Deceit

• Theres no art to finding the minds construction in the face
• Stars, hide your fires let not light see my black and deep desires
• look like the innocent flower but be the serpent under it
• False heart must hide what the false heart doth know
• theres daggers in mens smiles
• make our faces vizards to our hearts
• and to our dear friend Banquo, whom we miss
• none of woman born shall harm Macbeth
• these juggling fiends no more believed that palter us in a double sense