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"Fair is foul, and foul is fair...fog and filthy air" |
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witches |
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"no more that Thane of Cawdor shall decieve" |
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duncan |
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"what he hath lost noble Macbeth hath won" |
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duncan |
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so foul and fair a day..not seen |
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macbeth |
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if you can look into the seeds of time |
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banquo |
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this supernatural solicting cannot be il; cannot be good...earnest success...a truth?...I am Thane of Cawdor..unfix my hair |
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macbeth |
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nothing in his life became him like the leaving it. he died as one..studied in his death...careless trifle |
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malcolm |
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there's no art to find the mind's construction...he was a gentleman with hwom i built an absolute trust |
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duncan |
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stars! hide your fires |
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macbeth |
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yet i do fear they nature..human kindness |
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lady macbath |
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come you spirits..unsex me here..cruelty |
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lady macbeth |
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i have no spur to prick the sides of my intent...which o'erleaps itself and falls on the other |
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macbeth |
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false face must hide...fals heart |
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macbeth |
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these deeds must not be thought...it will make us mad |
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lady mac. |
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sleep no more! macbeth does murder sleep...innocent sleep...sore labor's bath |
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macbeth |
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will...great neptune...clean from my hand...green one red |
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macbeth |
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heark! more knocking |
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lady mac. |
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there's daggers in men's smiles; the near in blood, the nearer bloody |
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donalbain |
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be innocent of the knowledge dearest chuck. till thou appluad the deed |
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macbeth |
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the time has been...that when the brains were out..man would die...now rise again...twenty murders...push from our stools... |
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macbeth |
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when now i think you can behold such sights and keep your natural ruby of your cheeks when mine in blanched with fear |
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macbeth |
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at once. goodnight. stand not upon the order of your going but go at once |
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lady macbeth |
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beware macduff |
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apparition |
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be bloody bold, and resolite; laugh to scorn the power of man, for none of woman born shall harm macbeth |
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apparition |
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macbeth shal never vanquish...until...wood to high dunsinane hill shal come... |
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apparition |
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infected by the air weron they ride, and damned all those that trust them |
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macbeth |
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from this moment, the very firstlings of my hand |
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macbeth |
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all is the fear, and nothing is love |
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lady mac. |
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i have done no harm, but i remmeber now i am in this earhtly world where to do harm is often laudable to do good sometime |
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lady mac |
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fit to govern? no, not to live. o nation miserable |
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macduff |
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it cannot be called our mother but our grave |
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ross |
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he has no children. all my pretty ones? did you say all? o hell-kite...all pretty chickens and their dam...fell swoop? |
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macduff |
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i shal do so; but i must also feel it as a man. i cannot but rememebr such things were that were most precious to me |
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macduff |
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the night is long that never finds day |
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malcolm |
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she has light by her continually; tis her command |
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gentlewoman |
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yet who would have though the old man to have so much blood on him |
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lady mac |
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the thane of fife had a wife, where is she now |
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lady mac |
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here's the smell of blood still..smells of arabia..not sweeten this hand |
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lady mac |
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wash your hands...look not so pale...tell you again banquo's buried...cannot come out...grave |
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lady mac |
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whats done cannot be undone |
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lady mac |
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unnatural deeds do breed unnatural troubles |
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doctor |
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those he commands move only in command |
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