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  • Till that Bellona’s bridegroom, lapp’d in proof, Confronted him with self-comparisons, Point against point rebellious, arm ‘gainst arm. Curbing his lavish spirit: and, to conclude, The victory fell on us(1.2.54-58)
  • All hail, Macbeth? Hail to thee, thane of Glamis! All hail, Macbeth, hail to thee, thane of Cawdor! All hail, Macbeth, thou shalt be king hereafter!(1.3.149-151)
  • Thanks for your pains.(1.3.119)
  • And, for an earnest of a greater honour, He bade me, from him, call thee thane of Cawdor: In which addition, hail, most worth, thane! For it is thine (1.3.105-108)
  • And live a coward in thine own esteem, Letting ‘I dare not’ wait upon ‘I would,' Like the poor cat i’ the adage(1.7.42-45a)
  • Prithee, peace. I dare do all that may become a man; Who dares do more is none.(1.7.45b-47)
  • You do unbend your noble strength, to think So brain-sickly of things(2.2.44-45)
  • Methought I heard a voice cry 'Sleep no more; Macbeth does murder sleep' — the innocent sleep, Sleep that knits up the ravelled sleeve of care, The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath(2.2.34-37)
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