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LADY MACBETH . Alack ! I am afraid they have awak'd , And ' tis not done ; the attempt and not the deed Confounds us . Hark ! I laid their daggers ready ; He could not miss them . Had he not resembled My father as he slept I had done ...
LADY MACBETH . Alack ! I am afraid they have awak'd , And ' tis not done ; the attempt and not the deed Confounds us . Hark ! I laid their daggers ready ; He could not miss them . Had he not resembled My father as he slept I had done ...
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LADY MACBETH . Consider it not so deeply . MACBETH . But wherefore could not I pronounce ' Amen ' ? I had most need of blessing , and ' Amen ' Stuck in my throat . LADY MACBETH . These deeds must not be thought After these ways ...
LADY MACBETH . Consider it not so deeply . MACBETH . But wherefore could not I pronounce ' Amen ' ? I had most need of blessing , and ' Amen ' Stuck in my throat . LADY MACBETH . These deeds must not be thought After these ways ...
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God's help ! my lady fair the conjurer plays This very night : good angels her deceive ! But let me laugh awhile , I've mickle time to grieve . ' Feebly she laugheth in the languid moon , While Porphyro upon her face doth look ...
God's help ! my lady fair the conjurer plays This very night : good angels her deceive ! But let me laugh awhile , I've mickle time to grieve . ' Feebly she laugheth in the languid moon , While Porphyro upon her face doth look ...
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Adams beauty birds breath bright bring cold dark dead dear death deep delight doth dream earth English eyes face fair fall father fear field flowers follow give green hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart Heaven human king LADY land learning leave less light live look lord MACBETH mind moon morn move nature never night once pass Persian play pleasure poem poet poetry prose rest rich rose round Rustum sand seems seen sense side sight sing sleep Sohrab song soon soul speak spirit stand stood stream sweet sword tears tell thee thine things thou thou art thought took Trulliber verse voice wife wind wings written young youth