doubts and fears.—But Banquo’s safe?
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MACBETH Then comes my fit again. I had else been perfect,
Whole as the marble, founded as the rock,
As broad and general as the casing air.
But now I am cabined, cribbed, confined, bound in
To saucy doubts and fears.—But Banquo’s safe?
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FIRST MURDERER Ay, my good lord. Safe in a ditch he bides,
With twenty trenchèd gashes on his head,
The least a death to nature.
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FIRST MURDERER Ay, my good lord. Safe in a ditch he bides,
With twenty trenchèd gashes on his head,
The least a death to nature.
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MACBETH Thanks for that.
30 There the grown serpent lies. The worm that’s fled
Hath nature that in time will venom breed;
No teeth for th' present. Get thee gone. Tomorrow
We’ll hear ourselves again.
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MACBETH Thanks for that.
There the grown serpent lies. The worm that’s fled
Hath nature that in time will venom breed;
No teeth for th' present. Get thee gone. Tomorrow
We’ll hear ourselves again.
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Exit FIRST MURDERER
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Exit FIRST MURDERER
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LADY MACBETH My royal lord,
You do not give the cheer. The feast is sold
35 That is not often vouched, while ’tis a-making,
'Tis given with welcome. To feed were best at home;
From thence, the sauce to meat is ceremony;
Meeting were bare without it.
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LADY MACBETH My royal lord,
You do not give the cheer. The feast is sold
That is not often vouched, while ’tis a-making,
'Tis given with welcome. To feed were best at home;
From thence, the sauce to meat is ceremony;
Meeting were bare without it.
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MACBETH Sweet remembrancer!
Now, good digestion wait on appetite,
40 And health on both!
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MACBETH Sweet remembrancer!
Now, good digestion wait on appetite,
And health on both!
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LENNOX May ’t please your highness sit.
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LENNOX May ’t please your highness sit.
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Enter the GHOST OF BANQUO , and sits in MACBETH ’s place
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Enter the GHOST OF BANQUO , and sits in MACBETH ’s place
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MACBETH Here had we now our country’s honor roofed,
Were the graced person of our Banquo present,
Who may I rather challenge for unkindness
45 Than pity for mischance.
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MACBETH Here had we now our country’s honor roofed,
Were the graced person of our Banquo present,
Who may I rather challenge for unkindness
Than pity for mischance.
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ROSS His absence, sir,
Lays blame upon his promise. Please ’t your highness
To grace us with your royal company?
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ROSS His absence, sir,
Lays blame upon his promise. Please ’t your highness
To grace us with your royal company?
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MACBETH The table’s full.
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MACBETH The table’s full.
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LENNOX Here is a place reserved, sir.
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LENNOX Here is a place reserved, sir.
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MACBETH 50 Where?
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MACBETH Where?
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LENNOX Here, my good lord. What is ’t that moves your highness?
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LENNOX Here, my good lord. What is ’t that moves your highness?
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MACBETH Which of you have done this?
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MACBETH Which of you have done this?
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LORDS What, my good lord?
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LORDS What, my good lord?
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MACBETH (to GHOST) Thou canst not say I did it. Never shake
Thy gory locks at me.
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MACBETH (to GHOST) Thou canst not say I did it. Never shake
Thy gory locks at me.
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ROSS 55 Gentlemen, rise. His highness is not well.
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ROSS Gentlemen, rise. His highness is not well.
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LADY MACBETH Sit, worthy friends. My lord is often thus
And hath been from his youth. Pray you, keep seat.
The fit is momentary; upon a thought
He will again be well. If much you note him,
60 You shall offend him and extend his passion.
Feed and regard him not. (aside to MACBETH) Are you a man?
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LADY MACBETH Sit, worthy friends. My lord is often thus
And hath been from his youth. Pray you, keep seat.
The fit is momentary; upon a thought
He will again be well. If much you note him,
You shall offend him and extend his passion.
Feed and regard him not. (aside to MACBETH) Are you a man?
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MACBETH Ay, and a bold one, that dare look on that
Which might appall the devil.
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MACBETH Ay, and a bold one, that dare look on that
Which might appall the devil.
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LADY MACBETH O proper stuff!
