I do forget. Do not muse at me, my most worthy freinds; I have a strange infirmity, which is nothing to those that know me. Come, love and health to all; then I'll sit down Give me some wine, fill full.I drink to the general joy o' the whole table,And to our dear friend Banquo, whom we miss.Would he were here. To all, and him, we thirst,And all to all.
Our duties, and the pledge.
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It will have blood. They say, blood will have blood. Stones have been known to move, and trees to speak; Augurs and understood relations have By maggot-pies and choughs and rooks brought forth The secret'st man of blood. What is the night?
Almost at odds with morning, which is which.
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Did you send to him, sir?
I hear it by the way; but I will send.There's not a one of them, but in his houseI keep a servant fee’d. I will tomorrow —And betimes I will — to the weird sisters.More shall they speak for now I am bent to knowBy the worst means, the worst. For mine own good,All causes shall give way. I am in blood,Stepped in so far that should I wade no more,Returning were as tedious as go o'er.Strange things I have in head that will to hand,Which must be acted ere they may be scanned.