what instructions does lady macbeth give to her husband
Speeches (Lines) for Lady Macbeth
in "Macbeth"
Total: 59
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(phase directions). [Enter LADY MACBETH, reading a letter of the alphabet]
Lady Macbeth. 'They met me in the mean solar day of success: and I have
learned by the perfectest written report, they have more in
them than mortal noesis. When I burned in desire
to question them further, they made themselves air,
into which they vanished. Whiles I stood rapt in
the wonder of it, came missives from the king, who
all-hailed me 'Thane of Cawdor;' past which championship,
before, these weird sisters saluted me, and referred
me to the coming on of time, with 'Hail, king that
shalt be!' This have I thought good to deliver
thee, my dearest partner of greatness, that yard
mightst non lose the ante of rejoicing, past being
ignorant of what greatness is promised thee. Lay it
to thy heart, and farewell.'
Glamis chiliad fine art, and Cawdor; and shalt be
What thousand art promised: yet do I fright thy nature;
It is too full o' the milk of human kindness
To catch the nearest way: m wouldst be slap-up;
Art non without appetite, but without
The illness should attend it: what thou wouldst highly,
That wouldst thou holily; wouldst not play fake,
And nevertheless wouldst wrongly win: chiliad'ldst have, bang-up Glamis,
That which cries 'Thus g must do, if grand have it;
And that which rather yard dost fearfulness to practice
Than wishest should be undone.' Hie thee hither,
That I may pour my spirits in thine ear;
And chastise with the valour of my natural language
All that impedes thee from the golden round,
Which fate and metaphysical assistance doth seem
To take thee crown'd withal.
[Enter a Messenger]
What is your tidings?
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Messenger. The king comes hither to-dark.
Lady Macbeth. Thou'rt mad to say information technology:
Is not thy master with him? who, were't so,
Would accept inform'd for preparation.
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Messenger. So please you lot, information technology is true: our thane is coming:
One of my fellows had the speed of him,
Who, almost expressionless for jiff, had scarcely more
Than would make up his bulletin.
Lady Macbeth. Give him disposed;
He brings bang-up news.
[Exit Messenger]
The raven himself is hoarse
That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan
Under my battlements. Come up, you spirits
That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me hither,
And fill me from the crown to the toe height-full
Of direst cruelty! brand thick my blood;
Stop up the admission and passage to remorse,
That no compunctious visitings of nature
Shake my savage purpose, nor proceed peace betwixt
The event and information technology! Come up to my woman'south breasts,
And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers,
Wherever in your sightless substances
Y'all wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night,
And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell,
That my keen pocketknife run into not the wound information technology makes,
Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark,
To cry 'Hold, hold!'
[Enter MACBETH]
Great Glamis! worthy Cawdor!
Greater than both, by the all-hail futurity!
Thy messages take transported me beyond
This ignorant present, and I feel now
The future in the instant.
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Macbeth. My dearest love,
Duncan comes here to-nighttime.
Lady Macbeth. And when goes hence?
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Macbeth. To-morrow, equally he purposes.
Lady Macbeth. O, never
Shall sun that morrow come across!
Your face up, my thane, is every bit a book where men
May read strange matters. To betray the time,
Expect like the time; bear welcome in your eye,
Your hand, your tongue: expect similar the innocent blossom,
Only exist the serpent under't. He that'southward coming
Must be provided for: and you shall put
This nighttime's nifty business into my acceleration;
Which shall to all our nights and days to come up
Give solely sovereign sway and masterdom.
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Macbeth. Nosotros will speak further.
Lady Macbeth. But look upward clear;
To alter favour ever is to fright:
Leave all the rest to me.
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Duncan. See, see, our honour'd hostess!
The dear that follows us former is our trouble,
Which still we thank as love. Herein I teach you
How yous shall bid God 'ild us for your pains,
And thank us for your trouble.
Lady Macbeth. All our service
In every point twice done and then washed double
Were poor and single concern to argue
Against those honours deep and wide wherewith
Your majesty loads our house: for those of old,
And the late dignities heap'd up to them,
We rest your hermits.
