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[Lady
The himself is hoarse
That croaks the fatal of Duncan
my battlements

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

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

Come, night,
And pall in the dunnest 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 against the deed, then, as his host, who should against his murderer the door, not bear the knife myself.

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

The crown - my
The men who do
The - my deeds
Every man must his way

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

in heaven
Prophecies turn to hate
the king take the crown
Macbeth is your fate
[3]
man does I will dare
But for more I shall never
you talked mischief to me
Then you were a man - wild and
[4]
If we fail will become
No way to what we've done
your courage forget your fear
Stab him in his sleep the is so near

You screw your courage to the sticking
You can do the murder a smile on your face

[The

Is this a which I see before me,
The towards my hand? Come, let me clutch thee.
I have thee not, and yet I see still.
Art thou not, vision, sensible
To feeling as to sight? Or art but
A of the mind, a false creation
Proceeding the heat-oppressed brain?
I see thee yet, inform as
As which now I draw.
Thou marshall'st me the way I was going,
And an instrument I was to use.
I see still,
And on thy and dudgeon gouts of blood,
Which was not so before. There's no thing.
It is the business which informs
to mine eyes.
Nature seems dead, and dreams abuse
The curtained sleep. celebrates
The sisters offerings,
The shall be done.
Thou sure and earth,
Hear not my which way they walk, for fear
Thy very prate of my whereabout,
I go, and it is done The bell me.
it not, Duncan; for it is a knell
That thee to heaven or to hell.

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

Oh Macbeth, you have it all now, just as the witches have promised, but you played foully for it.
Suspicion of the murder falls upon the king's sons, who flee to England 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 Banquo has lie heavy on his soul....