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As this which now I draw.

Thou marshal'st me the way that I was going;
And such an instrument I was to use.

Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses,
Or else worth all the rest: I see thee still;
And on thy blade, and dudgeon, gouts of blood,
Which was not so before. There's no such thing:
It is the bloody business, which informs

Thus to mine eyes.-Now o'er the one half world
Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse
The curtain'd sleep; now witchcraft celebrates
Pale Hecate's offerings; and wither'd murder,
Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf,

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Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace,
With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design
Moves like a ghost.-Thou sure and firm-set earth,
Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear
Thy very stones prate of my where-about,
And take the present horror from the time,
Which now suits with it.While I threat, he lives.
Words to the heat of deeds too cold breath gives.
[A Bell rings.

I go, and it is done; the bell invites me.
Hear it not, Duncan; for it is a knell
That summons thee to heaven, or to hell.

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[Exit.

SCENE

SCENE II.

Enter Lady MACBETH.

Lady. That which hath made them drunk, hath made me bold;

What hath quench'd them, hath given me fire :——Peace!

Hank

It was the owl that shriek'd, the fatal bell-man,
Which gives the stern'st good-night. He is about it:
The doors are open; and the surfeited grooms
Do mock their charge with snores: I have drugg'd
their possets

That death and nature do contend about them,

Whether they live, or die.

Mac. [Within.] Who's there?what, ho! 80 Lady. Alack! I am afraid they have awak'd, And 'tis not done :-the attempt, and not the deed, Confounds us:Hark! laid their daggers ready, He could not miss them.-Had he not resembled My father as he slept, I had don't. My husband?

Enter MACBETH.

Mac. I have done the deed :-Didst thou not hear a noise?

Lady. I heard the owl scream, and the crickets cry. Did not you speak!

Mac. When?

Lady. Now.

Mac. As I descended?

Lady. Ay.

D

Mac.

Mac. Hark!-Who lies i' the second chamber?

Lady. Donalbain.

Mac. This is a sorry sight.

[Looking on his hands.

Lady. A foolish thought, to say a sorry sight.

Mac. There's one did laugh in his sleep, and one cry'd, murder!

That they did wake each other; I stood and heard them:

But they did say their prayers, and address'd them Again to sleep.

Lady. There are two lodg'd together.

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Mac. One cry'd, God bless us! and, Amen, the

other;

As they had seen me, with these hangman's hands,
Listening their fear. I could not say, amen,
When they did say, God bless us.

Lady. Consider it not so deeply.

Mac. But wherefore could not I pronounce, amen? I had most need of blessing, and amen Stuck in

my throat.

Lady. These deeds must not be thought

After these ways; so, it will make us mad.

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Mac. Methought, I heard a voice cry, Sleep no more! Macbeth does murder sleep, the innocent sleep; Sleep, that knits up the ravell'd sleave of care, The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast ;

Lady. What do you mean?

Mac. Still it cry'd, Sleep no more! to all the house:

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