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the wound it makes,

nor heaven peep

through the blanket of the dark

to cry, "Hold, hold!"

Hie thee hither

that I may pour my spirits in thine ear

and chastise

with the valour of my tongue

all that impedes thee

from the golden round.

Thy letters have transported me

beyond this ignorant present

and I feel now

the future in the instant.

My dearest love,

Duncan comes here tonight.

And when goes hence?

Tomorrow, as he purposes.

O never shall sun that morrow see!

Glamis thou art, and Cawdor,

and shalt be what thou art promised.

Yet I do fear thy nature.

It is too full o' the milk

of human kindness

to catch the nearest way.

Thou wouldst be great.

Art not without ambition

but without the illness should attend it.

To beguile the time,

look like the time.

Bear welcome in your eye,

your hand, your tongue.

Look like the innocent flower

but be the serpent under't.

He that's coming must be provided for

and you shall put this night's

great business into my dispatch

which shall,

to all our nights and days to come,

give solely sovereign

sway and masterdom.

We will speak further.

All our service, in every point

twice done and then done double.

Give me your hand.

Conduct me to mine host.

We love him highly and shall continue

our graces towards him.

By your leave, hostess.

(Children singing in Gaelic)

(Duncan) My plenteous...

(Chatter and laughter)

Up!

Up!

(Chatter dies down)

My plenteous joys,

wanton in fulness,

seek to hide themselves

in drops of sorrow.

Sons,

kinsmen,

thanes,

and you whose places

are the nearest,

know that we will establish our estate

upon our eldest, Malcolm,

whom we name hereafter

the Prince of Cumberland.

(Macbeth) 'The Prince of Cumberland.

'That is a step on which I must fall down,

or else o'erleap,

'for in my way it lies.'

If it were done when 'tis done,

then 'twere well

it were done quickly.

If the assassination

could trammel up the consequence

and catch with his surcease success,

that but this blow might be

the be-all and end-all here.

But here upon this bank

and shoal of time

we'd jump the life to come.

(Duncan) Does anybody know

what this is?

(Macbeth) But in these cases

we still have judgement here.

That we but teach bloody instructions

which return to plague the inventor.

This even-handed justice commends

the ingredience of our poisoned chalice

to our own lips.

He's here in double trust.

First, as I am

his kinsman and his subject,

strong both against the deed.

Then, as his host, who should

against his murderer shut the door,

not bear the knife myself.

Besides, this Duncan

hath borne his faculties so meek,

hath been so clear in his great office,

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