there was war in Scotland the land was
tall and reading but the deepest wounds
of all were made by friends turned
traitor to fight against Duncan their
king
nothing was added seemed
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when shall we three meet again in
thunder lightning or in rain when the
hurlyburly's done when the battles lost
and won whether based upon the he's
there to meet with Macbeth though and
tall we said haha through the fog and
filthy
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Oh
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the news of Macbeth and Banquo victory
came swiftly to the royal camp but it
did not share the King for among the
captured traitors was the Lord would
once been Duncan's friend he was a
gentleman on whom I built an absolute
trust no more that Thane of Cawdor shall
deceive our bosom interest go pronounce
his present death and with his former
title greet Macbeth what he has lost
noble Macbeth has won
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what are these so withered and so wild
in their attire leave you or are you
aught that man may question speak if you
can what are you oh hey Macbeth hail to
thee Thane of Glamis or illness all hail
to thee Thane of Cawdor you can look
into the seeds of time and say which
grain will grow and which will not speak
then to me less and not so happy your
children shall be Kings you shall be
king and Thane of Cawdor - went it not
so
the king has happily received Macbeth
the news of my success he made me from
him call the Thane of Cawdor
what can the devil speak true gloves and
Thane of Cawdor the greatest is behind o
worthy esteem
sons kinsmen Thane's and you whose
places are the nearest no we will
establish our estate upon our eldest
Malcolm whom we shall name hereafter the
Prince of Cumberland
the Prince of Cumberland that is a step
on which I must fall down nor else or
leap for in my way it lies stars hide
your fires let not light see my black
and deep desires from hence to Inverness
and bind us further to fiercely Macbeth
rode to warn his eager wife already he
had sent her news of his muting with The
Weird Sisters this sub I thought good to
deliver thee my dearest papa greatness
led to my heart
and farewell
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oh that shalt be king Hereafter
Blum's thou art and Cawdor and shalt be
what thou art promised great alarms
worthy Cawdor greater than both by the
all-hail Hereafter
my dearest love
Duncan comes here tonight and when goes
hence tomorrow as he purposes oh never
shall Sun that Morrow see look like the
innocent flower but be the serpent
under't only look up clear leave all the
rest to me the Raven himself is hoarse
that croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan
under my battlements conduct me to mine
host we love him highly valid hostess
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come you spirits that tend on mortal
thoughts unsex me here
and fill me from the crown to the toe
top-full of direst cruelty
come to my woman's breasts and take my
milk for gall you murdering minister
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 we will
proceed no further in this business I
feared if we should fail we fail but
screw your courage to the sticking-place
and will not fail
go
bid thy mistress when my drink is ready
she strike upon the Bell
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is this a dagger which I see before me
I have thee not a dagger of the mind a
false creation
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I go and it is done the bell invites me
hear it not Duncan for it as a knell
that summons thee to heaven or to hell
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Huk peace
it was the Alvord shrieked
he is about it the surfeited grooms do
mock they're charged with snores I have
drugged their posses had he not
resembled my father as he slept I had
done it
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I have done the deed my husband we
thought I had a voice cry Sleep No More
Macbeth does murder sleep
Glamis hath murdered sleep and therefore
Cawdor shall Sleep No More Macbeth shall
Sleep No More why did you bring these
daggers from the place they must lie
there go carry them and smear the sleepy
grooms with blood oh no war
give me the daggers if you do bleed I'll
gild the faces of the groom's withal for
it must seem their guilt what hands are
here huh they pluck out mine eyes we're
all great Neptune's ocean wash this
blood clean from my hand retire we to
our chamber a little water clears us of
this deed wake Duncan with thy knocking
I would thou couldst
magda good morrow noble sir good morrow
book is the king stirring worthy Thane
not yet he did command me to call timely
on him I'll bring you to him
Oh hara-hara-hara awake awake ring the
alarm bell murder and treason
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your royal father's murdered Oh
by whom those of his chambers it seemed
that dumps their hands and faces were
all badge with blood so were their
daggers what will you do I'll to England
to Island I'm a separated fortune she'll
give us both to safer where we are as
daggers in men's smiles suspected of his
murder
the dead king's sons fled and left
macbeth to take the crown
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thou hast it now King Cawdor
GoM's all as the weird women promised my
fear thou plaits most Fowley for it
tonight we hold a solemn supper sir and
I'll request your presence let your
highness command upon me ride you this
afternoon hi my good lord
it's farm ride as far my lord as will
fill up the time to existence supper
bill not our feast my lord I will not to
be thus there's nothing but to be safely
thus our fears and Bank will stick deep
