The Handy-volume Shakspeare ...Bradbury, Evans, and Company, 1871 |
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... Lady M. I heard the owl scream , and the crickets cry . Did not you speak ? Macb . Lady M. Macb . Lady M. Ay . When ? Now . As I descended ? Macb . Hark ! - Who lies i ' the second chamber ? Lady M. Mach . This is a sorry sight ...
... Lady M. I heard the owl scream , and the crickets cry . Did not you speak ? Macb . Lady M. Macb . Lady M. Ay . When ? Now . As I descended ? Macb . Hark ! - Who lies i ' the second chamber ? Lady M. Mach . This is a sorry sight ...
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... Lady M. Almost at odds with morning , which is which . Macb . How say'st thou , that Macduff denies his person , At our great bidding ? Lady M. Did you send to him , sir ! R 2 UNIVERSITY CE HELINCIS C Macb . I hear it by the way ; but ...
... Lady M. Almost at odds with morning , which is which . Macb . How say'st thou , that Macduff denies his person , At our great bidding ? Lady M. Did you send to him , sir ! R 2 UNIVERSITY CE HELINCIS C Macb . I hear it by the way ; but ...
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... Lady M. Yet here's a spot . Doct . Hark , she speaks : I will set down what comes from her , to satisfy my remembrance the more strongly . Lady M. Out , damned spot ! out , I say ! - One ; two why , then ' tis time to do't . - Hell is ...
... Lady M. Yet here's a spot . Doct . Hark , she speaks : I will set down what comes from her , to satisfy my remembrance the more strongly . Lady M. Out , damned spot ! out , I say ! - One ; two why , then ' tis time to do't . - Hell is ...
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