Avaunt and quit my sight; let the earth hide thee. Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold, Thou hast no speculation in those eyes Which thou dost glare with.
Avaunt and quit my sight; let the earth hide thee. Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold, Thou hast no speculation in those eyes Which thou dost glare with.
Think of this, good peers, But as a thing of custom; 'tis no other Only it spoils the pleasure of the time.
What man dare, I dare: Approach thou like the rugged Russian bear,The armed rhinoceros, or the Hyrcan tiger; Take any shape but that, and my firm nerves Shall never tremble — or be alive again, And dare me to the desert with thy sword.If trembling I inhabit, then protest me. The baby of a girl. Hence, horrible shadow.Unreal mockery, hence.[Ghost of Banquo vanishes Why, so,being gone, I am a man again. Pray you, sit still.
I drink to the general joy of the whole table, and to our good friend Banquo, who is not present. Would he were here! To all and to him we lack, and health to everyone!
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