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Clips from Macbeth

"When in swinish sleep their drenched natures lie as in a death..."
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"...what cannot you and I perform upon the unguarded Duncan?"
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"Bring forth men-children only..."
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"... for thy undaunted mettle should compose nothing but males."
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"How goes the night?"
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"The moon is down. I have not heard the clock."
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"- She goes down at 12. - I take it 'tis later, sir."
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"Take my sword."
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"There's husbandry in heaven."
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"Their candles are all out."
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"Take thee that too."
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"A heavy summons lies like lead upon me, and yet I would not sleep."
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"Merciful powers, restrain the thoughts that nature gives way to in repose."
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"Who's there?"
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"A friend."
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"What, sir, not yet at rest? The king's abed."
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"He hath been in unusual pleasure..."
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"...and sent great largess to your offices."
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"Being unprepared, our will became the servant to defect. All's well."
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"I dreamt last night of the three weird sisters."
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"- To you they have showed some truth. - I think not of them."
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"Yet, when we can entreat an hour to serve..."
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"...we would spend it in words upon that business if you'd grant the time."
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"At your kindest leisure."
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"It shall make honour for you."
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"So I lose none in seeking to augment it. I shall be counselled."
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"Good repose the while."
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"Thanks, sir. The like to you."
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"Is this a dagger which I see before me..."
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"... the handle toward my hand?"
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"Come..."
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"...let me clutch thee."
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"I have thee not, and yet I see thee still."
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"Art thou not, fatal vision..."
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"...sensible to feeling as to sight?"
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"Or art thou but a dagger of the mind..."
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"...a false creation, proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?"
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"I see thee yet..."
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"...in form as palpable as this which now I draw."
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"Thou marshal'st me the way that I was going."
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"And such an instrument I was to use."
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"Mine eyes are made the fools of the other senses..."
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"...or else worth all the rest."
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"I see thee still!"
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"And on thy blade and dudgeon, gouts of blood..."
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"...which was not so before."
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"There's no such thing."
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"It is the bloody business which informs thus to mine eyes."
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"Now o'er the one half-world nature seems dead..."
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"... and withered murder, alarmed by his sentinel, the wolf..."
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"... whose howl's his watch."
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"Thus with his stealthy pace, with Tarquin's ravishing strides..."
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"... towards his design moves like a ghost."
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"Thou sure and firm-set earth..."
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"... hear not my steps, which way they walk..."
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"... for fear the very stones prate of my whereabouts."
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"Hear it not, Duncan..."
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"... for it is a knell that summons thee to heaven..."
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"... or to hell."
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"I'm afraid they have awaked, and 'tis not done."
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"The attempt and not the deed confounds us."
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"Hark!"
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"Peace! It was the owl that shrieked..."
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"... the fatal bellman, which gives the sternest good night."
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"My husband?"
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"I have done the deed."
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"Didst thou not hear a noise?"
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"I heard the owl and the crickets."
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"- Did not you speak? Now. - As I descended?"
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"- Ay. - Hark!"
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"- Who lies in the second chamber? - Donalbain."
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"This is a sorry sight. A foolish thought, to say a sorry sight."
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"Methought I heard a voice cry, "Sleep no more."
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"Macbeth does murder sleep.""
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"The innocent sleep, sleep that knits up the ravelled sleave of care."
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"The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, balm of hurt minds."
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"Nature's second course, chief nourisher in life's feast."
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"Still it cried to all the house, "Glamis hath murdered sleep..."
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"...and Cawdor shall sleep no more. Macbeth shall sleep no more!""
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"Who was it that thus cried?"
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"These deeds must not be thought after these ways so..."
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"...it will make us mad."
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"Get some water, and wash this filthy witness from your hands."
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"Why did you bring these daggers from the place?"
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"They must lie there."
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"I'll go no more."
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"I am afraid of what I have done. Look on it again I dare not."
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"Infirm of purpose!"
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"Give me the daggers."
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"If he do bleed..."
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"...l'll gild the faces of the grooms withal..."
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"...for it must seem their guilt."
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"Whence is that knocking?"
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"How is it with me, when every noise appals me?"
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"What hands are here? They pluck out mine eyes!"
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"Will great Neptune's ocean wash this blood clean from my hand?"
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"No, this my hand will rather..."
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"...the multitudinous seas incarnadine..."
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"...making the green one red."
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"My hands are of your colour..."
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"...but I scorn to wear a heart so white."
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"A little water clears us of this deed."
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"How easy is it, then!"
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"Retire we to our chamber."
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"Get on your nightgown, lest occasion show us to be watchers."
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"Be not lost so poorly in your thoughts."
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"To know my deed, 'twere best not know myself."
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"Wake Duncan with thy knocking!"
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"I would thou couldst."
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"Here's a knocking indeed!"
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"If a man were porter of hell gate, he'd have less turning the key."
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"Who's there, in the name of Beelzebub?"
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"Knock, knock. Who's there, in the other devil's name?"
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"Knock, knock. Never at quiet. What are you?"
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"One that goes the primrose way to the everlasting bonfire?"
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"I'll devil-porter it no further."
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"This place is too cold for hell."
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"Anon, anon!"
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"Was it so late ere you went to bed, that you lie so late?"
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"We were carousing till the second cock..."
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