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…pertains to you alone.

[hooves clopping]

Lead our first battle.

[people shouting]

in form as palpable as this which now I draw.

Every one that does so is a traitor, and must be hanged.

whose hearts are absent too.

Both of you know Banquo was your enemy.

and on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood, which was not so before.

unlock her closet, take forth paper,

We are resolved, my lord.

Seyton, what news more?

Pray you, keep seat.

Here's an equivocator, that could swear in both the scales against either scale,

Go. Get some water, and wash this filthy witness from your hand.

Present fears are less than horrible imaginings.

That I might tell pale-hearted fear it lies,

I have known her continue in this a quarter of an hour.

O, come in, equivocator.

Then 'tis most like the sovereignty will fall upon Macbeth?

Say from whence you owe this strange intelligence?

O, here's an English tailor, come hither for stealing out of a French hose.

The raven himself is hoarse

Stand not upon the order of your going, but go at once.

[guests chattering]

[whispering] Macbeth. Macbeth. Macbeth.

the Thane of Cawdor, began a dismal conflict.

We have scorched the snake, not killed it.

Augurs and understood relations have by the magpies

[children laughing]

Unnatural deeds do breed unnatural troubles.

What is it she does now?

Those he commands move only in command, nothing in love.

[witch 1, singsongy] Weary sennights nine times nine

What is thy name?

And shalt be what thou art promised.

My dearest love.

Doubtful it stood.

And even now, to crown my thoughts with acts, be it thought and done.

The time has been,

[thudding continues]

I would thou couldst.

when now I think you can behold such sights,

I this a dagger which I see before me?

How does your patient, doctor?

Please, Your Highness, sit.

So, it will make us mad.

Then comes my fit again. I had else been perfect.

We are coming thither.

Then live, Macduff. What need I fear of thee?

Thou'lt be afraid to hear it.

Now, if you have a station in the file, not in the worst rank of manhood, say it.

Was my father a traitor, Mother?

[breathes heavily]

that nature gives way to in repose.

The greatest is behind.

Macduff was from his mother's womb untimely ripped.

But all's too weak.

How now, my lord.

I will not yield, to kiss the ground before young Malcolm's feet,

Now is the time of help.

This deed I'll do before the purpose cool!

Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.

Stars, hide your fires.

and I feel now the future in the instant.

wherewith Your Majesty loads our house.

At first and last the hearty welcome.

I am sick at heart, when I behold-- Seyton, I say!

that look not like the inhabitants of the earth, and yet are on it.

Yet, when we can entreat an hour to serve,

Who dares receive it other,

-[crowd gasps] -Look to the lady.

The least a death to nature.

Despair thy charm.

Thou wouldst be great.

his silver skin laced with his golden blood.

what, at any time, have you heard her say?

Though the main part… [inhales deeply]

-One… two. -[dripping]

The innocent sleep.

Lo you, here she comes.

[man 2] We are sent to give thee from our royal master thanks.

And so I do commend them to your backs.

I have spoke with one that saw him die,

But he rides well. And his great love, sharp as his spur,

Great Glamis. [chuckles]

You shall be king.

[men chattering, distant]

'Tis said they ate each other.

Merciful heaven.