Act 2 Scene 2
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- That which hath made them drunk hath made me bold.What hath quenched them hath given me fire.
- I hath done the deed. DIdst thou not hear a noise?
- I heard the owl scream and the crickets cry. Did not you speak?
- I'll go no more. I am afraid to think what i have done. Look on't again I dare not.
- Who was it that thus cried? Why, worthy thane you do unbend your noble strength to think so brainsickly of things. Go get some water and wash this filthy witness from your hand. - Why did you bring these daggers from the place? They must lie there. Go carry them and smear the sleepy grooms with blood.
- How is't with me when every noise appalls me? What hands are here! HA, they pluck out mine eyes. Will all great Neptune's oceans wash this blood clean from my hand? No , this my hand will rather The multitudinous seas incarnadine, Making the green
- My hands are of your color, but I shame to wear a heart so white.
- *KNOCK*
- I hear a knocking at the south entry. Retire we to our chamber. A little water clears us of this deed. How easy is it, then ! Your constancy hath left you unattended
- *KNOCK*
- Hark, more knocking get on your nightgown, lest occasion call us and show us to be watchers, Be not lost so poorly in your thoughts.
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