This is the very painting of your fear.
65 This is the air-drawn dagger which you said
Led you to Duncan. Oh, these flaws and starts,
Impostors to true fear, would well become
A woman’s story at a winter’s fire,
Authorized by her grandam. Shame itself!
70 Why do you make such faces? When all’s done,
You look but on a stool.
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LADY MACBETH O proper stuff!
This is the very painting of your fear.
This is the air-drawn dagger which you said
Led you to Duncan. Oh, these flaws and starts,
Impostors to true fear, would well become
A woman’s story at a winter’s fire,
Authorized by her grandam. Shame itself!
Why do you make such faces? When all’s done,
You look but on a stool.
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MACBETH Prithee, see there! Behold! Look! Lo! How say you?
Why, what care I? If thou canst nod, speak too.
If charnel houses and our graves must send
75 Those that we bury back, our monuments
Shall be the maws of kites.
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MACBETH Prithee, see there! Behold! Look! Lo! How say you?
Why, what care I? If thou canst nod, speak too.
If charnel houses and our graves must send
Those that we bury back, our monuments
Shall be the maws of kites.
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Exit GHOST
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Exit GHOST
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LADY MACBETH What, quite unmanned in folly?
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LADY MACBETH What, quite unmanned in folly?
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MACBETH If I stand here, I saw him.
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MACBETH If I stand here, I saw him.
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LADY MACBETH Fie, for shame!
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LADY MACBETH Fie, for shame!
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MACBETH Blood hath been shed ere now, i' th' olden time,
Ere humane statute purged the gentle weal;
80 Ay, and since too, murders have been performed
Too terrible for the ear. The time has been
That, when the brains were out, the man would die,
And there an end. But now they rise again
With twenty mortal murders on their crowns
85 And push us from our stools. This is more strange
Than such a murder is.
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MACBETH Blood hath been shed ere now, i' th' olden time,
Ere humane statute purged the gentle weal;
Ay, and since too, murders have been performed
Too terrible for the ear. The time has been
That, when the brains were out, the man would die,
And there an end. But now they rise again
With twenty mortal murders on their crowns
And push us from our stools. This is more strange
Than such a murder is.
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LADY MACBETH My worthy lord,
Your noble friends do lack you.
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LADY MACBETH My worthy lord,
Your noble friends do lack you.
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MACBETH I do forget.
Do not muse at me, my most worthy friends.
90 I have a strange infirmity, which is nothing
To those that know me. Come, love and health to all.
Then I’ll sit down. Give me some wine. Fill full.
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MACBETH I do forget.
Do not muse at me, my most worthy friends.
I have a strange infirmity, which is nothing
To those that know me. Come, love and health to all.
Then I’ll sit down. Give me some wine. Fill full.
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Enter the GHOST OF BANQUO
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Enter the GHOST OF BANQUO
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I drink to the general joy o' th' whole table,
And to our dear friend Banquo, whom we miss;
95 Would he were here! To all and him we thirst,
And all to all.
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I drink to the general joy o' th' whole table,
And to our dear friend Banquo, whom we miss;
Would he were here! To all and him we thirst,
And all to all.
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LORDS Our duties, and the pledge.
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LORDS Our duties, and the pledge.
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They drink
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They drink
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MACBETH (seeing the GHOST) Avaunt, and quit my sight! Let the earth hide thee.
Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold.
Thou hast no speculation in those eyes
100 Which thou dost glare with!
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MACBETH (seeing the GHOST) Avaunt, and quit my sight! Let the earth hide thee.
Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold.
Thou hast no speculation in those eyes
Which thou dost glare with!
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LADY MACBETH Think of this, good peers,
But as a thing of custom. 'Tis no other;
Only it spoils the pleasure of the time.
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LADY MACBETH Think of this, good peers,
But as a thing of custom. 'Tis no other;
Only it spoils the pleasure of the time.
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MACBETH What man dare, I dare.
Approach thou like the rugged Russian bear,
105 The armed rhinoceros, or th' Hyrcan tiger;
Take any shape but that, and my firm nerves
Shall never tremble. Or be alive again,
And dare me to the desert with thy sword.
If trembling I inhabit then, protest me
110 The baby of a girl. Hence, horrible shadow!
Unreal mockery, hence!
