Act 2 Scene 1
Storyboard Tekst
- How goes the night, boy
- the moon is down; I have not heard the clock
- a friend
- Give me my swordWho's there
- If you shall cleave to my consent, when 'tis, It shall make honour of you
- So I lose none, In seeking to augment it, but still keep My bosom franchis'd and allegiance clear, I shall be counsell'd
- Is this a dagger which I see before me. The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee
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- Thy very stones prate of my whereabout, and take the present horror from the time
- 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 hell
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