:47:03
What hands are here?
They pluck out mine eyes!
:47:09
Will great Neptune's ocean wash
this blood clean from my hand?
:47:13
No, this my hand will rather...
:47:18
...the multitudinous seas
incarnadine...
:47:22
...making the green one red.
:47:31
My hands are of your colour...
:47:37
...but I scorn to wear
a heart so white.
:47:43
A little water clears us of this deed.
:47:49
How easy is it, then!
:47:59
Retire we to our chamber.
:48:02
Get on your nightgown,
lest occasion show us to be watchers.
:48:07
Be not lost so poorly
in your thoughts.
:48:10
To know my deed,
'twere best not know myself.
:48:18
Wake Duncan with thy knocking!
:48:22
I would thou couldst.
:48:34
Here's a knocking indeed!
:48:37
If a man were porter of hell gate,
he'd have less turning the key.
:48:42
Who's there, in the name of Beelzebub?
:48:54
Knock, knock. Who's there,
in the other devil's name?