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Angus Attendants BANQUO bear Birnam blood born Bring castle comes dare dead death deed DOCTOR Donalbain double DUNCAN Dunsinane England Enter Enter Macbeth Exeunt Exit eyes face father fear fight Fleance friends GENTLEWOMAN Give grace hand Hang hath head hear heart heaven hence highness hold honour hope hour I'll keep king knocking known LADY MACBETH LADY MACDUFF leave LENOX light live look lord MALCOLM meet MESSENGER mind MURDERER nature never night noble once peace poor pray reason ROSS SCENE Scotland SECOND WITCH Servant SEYTON sight sisters SIWARD sleep Soldiers speak stand strange sword tell thane thane of Cawdor thanks thee There's thine things THIRD WITCH thou thought to-night tongue trouble truth tyrant What's wife WITCH woman wood worthy young
Strana xxiii - 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, 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 that I was going ; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o...
Strana lxxv - She should have died hereafter; There would have been a time for such a word. Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow Creeps in this petty pace from day to day To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death.
Strana xvi - It is too full o' the milk of human kindness To catch the nearest way : thou wouldst be great ; Art not without ambition, but without The illness should attend it: what thou wouldst highly, That wouldst thou holily ; wouldst not play false, And yet wouldst wrongly win: thou'dst have, great Glamis, That which cries ' Thus thou must do, if thou have it; And that which rather thou dost fear to do Than wishest should be undone.
Strana x - My noble partner You greet with present grace, and great prediction Of noble having, and of royal hope, That he seems rapt withal ; to me you speak not.
Strana xx - As thou art in desire ? Wouldst thou have that Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life, And live a coward in thine own esteem, Letting 'I dare not' wait upon 'I would,' Like the poor cat i
Strana xxvi - Who was it that thus cried? Why, worthy thane, You do unbend your noble strength, to think So brainsickly of things. Go get some water, And wash this filthy witness from your hand. Why did you bring these daggers from the place? They must lie there: go carry them, and smear The sleepy grooms with blood.
Strana xiv - Implor'd your highness' pardon ; and set forth A deep repentance : nothing in his life Became him, like the leaving it ; he died As one that had been studied in his death, To throw away the dearest thing he ow'd, As 'twere a careless trifle.
Strana xvii - The effect and it ! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief ! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry ' Hold, hold !