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  • pronounce it for me, sir, to all our friends, for my heart speaks they are welcome
  • see, they encounter thee with their hearts thanks. Both sides are even - here ill sit I the midst . Be large in mirth; anon well drink a measure the table round. There's blood on thy face
  • What man dare, I dare: Approach thou like the rugged Russian bear,The armed rhinoceros, or the Hyrcan tiger;Take any shape but that, and my firm nervesShall never tremble — or be alive again,And dare me to the desert with thy sword.If trembling I inhabit, then protest meThe baby of a girl. Hence, horrible shadow.Unreal mockery, hence.Why, so, being gone,I am a man again. Pray you, sit still
  • sit, worthy friends. My lord is often thus, And hath been from his youth. Pray you, keep seat. The fit is momentary; upon a thought He will again be well. if much you note him, you shall offend him and extend his passion Feed, and regard him not Are you a Man ?
  • Ay, and a bold one, that dare look on that witch might appeal the devil
  • o proper stuff. This is the very painting of your fear this is the air drawn dagger which you said Led you to Duncan. O these flaws and starts imposters to true fear would well become a woman's story at a winters fire Authorized by her grandam. Shame itself. Why do you make such faces? When all's done, You look but on a stool.
  • Prithee, see there, behold, look, lo, how say you?Why, what care I if thou canst nod, speak too.If charnel-houses and our graves must sendThose that we bury back, our monumentsShall be the maws of kites.
  • Avant and quit my sight; let the earth hide thee.Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold,Thou hast no speculation in those eyesWhich thou dost glare with.
  • Think of this, good peers,But as a thing of custom; 'tis no otherOnly it spoils the pleasure of the time.
  • You have displaced the mirth, broke the good meeting, With most admired disorder.
  • you lack the season of all natures sleep
  • Come, we'll to sleep. My strange and self-abuseIs the initiate fear that wants hard use.We are yet but young in deed.
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