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MACBETH What man dare, I dare.
Approach thou like the rugged Russian bear,
The armed rhinoceros, or th' Hyrcan tiger;
Take any shape but that, and my firm nerves
Shall never tremble. Or be alive again,
And dare me to the desert with thy sword.
If trembling I inhabit then, protest me
The baby of a girl. Hence, horrible shadow!
Unreal mockery, hence!
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Exit GHOST
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Exit GHOST
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Why so, being gone,
I am a man again. Pray you sit still.
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Why so, being gone,
I am a man again. Pray you sit still.
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LADY MACBETH You have displaced the mirth, broke the good meeting,
With most admired disorder.
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LADY MACBETH You have displaced the mirth, broke the good meeting,
With most admired disorder.
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MACBETH Can such things be,
115 And overcome us like a summer’s cloud,
Without our special wonder? You make me strange
Even to the disposition that I owe,
When now I think you can behold such sights,
And keep the natural ruby of your cheeks,
120 When mine is blanched with fear.
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MACBETH Can such things be,
And overcome us like a summer’s cloud,
Without our special wonder? You make me strange
Even to the disposition that I owe,
When now I think you can behold such sights,
And keep the natural ruby of your cheeks,
When mine is blanched with fear.
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ROSS What sights, my lord?
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ROSS What sights, my lord?
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LADY MACBETH I pray you, speak not. He grows worse and worse.
Question enrages him. At once, good night.
Stand not upon the order of your going,
But go at once.
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LADY MACBETH I pray you, speak not. He grows worse and worse.
Question enrages him. At once, good night.
Stand not upon the order of your going,
But go at once.
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LENNOX 125 Good night, and better health
Attend his majesty!
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LENNOX Good night, and better health
Attend his majesty!
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LADY MACBETH A kind good night to all!
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LADY MACBETH A kind good night to all!
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Exeunt all but MACBETH and LADY MACBETH
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Exeunt all but MACBETH and LADY MACBETH
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MACBETH It will have blood, they say. Blood will have blood.
Stones have been known to move, and trees to speak.
130 Augurs and understood relations have
By magot pies and choughs and rooks brought forth
The secret’st man of blood.—What is the night?
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MACBETH It will have blood, they say. Blood will have blood.
Stones have been known to move, and trees to speak.
Augurs and understood relations have
By magot pies and choughs and rooks brought forth
The secret’st man of blood.—What is the night?
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LADY MACBETH Almost at odds with morning, which is which.
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LADY MACBETH Almost at odds with morning, which is which.
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MACBETH How say’st thou that Macduff denies his person
135 At our great bidding?
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MACBETH How say’st thou that Macduff denies his person
At our great bidding?
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LADY MACBETH Did you send to him, sir?
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LADY MACBETH Did you send to him, sir?
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MACBETH I hear it by the way; but I will send.
There’s not a one of them but in his house
I keep a servant fee’d. I will tomorrow—
And betimes I will—to the weird sisters.
140 More shall they speak, for now I am bent to know,
By the worst means, the worst. For mine own good,
All causes shall give way. I am in blood
Stepped in so far that, should I wade no more,
Returning were as tedious as go o'er.
145 Strange things I have in head, that will to hand,
Which must be acted ere they may be scanned.
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MACBETH I hear it by the way; but I will send.
There’s not a one of them but in his house
I keep a servant fee’d. I will tomorrow—
And betimes I will—to the weird sisters.
More shall they speak, for now I am bent to know,
By the worst means, the worst. For mine own good,
All causes shall give way. I am in blood
Stepped in so far that, should I wade no more,
Returning were as tedious as go o'er.
Strange things I have in head, that will to hand,
Which must be acted ere they may be scanned.
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LADY MACBETH You lack the season of all natures, sleep.
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LADY MACBETH You lack the season of all natures, sleep.
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MACBETH Come, we’ll to sleep. My strange and self-abuse
Is the initiate fear that wants hard use.
150 We are yet but young in deed.
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MACBETH Come, we’ll to sleep. My strange and self-abuse
Is the initiate fear that wants hard use.
We are yet but young in deed.
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Exeunt
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Exeunt
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