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Let your highness command upon me, to which my duties Are with a most indissoluble tie forever knit
Here’s our chief guest- tonight we hold a solemn supper, sir, and I’ll request your presence
If he had been forgotten it has been as a gap in our great feast, and all thing becoming
It is true my lord- we are resolved my lord
Both of You know Banquo is your enemy- so he is mine such a bloody existence- yet I must not for certain friends for his and mine
naughts had, alls spent , where our desire is spent without content, ‘it’s safer to be tat which we destroy
Oh full of scorpions is my mind dear wife, Thou knowst that Banquo and his Fleance lives
Well let’s away and say how much is done
There’s but one down, the son is fled
We have lost our best half of our affair
My lord, his throat is cut. That I did for him - Most royal sir, Fleance escaped
Thou art the best o’ th’ cutthroats: yet he’s good that did the like for Fleance
You lack the seasons of all nature, sleep
Come we’ll to sleep. My strange and self-abuse is the initiate that want hard use. We are yet But young in deed