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Duncan. Where's the thane of Cawdor?
We coursed him at the heels, and had a purpose
To be his purveyor: but he rides well;
And his bang-up love, sharp as his spur, hath holp him
To his home before us. Fair and noble hostess,
We are your guest to-night.
Lady Macbeth. Your servants ever
Have theirs, themselves and what is theirs, in compt,
To make their audit at your highness' pleasure,
Still to return your own.
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Macbeth. If it were done when 'tis done, and then 'twere well
It were done quickly: if the assassination
Could trammel up the outcome, and catch
With his surcease success; that but this accident
Might be the be-all and the cease-all here,
Just here, upon this bank and shoal of fourth dimension,
Nosotros'ld bound the life to come up. Only in these cases
We still have judgment here; that nosotros but teach
Bloody instructions, which, beingness taught, return
To plague the inventor: this even-handed justice
Commends the ingredients of our poison'd beaker
To our own lips. He'south hither in double trust;
First, as I am his kinsman and his subject,
Strong both against the deed; and so, as his host,
Who should against his murderer shut the door,
Non bear the knife myself. Besides, this Duncan
Hath borne his faculties then meek, hath been
Then clear in his great office, that his virtues
Volition plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, confronting
The deep damnation of his taking-off;
And pity, like a naked new-built-in babe,
Striding the blast, or heaven'south cherubim, horsed
Upon the sightless couriers of the air,
Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye,
That tears shall drown the wind. I have no spur
To prick the sides of my intent, but only
Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself
And falls on the other.
[Enter LADY MACBETH]
How now! what news?
Lady Macbeth. He has almost supp'd: why have you left the chamber?
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Macbeth. Hath he enquire'd for me?
Lady Macbeth. Know you not he has?
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Macbeth. We volition proceed no further in this business:
He hath laurels'd me of belatedly; and I accept bought
Aureate opinions from all sorts of people,
Which would be worn now in their newest gloss,
Non cast aside so shortly.
Lady Macbeth. Was the hope drunk
Wherein y'all dress'd yourself? hath it slept since?
And wakes information technology now, to await so green and stake
At what it did so freely? From this time
Such I business relationship thy honey. Art thou afeard
To be the same in thine own act and valour
Equally 1000 art in desire? Wouldst chiliad have that
Which thousand 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' the aphorism?
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Macbeth. Prithee, peace:
I cartel practice all that may become a homo;
Who dares practise more is none.
Lady Macbeth. What animal was't, so,
That made you lot break this enterprise to me?
When you lot durst do it, then you were a man;
And, to exist more what you lot were, you would
Be so much more the human being. Nor fourth dimension nor place
Did and so adhere, and yet yous would make both:
They have made themselves, and that their fettle now
Does unmake you lot. I have given suck, and know
How tender 'tis to beloved the babe that milks me:
I would, while it was smiling in my face,
Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums,
And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as yous
Have done to this.
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Macbeth. If we should neglect?
Lady Macbeth. We fail!
But spiral your courage to the sticking-identify,
And we'll not fail. When Duncan is comatose—
Whereto the rather shall his mean solar day's hard journeying
Soundly invite him—his two chamberlains
Will I with wine and wassail so convince
That memory, the warder of the encephalon,
Shall be a fume, and the receipt of reason
A limbeck only: when in swinish sleep
Their drenched natures prevarication every bit in a death,
What cannot you lot and I perform upon
The unguarded Duncan? what not put upon
His spongy officers, who shall deport the guilt
Of our not bad quell?
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Macbeth. Bring forth men-children simply;
For thy undaunted mettle should compose
Nothing only males. Will it not be received,
When we have marking'd with blood those sleepy ii
Of his ain sleeping room and used their very daggers,
That they have done't?
Lady Macbeth. Who dares receive information technology other,
Every bit we shall brand our griefs and clamour roar
Upon his death?
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(stage directions). [Enter LADY MACBETH]
Lady Macbeth. That which hath made them drunk hath made me bold;
What hath quench'd them hath given me fire.
Hark! Peace!
