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Outside Macbeth's castle.
[Enter ROSS and an old Man]
OLD MAN
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Threescore and ten | I can | remem|ber well,
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Within | the vol|ume of / which time,| I have
seen
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Hours dreadful, and things strange; but this
sore night ????
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Hath trifled | former | knowings.
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ROSS
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Ha, good*
| father,
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Thou seest | the heavens,| as troub|led with /
man's act,
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Threaten | his bloo|dy stage:| by the clock,|
'tis day,
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And yet dark night | strangles | the trav|elling
lamp:
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Is it night's | predom|inance,| or the / day's
shame,
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That dark|ness does | the face | of earth | entomb,
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When liv|ing light | should kiss it?
OLD MAN
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'Tis un|natural,
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Even like the deed | that's done:| On Tues|day
last,
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A falc|on tower|ing in | her pride | of place,
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Was by | a mous|ing owl | hawked at,| and killed.
ROSS
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And Dun|can's hors|es,
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(a thing | most strange,|
and certain) ??
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beauteous,| and swift,| the min|ions of | their
race,
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Turned wild in na|ture, broke | their stalls,|
flung^out,
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Contend|ing 'gainst | obed|ience, as | they would
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Make
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war with | mankind.
OLD MAN
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'Tis said,| they eat | each oth||er.
ROSS
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They did | so: \\
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To the amaze|ment of | mine^eyes | that looked | upon it.
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Here comes | the good |
Macduff. \\
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How goes | the world | sir, now?
MACDUFF
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Why* see | you not?
ROSS
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Is it known | who did | this more | than bloo|dy
deed?
MACDUFF
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Those that | Macbeth | hath slain.
ROSS
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Alas | the day,
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What good | could they | pretend?
MACDUFF
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They were | suborned,
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Malcolm and | Donal|bain the | king's two sons
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Are stolen | away | and fled,| which puts | upon
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Suspi|cion of | the deed.
ROSS
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'Gainst^na|ture still,
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Thriftless | ambi|tion, that | wilt rav|en up
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Thine own life's | means:| Then 'tis | most like,
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The sove|reignty | will fall | upon | Macbeth.
MACDUFF
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He is | alrea|dy named,| and gone | to Scone
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To be | invest|ed.
ROSS
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Where is | Duncan's | body?
MACDUFF
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Carried | to Colme|kill, \\
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The sac|red store|house of his | prede|cessors,
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And guard|ian of | their bones. \\
ROSS
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Will you | to Scone?
MACDUFF
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No cous|in, I'll | to Fife.
ROSS
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Well,| I will | thither. \\
MACDUFF
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Well* may | you see | things^well | done^there:|
adieu ??
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Lest^our^/old robes | sit eas|ier than | our
new. ??
ROSS
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Farewell,| father. \\
OLD MAN
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God's ben/ison | go with | you, and | with those
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That would | make good | of bad,| and friends |
of foes.
[Exeunt]