Macbeth
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- I see you still, and you look as real as the dagger I'm drawing now. You beckon me to go where I was going already, where I was to use an instrument just like you. Either my eyes are now the fools of my other senses, or else they're greater than all the rest.
- “I see thee still / And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood / Which was not so before” (2.1.45-47).
- “There’s no such thing / It is the bloody business which informs / Thus to mine eyes. Now o'er the one half-world / Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse / The curtained sleep. Witchcraft celebrates / Pale Hecate’s offerings, and withered murder, / Alarumed by his sentinel, the wolf, / Whose howl’s his watch, thus with his stealthy pace / With Tarquin’s ravishing strides, towards his design / Moves like a ghost” (2.1.47-56).
- “Thou sure and firm-set earth / Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear / Thy very stones prate of my whereabout, / And take the present horror from the time / Which now suits with it” (2.1.56-60).
- “Whiles I threat, he lives / Words to the heat of deeds too cold breath gives” (2.1.60-61).
- KLAN
- KLAN
- KLAN
- “I go, and it is done. The bell invites me / Hear it not, Duncan, for it is a knell / that summons thee to heaven or to hell” (2.1.62-64).
- Fateful apparition, isn't it possible to touch you as well as see you? Or are you nothing more than a dagger of the mind, a hallucination from my fevered brain?
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