The Plays of Shakespeare: Macbeth |
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You seem to understand By each at once her chappy finger laying [ me , Upon
her skinny lips : you should be women , And yet your beards forbid me to interpret
That you are so . МАСв . Speak , if you can : what are you ? FIRST WITCH .
You seem to understand By each at once her chappy finger laying [ me , Upon
her skinny lips : you should be women , And yet your beards forbid me to interpret
That you are so . МАСв . Speak , if you can : what are you ? FIRST WITCH .
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What sights , my lord ? LADY M. 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 . LEN . Good night ; and better health Attend his
majesty !
What sights , my lord ? LADY M. 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 . LEN . Good night ; and better health Attend his
majesty !
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I'll send my prayers with him . [ Exeunt . ACT THE FOURTH . SCENE I. A cavern .
In the middle , a boiling cauldron . Thunder . Enter the three Witches . FIRST
WITCH . Thrice the brinded cat hath mew'd . Sec . Witch . Thrice and once the
hedge ...
I'll send my prayers with him . [ Exeunt . ACT THE FOURTH . SCENE I. A cavern .
In the middle , a boiling cauldron . Thunder . Enter the three Witches . FIRST
WITCH . Thrice the brinded cat hath mew'd . Sec . Witch . Thrice and once the
hedge ...
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... my leave at once . [ Exit . L , MACD . Sirrah , your father's dead : And what will
you do now ? How will you live ? Son . As birds do , mother . L. Macd . What , with
worms and flies ? Son . With what I get , I mean ; and so do they . L. Macd .
... my leave at once . [ Exit . L , MACD . Sirrah , your father's dead : And what will
you do now ? How will you live ? Son . As birds do , mother . L. Macd . What , with
worms and flies ? Son . With what I get , I mean ; and so do they . L. Macd .
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This tyrant , whose sole name blisters our tongues , Was once thought honest :
you have loved him well : He hath not touch'd you yet . I am young ; but
something may deserve of him through me , and wisdom To offer up a weak poor
innocent ...
This tyrant , whose sole name blisters our tongues , Was once thought honest :
you have loved him well : He hath not touch'd you yet . I am young ; but
something may deserve of him through me , and wisdom To offer up a weak poor
innocent ...
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Attendants Banquo bear Birnam blood born castle comes dare dead death deed desire Doct Doctor Duncan Dunsinane Enter MACBETH Exeunt Exit eyes face father fear fight Fleance friends further GENT Give given grace hand Hang hath head hear heard heart heaven highness hold Holinshed honour hope hour keep king Knocking LADY MACBETH leave LENNOX light live look lord MACB Macd Macduff Malcolm means meet mind murder nature never night noble once peace play poor pray Ross SCENE Scotland Servant shake Shakespeare sight SIWARD sleep Soldiers speak speech stand strange sword tell thane of Cawdor thanks thee There's things THIRD WITCH thou thought tongue trouble What's wife WITCH woman wood worthy МАСв