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Court of Macbeth's castle.
[Enter BANQUO, and FLEANCE bearing a torch before him]
BANQUO
How goes the night, boy?
FLEANCE
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The moon | is down:| I have / not heard | the clock.
BANQUO
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And she | goes down | at twelve.
FLEANCE
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I take it,| 'tis la|ter, sir. (tri with prev)
BANQUO
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Hold,| take my sword:
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There's hus|bandry | in heaven, (tri with prev)
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Their can|dles are all | out: Take thee |
that^too.
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A hea|vy sum|mons lies | like^lead | upon me,
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And yet | I would not | sleep:|
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Merciful | powers, re|strain in | me the
cursed thoughts
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That na|ture gives | way to in | repose.
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Give me | my sword:| Who's^there?|
MACBETH
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A friend.|
BANQUO
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What sir,| not yet | at rest?| The king's |
a-bed.
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He hath | been in | unus/ual | pleasure,
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And sent forth great | largess | to your of|fices.
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This di|amond | he greets | your wife | withal,
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By the | name of | most kind host|ess,
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And shut^|up in | measure|less con|tent.
MACBETH
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Being un|prepared, ????
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Our will | became | the serv|ant to | defect,
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Which^else | should free | have wrought.
BANQUO
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All's | well.
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I dreamt last night | of the / three weird | sisters:
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To you | they have showed | some* truth.
MACBETH
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I think | not of them:
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Yet when | we can | entreat | an hour | to serve,
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We would spend | it in | some words | upon | that
bus||iness,
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If | you would grant | the time.
BANQUO
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At your kindst | leisure.
MACBETH
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If you | shall cleave | to my | consent,
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When
'tis,| it shall | make honor | for you. (tetra with prev)
BANQUO
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So I / lose none, (half of previous two
lines?)
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In seek|ing to | augment | it, but / still keep
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My bos|om fran|chised, and | alleg|iance clear,
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I shall | be couns|elled.
MACBETH
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Good | repose | the while.
BANQUO
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Thanks | sir:| the like | to you.|
[Exeunt BANQUO and FLEANCE]
MACBETH
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Go bid thy | mistress,| when my | drink is |
ready,
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She strike | upon | the bell.| Get thee | to bed.
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Is this | a dagger,| which I | see be|fore me,
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The han|dle toward | my hand?| Come, let me |
clutch thee:
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I have | thee not,| and yet | I see | thee still.
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Art thou / not fat|al vis|ion, sens|ible
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To feel|ing, as | to sight?| Or art | thou but
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A dag|ger of the mind,| a false | creat|ion,
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Proceed|ing from | the heat-|oppres|sed brain?
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I see | thee yet,| in form | as pal|pable,
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As this | which now I | draw.|
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Thou marsh|allst me | the way | that I | was
going,
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And such | an inst|rument | I was | to use.
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Mine^eyes | are made | the fools | of the oth|er
senses,
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Or else | worth^all | the rest:| I see | thee
still;
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And on | thy blade,| and dudge|on, gouts | of
blood,
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Which was / not so | before.| There's no | such^thing:
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It is | the bloo|dy bus|iness, which | informs
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Thus to | mine^eyes.| Now ore the | one halfworld
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Nature | seems dead, and wick|ed dreams | abuse
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The curt|ained sleep:| witchcraft cel|ebrates
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Pale Hecate's^of//ferings: and | withered |
murder, (hec't sof) ??
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Alar|umed by | his sent|inel,| the wolf,
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Whose^howl's | his watch,| thus with | his
stealth|y pace,
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With Tar|quin's rav|ishing strides,| towards his |
design
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Moves like a ghost.| Thou sure | and firm-set
earth
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Hear* not | my steps,| which^way | they walk,|
for fear
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Thy ve|ry stones | prate of | my where|about,
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And take | the pres|ent hor|ror from | the time,
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Which now | suits with | it. Whiles | I threat,| he
lives:
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Words to the | heat of deeds too | cold breath
gives.
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I go,| and it | is done:| the bell | invites ||
me.
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Hear | it not,| Duncan,| for it is | a knell,
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That sum|mons thee | to heav|en, or | to hell.
[Exit]