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Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires:
The raven himself is hoarse That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan Under my battlements. Come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here; 45 And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full Of direst cruelty! make thick my blood, Stop up th’ access and passage to remorse, That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between 50 Th’ effect and it! Come to my woman’s breasts, And take my milk for gall, your murdering ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature’s mischief!
look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under’t.
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 you Have done to this.
But screw your courage to the sticking-place, And we’ll not fail.
Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand?
have drugg’d their possets, 80 That death and nature do contend about them, Whether they live or die.
Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had liv’d a blessèd time; for, from this instant, There’s nothing serious in mortality: 265 All is but toys: renown and grace is dead; The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of.
It is concluded:—Banquo, thy soul’s flight, If it find heaven, must find it out to-night.
The power of man, for none of woman born Shall harm Macbeth.
you get fucked by a c section baby
[Stabbing him.] What, you egg!
Be this the whetstone of your sword: Let grief Convert to anger; blunt not the heart, enrage it.
Out, damned spot! out, I say!— One; two; why, then ’tis time to do’t.—Hell
Yet who 35 would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him?
What, will these hands ne’er be clean?—No
Out, out, brief candle! Life’s but a walking shadow; a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no more: it is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, 30 Signifying nothing.
