When shall we three meet again In thunder, lightening or in rain, When the hurly, burleys done When the battles' lost and won annemari
Young Seyward: Halt! Who goes there? Macbeth: 'Tis I, Macbeth. Young Seyward: The devil himself could not pronounce a name more hateful to my ears! Macbeth: No. Nor more fearful. Young Seyward: Thou liest, abhorred tyrant. And with this sword I'll prove the lie thou speakest. Jeremy
When Macduff is told of the killing of his family: 'What? All my pretty ducks? All my little ones? what all?' on discovering the killing of Duncan: 'oh horror, horror, horror' on hearing that Macbeth would not die by the hand of someone born of woman: 'I was from my mother's womb untimely ripped' trying to persuade Malcolm that he could be King '[your mother] was on her knees more often that on her feet' Chris.
out,out,damned spot.this little hand would all the seas incarnadine. -- public machine
out,out, damned spot; this little hand would all the seas incarnadine. -- peter