My dearest love, Duncan comes here tonight. And when goes hence? To-morrow,--as he purposes. O, never Shall sun that morrow see! William Shakespeare 21 Your hand, your tongue: look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under't. He that's coming Must be provided for: and you shall put This night's great business into my despatch; Which shall to all our nights and days to come Give solely sovereign sway and masterdom.
We will speak further. Only look up clear; To alter favor ever is to fear: Leave all the rest to me. This castle hath a pleasant seat: the air Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself Unto our gentle senses. See, see, our honour'd hostess! Herein I teach you How you shall bid God ild us for your pains, And thank us for your trouble. All our service In every point twice done, and then done double, Were poor and single business to contend Against those honours deep and broad wherewith Your majesty loads our house: for those of old, And the late dignities heap'd up to them, We rest your hermits.
Where's the Thane of Cawdor? We cours'd him at the heels, and had a purpose To be his purveyor: but he rides well; And his great love, sharp as his spur, hath holp him To his home before us. Fair and noble hostess, We are your guest tonight. Your servants ever Have theirs, themselves, and what is theirs, in compt, To make their audit at your highness' pleasure, Still to return your own.
Give me your hand; Conduct me to mine host: we love him highly, And shall continue our graces towards him.
By your leave, hostess. If it were done when 'tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly. If the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch, With his surcease, success; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all--here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time,-We'd jump the life to come. But in these cases We still have judgement here; that we but teach Bloody instructions, which being taught, return To plague the inventor: this even-handed justice Commends the ingredients of our poison'd 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 shut the door, Not bear the knife myself. He has almost supp'd: why have you left the chamber? Hath he ask'd for me? Know you not he has? We will proceed no further in this business: He hath honour'd me of late; and I have bought Golden opinions from all sorts of people, Which would be worn now in their newest gloss, Not cast aside so soon. Was the hope drunk Wherein you dress'd yourself?
And wakes it now, to look so green and pale At what it did so freely?
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From this time Such I account thy love. Art thou afeard German angels: Engel. William Shakespeare 25 To be the same in thine own act and valor As thou art in desire? Wouldst thou have that Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life, And live a coward in thine own esteem; Letting "I dare not" wait upon "I would," Like the poor cat i' the adage? Pr'ythee, peace! I dare do all that may become a man; Who dares do more is none. What beast was't, then, That made you break this enterprise to me? When you durst do it, then you were a man; And, to be more than what you were, you would Be so much more the man.
Nor time nor place Did then adhere, and yet you would make both: They have made themselves, and that their fitness now Does unmake you. I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me: I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this. If we should fail?
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We fail! But screw your courage to the sticking-place, And we'll not fail. When Duncan is asleep,-Whereto the rather shall his day's hard journey German adage: Sprichwort. Bring forth men-children only; For thy undaunted mettle should compose Nothing but males. Will it not be receiv'd, When we have mark'd with blood those sleepy two Of his own chamber, and us'd their very daggers, That they have don't?
Who dares receive it other, As we shall make our griefs and clamor roar Upon his death? I am settled, and bend up Each corporal agent to this terrible feat. Away, and mock the time with fairest show: False face must hide what the false heart doth know. How goes the night, boy? The moon is down; I have not heard the clock. And she goes down at twelve. I take't, 'tis later, sir. Hold, take my sword.
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Who's there? A friend. What, sir, not yet at rest? The king's a-bed: He hath been in unusual pleasure and Sent forth great largess to your officers: This diamond he greets your wife withal, By the name of most kind hostess; and shut up In measureless content. Being unprepar'd, Our will became the servant to defect; Which else should free have wrought.
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All's well. I dreamt last night of the three weird sisters: To you they have show'd some truth. I think not of them: Yet, when we can entreat an hour to serve, We would spend it in some words upon that business, If you would grant the time. At your kind'st leisure. If you shall cleave to my consent,--when 'tis, It shall make honor for you.
German content: Inhalt, zufrieden, Gehalt. So I lose none In seeking to augment it, but still keep My bosom franchis'd, and allegiance clear, I shall be counsell'd. Good repose the while! Thanks, sir: the like to you! Go bid thy mistress, when my drink is ready, She strike upon the bell. Get thee to bed. Come, let me clutch thee:-I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw.
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Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses, Or else worth all the rest: I see thee still; And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood, Which was not so before.
follow link Hear it not, Duncan, for it is a knell That summons thee to heaven or to hell. That which hath made them drunk hath made me bold: What hath quench'd them hath given me fire.
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It was the owl that shriek'd, the fatal bellman, Which gives the stern'st good night. He is about it: The doors are open; and the surfeited grooms Do mock their charge with snores: I have drugg'd their possets That death and nature do contend about them, Whether they live or die. German contend: streiten. I am afraid they have awak'd, And 'tis not done: the attempt, and not the deed, Confounds us.
I have done the deed. I heard the owl scream and the crickets cry. Did not you speak? As I descended?
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This is a sorry sight. Aufsehen, Aufruhr, Tumult, Andrang. A foolish thought, to say a sorry sight. There's one did laugh in's sleep, and one cried, "Murder! There are two lodg'd together. One cried, "God bless us!