The Tragedy of Macbeth
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Bring forth men-children only...
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... for thy undaunted mettle
should compose nothing but males.

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How goes the night?
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The moon is down.
I have not heard the clock.

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- She goes down at 12.
- I take it 'tis later, sir.

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Take my sword.
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There's husbandry in heaven.
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Their candles are all out.
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Take thee that too.
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A heavy summons lies like lead
upon me, and yet I would not sleep.


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