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Macbeth is riding horse toward his caste Inverness
While Lady Macbeth is reading Macbeth's letter, she fears his kind nature
Hie thee thither, that I may pour my spirits in thine ear, and chastise with the valor of my tongue, all that impedes thee from the golden round.
Ma'am, The King comes tonight, our thane is coming.
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, and fill me from the crown to the toe top-full of direst cruelty!
O,never shall sun that morrow see! Look like th' innocent flower, but be the serpent under 't. Macbeth: We will speak further.
Only look up clear. To alter favor is to fear. Leave all the rest to me.
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