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- If you shall cleave to my consent, when ’tis,It shall make honor for you.
- So I lose none In seeking to augment it, but still keep my bosom franchised and allegiance clear, I shall be counselled.
- Go bid thy mistress, when my drink is ready,She strike upon the bell. Get thee to bed.
- I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight Or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressèd brain? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw.
- I can still see you, and you look as real as this other dagger that I’m pulling out now. I You’re leading me toward the place I was going already, and I was planning to use a weapon just like you.
- Pale Hecate’s offerings, and withered murder, The curtained sleep. Witchcraft celebrates Nature seems dead, and wickedreams about, Thus to mine eyes. Now o'er the one half-world It is the bloody business which informs there’s no such thing.
- That summons thee to heaven or to hell.Hear it not, Duncan, for it is a knell I go, and it is done. The bell invites me.
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