Fair is foul and foul is fair - Hover through the fog and filthy air, So foul and fair a day - I have not seen, What he hath lost - noble Macbeth hath won, With his brandished steel - which smoked with bloody execution, Why do I yield to that horrid image - that doth unfix my hair, If chance will have me king - why chance may crown me without my stir, Fill me from the crown to the toe - topfull of direst cruelty, Yet do I fear they nature, it is too full - of the milk of human kindness, brave Macbeth well he - deserves that name, Stars hide your fires - Let not light see my black and deep desires, What, can the - devil speak true, cannot be ill - cannot be good, Look like the innocent flower - but be the serpent under it, We will proceed no further - in this business, I would, while it was smiling in my face - have dashed the brains out, False face must hide - what the false heart doth know, Will all great Neptune's ocean wash - this blood clean from my hand? No., A little water - clears us of this deed, Is this a dagger which - I see before me?, Most sacrilegious murder hath - broke ope the Lord's annointed temple, There are daggers - in men's smiles,

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