I will advise you where to plant
yourselves but it must be done tonight
we shall perform what you command us
gentle my lord sleek o'er your rugged
looks be bright and jovial among your
guests tonight you must leave this Oh
full of scorpions as my mind
dear wife the newest but Banquo and his
son flee insolence what's to be done be
innocent of the knowledge dearest Chuck
there shall be done a deed of dreadful
note the marvelous of my words but hold
these still things bad begun make strong
themselves by ill
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you know your own degrees sit down at
first and last the hearty welcome tell
anybody
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there's blood upon my face
his bank walls then is he dispatched my
lord his throat is cut
Fleance most royal sir
Fleance escaped but Banquo's safe I'm I
the Lord safe in a ditch he bides get
the gun
my royal lord you do not give the chair
may it please your highness sit where
here my room huh which all of you have
done this thou canst not say I did it
never shake thy gory locks at me
gentleman rise His Highness is not well
sit worthy friends My Lord is often bus
pray you keep seat are you a man shame
itself why do you make such faces when
all's done you look but on a stool come
love and health to all into our dear
friend Banquo whom we miss
hence one of those shadow unreal mercury
and I pray you stand not upon the order
of your going but go at once it will
have blood they say blood will have
blood what is the night
almost a dogs with morning I will
tomorrow to the weird sisters more shall
they speak for now I am bent to know by
the worst means the worst round about
the cauldron go in the poison'd entrails
throw
Hiab and I am in blood stepped in so far
that should i weighed no more returning
were as tedious as gauze and bubble by
the pricking of my thumb's Something
Wicked This Way Comes
how now you secret black and midnight
hags what is - - answer me - what I ask
you say if that's rather hear it from
our mouths of Rama masters column let me
seem mad first Mac Mac BAE beware
Macduff
beware the pain of I the ha stop my fear
all right but be bloody bold and
resolute none of woman born shall harm
Macbeth then live Macduff what need I
fear of thee but yet I'll make assurance
double sure thou shalt not live
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Macbeth shall never vanquish'd be until
great Birnam wood to high Dunsinane Hill
shall come against him that will never
be
yet my heart throbs to know one thing
shall Banquo's issue ever reign in this
kingdom seek to know no more I did hear
the galloping of horse
tis two or three my lord to bring you
word Macduff is fled to England to
England my my good lord
the castle of Macduff they will surprise
seize upon Fife give to the edge of the
sword his wife his babes and all
unfortunate souls that Thresh him in his
line
my children
- wife children servants all that could
be found my wife killed - I have said
he has no children all my pretty ones
did you say all oh hell kite or what all
my pretty chickens and their dam but one
fell swoop let grief convert to anger
our power is ready Macbeth is ripe for
shaking out damn spot out I say hell is
murky
yet who would have thought the old man
to have had so much blood in him
the Thane of Fife had a wife where is
she now
what these hands never clean he is the
smell of the blood still
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to bed to bed there's knocking at the
gate come come come come come give me
your hand
what's done cannot be undone to bed to
bed to bed
what would is this the waddle Burnham
let every soldier hue him down a bow and
bear it before him what is that noise
I've almost forgot the taste of fears
Diane's familiar to my slaughterous
thoughts cannot once start me
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wherefore was that cry the Queen My Lord
is dead
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she should have died Hereafter
there would have been a time for such a
word
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tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow
creeps in this petty pace from day to
day to the last syllable of recorded
time and all our yesterday's have
lighted fools the way to dusty death out
out brief candle graces my god thy story
quickly as I did stand my watch upon the
hill I looked toward Birnam and anon
methought the wood began to move I begin
to doubt the fiend that lies like truth
fear not till Birnam wood do come to
Dunsinane and now a wood comes toward
answer name Macbeth shall never
vanquish'd be until great Birnam wood
I shall come against him
um
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I'm
ah
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Oh
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once he that was not born a woman such a
wonder my to fear or none turn hellhound
turn get thee back my soul is too much
charged with blood of thine already now
loosest labor I bear a charmed life
which must not yield to one of woman
born despair thy charm
Macduff was from his mother's womb
untimely ripped I'll not fight with thee
Henry yielding coward I will not eat yet
I will try the last before my body I
throw my warlike shield lay on Macduff
and Damned be him that first cries hold
enough
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whoa
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hunt out brief candle
the murderous Macbeth and his fiend-like
queen were dead and at last the darkness
was lifted from Scotland
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gods Benison go with you and with those
that would make good of bad and friends
of foes
you
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you