It was the owl that shriek'd, the fatal bellman,
Which gives the stern'st proficient-night. He is about it:
The doors are open up; and the surfeited grooms
Do mock their accuse with snores: I have drugg'd
their possets,
That death and nature do contend about them,
Whether they live or die.
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Macbeth. [Within] Who's there? what, ho!
Lady Macbeth. Alack, I am afraid they have awaked,
And 'tis not done. The attempt and not the human activity
Confounds us. Hark! I laid their daggers ready;
He could not miss 'em. Had he not resembled
My father equally he slept, I had washed't.
[Enter MACBETH]
My married man!
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Macbeth. I have done the deed. Didst thou not hear a dissonance?
Lady Macbeth. I heard the owl scream and the crickets weep.
Did not y'all speak?
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Macbeth. When?
Lady Macbeth. Now.
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Macbeth. As I descended?
Lady Macbeth. Ay.
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Macbeth. Hark!
Who lies i' the second chamber?
Lady Macbeth. Donalbain.
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(phase directions). [Looking on his easily]
Lady Macbeth. A foolish idea, to say a sorry sight.
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Macbeth. There'southward one did laugh in'south slumber, and one cried
'Murder!'
That they did wake each other: I stood and heard them:
But they did say their prayers, and address'd them
Again to slumber.
Lady Macbeth. At that place are two lodged together.
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Macbeth. Ane cried 'God bless us!' and 'Amen' the other;
Equally they had seen me with these hangman's easily.
Listening their fear, I could not say 'Amen,'
When they did say 'God bless u.s.!'
Lady Macbeth. Consider it not so deeply.
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Macbeth. Just wherefore could not I pronounce 'Amen'?
I had most demand of approving, and 'Amen'
Stuck in my pharynx.
Lady Macbeth. These deeds must not be thought
After these ways; so, it will make us mad.
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Macbeth. Methought I heard a voice weep 'Slumber no more!
Macbeth does murder sleep', the innocent slumber,
Slumber that knits upward the ravell'd sleeve of care,
The expiry of each twenty-four hour period'southward life, sore labour'southward bath,
Lotion of hurt minds, great nature's second course,
Chief nourisher in life'southward banquet,—
Lady Macbeth. What do you lot mean?
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Macbeth. Still information technology cried 'Sleep no more!' to all the firm:
'Glamis hath murder'd sleep, and therefore Cawdor
Shall sleep no more than; Macbeth shall sleep no more than.'
Lady Macbeth. Who was information technology that thus cried? Why, worthy thane,
Y'all practise unbend your noble strength, to think
And then brainsickly of things. Go get some h2o,
And wash this filthy witness from your mitt.
Why did you bring these daggers from the place?
They must lie in that location: go carry them; and smear
The sleepy grooms with blood.
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Macbeth. I'll go no more:
I am agape to think what I have done;
Wait on't again I dare not.
Lady Macbeth. Infirm of purpose!
Give me the daggers: the sleeping and the dead
Are simply as pictures: 'tis the center of childhood
That fears a painted devil. If he exercise bleed,
I'll gild the faces of the grooms nonetheless;
For it must seem their guilt.
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(stage directions). [Re-enter LADY MACBETH]
Lady Macbeth. My hands are of your color; but I shame
To wear a heart so white.
[Knocking within]
I hear a knocking
At the south entry: retire we to our sleeping room;
A fiddling water clears us of this deed:
How easy is information technology, so! Your continuance
Hath left y'all unattended.
[Knocking within]
Hark! more knocking.
Go on your nightgown, lest occasion call united states of america,
And show us to be watchers. Exist not lost
And then poorly in your thoughts.
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(stage directions). [Enter LADY MACBETH]
Lady Macbeth. What'south the business organisation,
That such a hideous trumpet calls to parley
The sleepers of the house? speak, speak!
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Macduff. O gentle lady,
'Tis not for y'all to hear what I can speak:
The repetition, in a adult female's ear,
Would murder as it fell.
[Enter BANQUO]
O Banquo, Banquo,
Our royal chief 's murder'd!
Lady Macbeth. Woe, alas!
