Macbeth
Updated: 12/10/2019
Macbeth
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  • Of all men else I have avoided thee.But get thee back. My soul is too much chargedWith blood of thine already.
  • I have no words.My voice is in my sword. Thou bloodier villainThan terms can give thee out
  • Thou losest labor.As easy mayst thou the intrenchant airWith thy keen sword impress as make me bleed.Let fall thy blade on vulnerable crests;I bear a charmèd life, which must not yieldTo one of woman born.
  • Despair thy charm,And let the angel whom thou still hast servedTell thee, Macduff was from his mother’s wombUntimely ripped.
  • Accursèd be that tongue that tells me so,For it hath cowed my better part of man!And be these juggling fiends no more believed,That palter with us in a double sense,That keep the word of promise to our ear,And break it to our hope. I’ll not fight with thee.
  • Then yield thee, coward,And live to be the show and gaze o' th' time.We’ll have thee, as our rarer monsters are,Painted on a pole, and underwrit,“Here may you see the tyrant.”
  • I will not yield,To kiss the ground before young Malcolm’s feet,And to be baited with the rabble’s curse.Though Birnam Wood be come to Dunsinane,And thou opposed, being of no woman born,Yet I will try the last. Before my bodyI throw my warlike shield. Lay on, Macduff,And damned be him that first cries, “Hold, enough!”
  • Accursèd be that tongue that tells me so,For it hath cowed my better part of man!And be these juggling fiends no more believed,That palter with us in a double sense,That keep the word of promise to our ear,And break it to our hope. I’ll not fight with thee.
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