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"...and sleep
In the affliction of these terrible dreams
That shake us nightly."

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"...prophetlike,
They hailed him father to a line of kings.
Upon my head they placed a fruitless crown
And put a barren scepter in my grip,"

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"Shake off this downy sleep, death's counterfeit"

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"Still it cried, "Sleep no more!" to all the house.
"Glamis hath murdered sleep, and therefore Cawdor
Shall sleep no more. Macbeth shall sleep no more."

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dsad

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"And yet I would not sleep.
What, sir, not yet at rest?"

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"Have plucked my nipple from his boneless gums
And dashed the brains out, had I so sworn as you
Have done to this."

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"HAve plucked my nipple from his boneless gums
And dashed the brains out, had I so sworn as you
Have done to this."

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"That wouldst thou holily.

...pour my spirits

Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem"

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"What thou art promised."

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"Sleep shall neither night nor day
Hang upon his penthouse lid."

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"Hail to thee, thane of Glamis!
Hail to thee, thane of Cawdor!
...that shalt be king hereafter!

Are ye fantastical, or that indeed
Which outwardly ye show?

Lesser than Macbeth and greater.
Not so happy, yet much happier.
Thou shalt get kings, though thou be none.
So all hail, Macbeth and Banquo!"

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"Upon the Heath
There to meet with Macbeth."

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"For brave Macbeth-well he deserves that name
Disdaining fortune, with his brandished steel,
Which smoked with bloody execution,
Like valor's minions carved out his passage
Till he faced the slave;
Which ne'er shook hands, nor bade farewell to him,
Till he unseamed him from the nave to th' chops
And fixed his head upon our battlements.