The Tragedy of Macbeth
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Long live the king.
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Nothing in his life became him
like the leaving it.

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He threw away the dearest thing he
owed as if it were a careless trifle.

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There's no art to find
a mind's construction in the face.

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On him I built an absolute trust.
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"Hail, king that shalt be.
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This have I thought good
to deliver thee...

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...my dearest partner of greatness...
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...that thou might not be ignorant
of what greatness is promised thee.

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Lay it to thy heart, and farewell."
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Glamis thou art, and Cawdor...
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...and shalt be what thou art promised.
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Yet I do fear thy nature.
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It is too full of the milk of human
kindness to catch the nearest way.


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