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ACT 5 : SCENE 5 Dunsinane. Within the castle.
Enter MACBETH, SEYTON, and SOLDIERS,with drum and colors
I have almost forgot the taste of fears; The time has been, my senses would have cool'd To ear a night-shriek; and my fell of hair Would at a dismal treatise rouse and stir As life were in't: ...
Here let them lie Till famine and the ague eat them up: were they not forced with those that should be ours, we might have met them dareful, beard to beard, and beat them backward home.
A cry within of women
It is the cry of women, my good lord.
What is that noise?
I have supp'd full with horrors; Direness, familiar to my slaughterous thoughts Cannot once start me.
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