The Plays of Shakespeare: Macbeth |
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There , when King Edward , Gloucester , and Clarence have stabbed Margaret of
Anjou's son before her eyes , she says :' You have no children , butchers ! if you
had , The thought of them would have stirr'd up remorse . ' Many interpreters ...
There , when King Edward , Gloucester , and Clarence have stabbed Margaret of
Anjou's son before her eyes , she says :' You have no children , butchers ! if you
had , The thought of them would have stirr'd up remorse . ' Many interpreters ...
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... fears Are less than horrible imaginings : My thought , whose murder yet is but
fantastical , : my Shakes so my single state of man that TL MACBETH . sc . 11. )
... fears Are less than horrible imaginings : My thought , whose murder yet is but
fantastical , : my Shakes so my single state of man that TL MACBETH . sc . 11. )
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This have I thought good to deliver thee , my dearest partner of greatness , that
thou mightst ' not lose the dues of rejoicing , by being ignorant of what greatness
is promised thee . Lay it to thy heart , and farewell . Glamis thou art , and Cawdor
...
This have I thought good to deliver thee , my dearest partner of greatness , that
thou mightst ' not lose the dues of rejoicing , by being ignorant of what greatness
is promised thee . Lay it to thy heart , and farewell . Glamis thou art , and Cawdor
...
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Come , you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts , unsex me here , And fill me from
the crown to the toe top - full Of direst cruelty ! make thick my blood ; the access
and passage to remorse , That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell
...
Come , you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts , unsex me here , And fill me from
the crown to the toe top - full Of direst cruelty ! make thick my blood ; the access
and passage to remorse , That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell
...
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A heavy summons lies like lead upon me , And yet I would not sleep : merciful
powers , Restrain in me the cursed thoughts that nature Gives way to in repose !
Enter MACBETH , and a Servant with a torch . Give me my sword . Who's there ?
A heavy summons lies like lead upon me , And yet I would not sleep : merciful
powers , Restrain in me the cursed thoughts that nature Gives way to in repose !
Enter MACBETH , and a Servant with a torch . Give me my sword . Who's there ?
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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