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Come , thick Night , And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of Hell , That my keen knife see not the wound it makes , Nor Heaven peep through the blanket of the dark , To cry Hold , hold ! 40 50 ACT I Sc . V 60 Enter MACBETH . Great.
Come , thick Night , And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of Hell , That my keen knife see not the wound it makes , Nor Heaven peep through the blanket of the dark , To cry Hold , hold ! 40 50 ACT I Sc . V 60 Enter MACBETH . Great.
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Why do we hold our tongues , That most may claim this argument for our's ? Don . [ aside to MALCOLM . ] What should be spoken Here , where our fate , hid in an auger - hole , May rush and seize us ? Let ' s away : our tears Are not yet ...
Why do we hold our tongues , That most may claim this argument for our's ? Don . [ aside to MALCOLM . ] What should be spoken Here , where our fate , hid in an auger - hole , May rush and seize us ? Let ' s away : our tears Are not yet ...
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The son of Duncan , From whom this tyrant holds the due of birth , Lives in the English Court ; and is receiv'd Of the most pious Edward ... And that well might Advise him to a caution , to hold what distance His wisdom can provide .
The son of Duncan , From whom this tyrant holds the due of birth , Lives in the English Court ; and is receiv'd Of the most pious Edward ... And that well might Advise him to a caution , to hold what distance His wisdom can provide .
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ACT IV Sc Attendants Banquo bear Birnam blood born Bring Castle comes dare dead death deed Doct Doctor DONALBAIN double Duncan Dunsinane England Enter MACBETH exeunt exit face father fear fight Fleance friends GENT Give grace hand hath head hear heart Heaven hence Highness hold honour hope hour keep King Knocking known LADY LADY MACBETH leave LENNOX light live look Lord MACB MacD Macduff MALCOLM meet mind Murder nature never night noble once Palace peace poor pray reason Ross SCENE Scotland Servant shew sight SIWARD sleep Soldiers speak stand strange sword tell Thane Thane of Cawdor thanks thee There's things THIRD WITCH thou thought tongue trouble truth tyrant VIII What's wife WITCH Wood worthy МАСв