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the
raven himself
is
hoarse
brave
macbeth:
well
he
deserves that name
like valours
minion
disdaining
fortune
with his
brandished
steel
which
smoked
with
bloody
execution
fair
is
foul
and
foul
is
fair
stars
hide
your
fire
;
let
not
light
see
my
black
and
deep
desires
look
like
the
innocent flower
but
be
the
serpent
under't
your face,
my
thane
,
is
a
book
where
men
may
read
strange
matters
i
fear
thy nature
it
is
too full
of
the
milk
of
human kindness
come
you
spirits,
unsex
me
here
i
dare do all that
may
become
a
man, who dares
do
more
is
none
i
will
proceed
no longer
in
this
business
a little
water
clears
us
of
this
deed
give
me the
daggers
is
this
a
dagger
which
i
see before
me
, the
handle
toward
my
hand
my
hands are of your colour -
but
i
shame
to
wear
a
heart
so
white
full
of
scorpions is
my
mind
out
,
damned
spot
! out,
i say
!
blood
will
have
blood
thy
bones
are
marrowless
, thy
blood
is
cold
: thou
hast
no
speculation
in
those
eyes