What, in our business firm?
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Macbeth. Who can exist wise, amazed, temperate and furious,
Loyal and neutral, in a moment? No human being:
The expedition my tearing honey
Outrun the pauser, reason. Here lay Duncan,
His silver skin laced with his aureate blood;
And his gash'd stabs look'd similar a breach in nature
For ruin's wasteful entrance: there, the murderers,
Steep'd in the colours of their trade, their daggers
Unmannerly breech'd with gore: who could refrain,
That had a heart to love, and in that heart
Courage to make 's love known?
Lady Macbeth. Help me hence, ho!
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Macbeth. Hither'due south our chief invitee.
Lady Macbeth. If he had been forgotten,
It had been every bit a gap in our great feast,
And all-thing unbecoming.
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(stage directions). [Enter LADY MACBETH and a Servant]
Lady Macbeth. Is Banquo gone from court?
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Servant. Ay, madam, but returns again to-night.
Lady Macbeth. Say to the king, I would attend his leisure
For a few words.
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(phase directions). [Get out]
Lady Macbeth. Nought's had, all's spent,
Where our want is got without content:
'Tis safer to exist that which we destroy
Than by destruction dwell in doubtful joy.
[Enter MACBETH]
How now, my lord! why do you keep alone,
Of sorriest fancies your companions making,
Using those thoughts which should indeed accept died
With them they think on? Things without all remedy
Should be without regard: what's done is done.
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Macbeth. We have scotch'd the snake, not impale'd it:
She'll close and be herself, whilst our poor malice
Remains in danger of her sometime tooth.
But let the frame of things disjoint, both the
worlds suffer,
Ere nosotros will swallow our repast in fright and sleep
In the illness of these terrible dreams
That milk shake us nightly: ameliorate exist with the dead,
Whom we, to gain our peace, accept sent to peace,
Than on the torture of the mind to lie
In restless ecstasy. Duncan is in his grave;
Afterward life's fitful fever he sleeps well;
Treason has washed his worst: nor steel, nor poisonous substance,
Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing,
Tin touch him further.
Lady Macbeth. Come on;
Gentle my lord, sleek o'er your rugged looks;
Exist vivid and jovial among your guests to-nighttime.
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Macbeth. And so shall I, love; and and then, I pray, be yous:
Let your remembrance use to Banquo;
Present him eminence, both with eye and natural language:
Unsafe the while, that we
Must lave our honours in these flattering streams,
And brand our faces vizards to our hearts,
Disguising what they are.
Lady Macbeth. You must get out this.
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Macbeth. O, full of scorpions is my mind, dear married woman!
Thou know'st that Banquo, and his Fleance, lives.
Lady Macbeth. But in them nature's re-create'due south not eterne.
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Macbeth. At that place's comfort nevertheless; they are assailable;
And so be thou jocund: ere the bat hath flown
His curtilage'd flight, ere to black Hecate'southward summons
The shard-borne protrude with his drowsy hums
Hath rung dark'south yawning peal, there shall be done
A deed of dreadful note.
Lady Macbeth. What's to be washed?
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Macbeth. Ourself will mingle with society,
And play the humble host.
Our hostess keeps her state, but in best fourth dimension
We will require her welcome.
Lady Macbeth. Pronounce it for me, sir, to all our friends;
For my heart speaks they are welcome.
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(phase directions). [Exit Murderer]
Lady Macbeth. My imperial lord,
You do not give the cheer: the feast is sold
That is non oftentimes vouch'd, while 'tis a-making,
'Tis given with welcome: to feed were all-time at home;
From thence the sauce to meat is ceremony;
Meeting were bare without it.
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Ross. Gentlemen, rise: his highness is not well.
Lady Macbeth. Sit, worthy friends: my lord is often thus,
And hath been from his youth: pray you lot, keep seat;
The fit is momentary; upon a thought
He will over again be well: if much you note him,
Y'all shall offend him and extend his passion:
Feed, and regard him not. Are y'all a man?
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Macbeth. Ay, and a assuming one, that dare await on that
Which might appal the devil.
