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Macbeth

Act III, Scene 6

Forres. The palace.
 
LENNOX
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      My form|er speech|es,
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                           Have | but hit | your thoughts
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      Which can in|terpret | farther:| only | I say
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      Things have been | strangely | borne. The | gracious | Duncan
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      Was pit|ied of | Macbeth:| marry | he was dead:
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      And the right | valiant | Banquo | walked too late,
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      Whom you | may say |(if it please | you) Fle|ance killed,
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      For Fle|ance fled:| men must^|not* walk | too* late.
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      Who can|not want | the thought,| how monstrous
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      It was | for Mal|colm, and | for Don|albain
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      To kill | their gra|cious fath|er? damn|ed fact,
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      How it | did grieve | Macbeth?| Did^he | not straight
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      In pi|ous rage,| the two | delin|quents tear,
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      That were | the slaves | of drink,| and thralls | of sleep?
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      Was not | that^nob|ly done?| Aye, and wise|ly too:   ??
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      For 'twould | have ang|ered an|y heart | alive
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      To hear | the men | deny it.| So that | I say,
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      He has borne | all things well,| and I | do think,
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      That had | he Dun|can's sons | under | his key
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      (As, and it | please heaven / he shall | not) they | should find
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      What 'twere | to kill | a father:| so should | Fleance.  ??
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      But peace;| for from / broad words,| and 'cause | he failed
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      His pres|ence at | the tyr|ant's feast,| I hear
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      Macduff | lives in | disgrace.| Sir, can | you tell
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      Where he be|stows him|self?
 
LORD
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                                  The | son of | Duncan
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      (From whom | this tyr|ant holds | the due | of birth)
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      Lives in | the Eng|lish court,| and is | received
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      Of the / most pi|ous Ed|ward, with / such grace,
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      That the ma|levo|lence of | fortune,| nothing
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      Takes from | his high | respect.| Thither | Macduff
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      Is gone,| to pray | the ho|ly king,| upon his aid  ??
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      To wake | Northum|berland,| and warlike Si||ward,
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      That | by the help | of these |(with Him | above
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      To rat|ify | the work)| we may | again
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      Give to | our tab|les meat,| sleep to | our nights,
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      Free from | our feasts,| and ban|quets bloo|dy knives:
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      Do faith|ful hom|age, and re/ceive free | honors,
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      All which we | pine for now.| and this | report
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      Hath so | exas|perate | the king,| that he
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      Prepares | for some attempt | of war.
 
LENNOX
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                                           Sent^he | to Macduff?
 
LORD
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      He did:| and with | an abs|olute Sir,| not I
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      The clou|dy mes|senger | turns me | his back,
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      And hums;| as who | should say,| you'll rue | the time
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      That clogs | me with | this ans|wer.
 
LENNOX
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                                          And that | well* might
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      Advise | him to a | caution,| to hold | what dis||tance
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      His wis|dom can | provide.| Some ho|ly an||gel
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      Fly | to the court | of Eng|land, and | unfold
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      His mes|sage ere | he come,| that a swift | blessing
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      May soon | return | to this | our suf|fering coun||try,
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      Und|er a hand | accursed.
 
LORD
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      I'll send | my prayers | with him.  (tri with prev)
 
[Exeunt]

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