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[Lady
The raven is hoarse
croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan
Under my

Come, you
That tend on thoughts, unsex me here,
And fill me from the to the toe top-full
Of direst

Come to my woman's breasts, make thick my
And my milk for gall, you murd'ring ministers,

Come, night,
And pall thee in the smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark To cry "Hold, hold'"

We still have judgement here, that we but teach Bloody instructions which, being taught, return To plague th' inventor. This even-handed justice Commends th' ingredience of our poisoned chalice to our own lips. He's here in double trust: First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, strong both the deed, then, as his host, who should against his murderer shut the door, not bear the knife myself.

[1]
No shall we go
I've honoured don't you know
I should stand by Duncan's
Not the man in greedy pride
[2]
Did you not hope, did you not
The hero I knew like a coward seem
Had I as you did
There would be no mercy I would to it

The crown - my
The men who do
The crown - my
Every man find his way

[Ref.:]
in heaven
Fair is foul and is fair
cracks the sky
And is evil in the air

in heaven
Prophecies they turn to
Kill the king the crown
Macbeth what is fate
[3]
What man I will dare
But for I shall never care
Once you mischief to me
you were a man - wild and free
[4]
If we fail what will
No way to hide we've done
Screw your courage forget fear
Stab him in his sleep the is so near

You screw your courage to the place
You can do the with a smile on your face

[The

Is a dagger which I see before me,
The towards my hand? Come, let me clutch thee.
I have not, and yet I see thee still.
Art not, fatal vision, sensible
To feeling as to sight? Or art but
A dagger of the mind, a false
Proceeding from the heat-oppressed
I see thee yet, as palpable
As this now I draw.
Thou me the way that I was going,
And such an I was to use.
I see still,
And on thy blade and gouts of blood,
Which was not so before. no such thing.
It is the bloody business informs
to mine eyes.
Nature seems dead, and dreams abuse
The sleep. Witchcraft celebrates
The sisters offerings,
The shall be done.
Thou sure and earth,
Hear not my steps which way they walk, for
Thy very prate of my whereabout,
I go, and it is done The bell me.
Hear it not, Duncan; for it is a
That summons thee to or to hell.

As the owl with a single cut
I took his I spilled his blood
So red are these hands like I 've never
So red are these hands will they be clean
I heard a voice it cried no more
The king is his life spilled on the floor
Macbeth he takes the crown blood on his hands
He sleep no more until the end

Oh Macbeth, you it all now, just as the witches have promised, but you played most foully for it.
Suspicion of the murder however falls upon the king's sons, who flee to accompanied only by a handful of loyal knights and Thanes, amongst them Macduff.
Macbeth the greatest of the Thanes and most respected man in Scotland is crowned at Scone to be the new king. But the secret knowledge of his treason and of the prophecies that has heard lie heavy on his soul....