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. O, 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 practise you make such faces? When all's done,
Yous wait but on a stool.
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(phase directions). [GHOST OF BANQUO vanishes]
Lady Macbeth. What, quite unmann'd in folly?
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Macbeth. If I stand here, I saw him.
Lady Macbeth. Fie, for shame!
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Macbeth. Blood hath been shed ere now, i' the olden fourth dimension,
Ere human statute purged the gentle weal;
Ay, and since also, murders accept been perform'd
Too terrible for the ear: the times have been,
That, when the brains were out, the homo would die,
And there an end; but now they rise again,
With 20 mortal murders on their crowns,
And push the states from our stools: this is more foreign
Than such a murder is.
Lady Macbeth. My worthy lord,
Your noble friends do lack you.
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Macbeth. Avaunt! and quit my sight! let the world hide thee!
Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold;
Thou hast no speculation in those eyes
Which thou dost glare with!
Lady Macbeth. Recall 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 cartel, I dare:
Approach thou similar the rugged Russian behave,
The arm'd rhinoceros, or the 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 daughter. Hence, horrible shadow!
Unreal mockery, hence!
[GHOST OF BANQUO vanishes]
Why, so: beingness gone,
I am a homo again. Pray you, sit down still.
Lady Macbeth. You have displaced the mirth, broke the skilful meeting,
With most admired disorder.
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Ross. What sights, my lord?
Lady Macbeth. I pray you, speak not; he grows worse and worse;
Question enrages him. At in one case, skillful night:
Stand not upon the society of your going,
Just become at once.
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Lennox. Good night; and better wellness
Attend his majesty!
Lady Macbeth. A kind good nighttime to all!
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Macbeth. It volition have claret; they say, blood will have claret:
Stones accept been known to motility and trees to speak;
Augurs and understood relations take
By magot-pies and choughs and rooks brought forth
The secret'st man of claret. What is the nighttime?
Lady Macbeth. Almost at odds with morning, which is which.
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Macbeth. How say'st thou, that Macduff denies his person
At our cracking bidding?
Lady Macbeth. Did you lot send to him, sir?
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Macbeth. I hear it by the way; but I volition ship:
There'south not a one of them but in his house
I keep a servant fee'd. I will to-morrow,
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 ain practiced,
All causes shall give way: I am in claret
Stepp'd in so far that, should I wade no more,
Returning were every bit tiresome as get o'er:
Strange things I have in caput, that will to hand;
Which must exist acted ere they may be scann'd.
Lady Macbeth. You lack the season of all natures, sleep.
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Gentlewoman. It is an accustomed activity with her, to seem thus
washing her hands: I have known her go along in
this a quarter of an hour.
Lady Macbeth. Nonetheless here's a spot.
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Doctor. Hark! she speaks: I will prepare down what comes from
her, to satisfy my remembrance the more than strongly.
Lady Macbeth. Out, damned spot! out, I say!—1: two: why,
then, 'tis time to do't.—Hell is murky!—Fie, my
lord, fie! a soldier, and afeard? What demand we
fright who knows it, when none tin call our power to
account?—Nonetheless who would have thought the former man
to take had so much blood in him.
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Doctor. Do you mark that?
Lady Macbeth. The thane of Fife had a wife: where is she now?—
What, will these hands ne'er be clean?—No more o'
that, my lord, no more than o' that: y'all mar all with
this starting.
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Gentlewoman. She has spoke what she should not, I am sure of
that: heaven knows what she has known.
Lady Macbeth. Here's the olfactory property of the claret still: all the
perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little
paw. Oh, oh, oh!
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Doctor. This disease is beyond my practise: withal I have known
those which have walked in their slumber who have died
holily in their beds.
Lady Macbeth. Wash your hands, put on your nightgown; look not so
pale.—I tell you lot yet again, Banquo's buried; he
cannot come out on'due south grave.
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Dr.. Nonetheless?
Lady Macbeth. To bed, to bed! in that location'south knocking at the gate:
come, come, come, come up, requite me your paw. What's
done cannot be undone.—To bed, to bed, to bed!
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