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- I think not of them: Yet, when we can entreat an hour to serve, We would spend it in some words upon that buisness, If you would grant the time
- I dreamt last night of the three weird sisters: To you they have showed some truth
- Act 2.1.
- Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee
- Act 2.1.
- I have done the deed. Didst thou not hear a noise?
- Act 2.2
- My husband!
- My hands are of your colour; but I shame To wear a heart so white.
- Act 2.2
- O Banquo! Banquo! Our royal master's murdered!
- Act 2.3
- Woe! Alas!What, in our house?
- They were suborned. Malcom and Donalbain, the kings two sons, Are stol'n and fled, which puts upon them. Suspicion of the deed.
- Act 2.4
- Gainst nature still! Thriftless ambition that wilt ravin up. Thine own lifes means! Then tis most like the sovereignty will fall upon Macbeth
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