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Click on the verses to see them in context. Shakespeare's plays are available from the Gutenberg Projet.

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A deed without a name.

 Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses, Of Birnam rise, and our high-plac'd Macbeth 
This is the door.
 Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek Nurse, commend me to thy lady and mistress. I protest unto Suspecting that we both were in a house This neighbour air, and let rich music's tongue You break not sanctuary in seizing him. 
I know not, mighty sovereign, but by guess.

 He ran this way, and leap'd this orchard wall: O, yes, my lord: he wore his beaver up. How these things came about: so shall you hear But with a rear-ward following Tybalt's death, Outrun the pauser reason. Here lay Duncan, 'Tis thought that Richmond is their admiral; This is my daughter's jointure, for no more Untimely ripp'd. In the remembrance of so fair a dream. More light and light,--more dark and dark our woes! And strew this hungry churchyard with thy limbs: Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Purpose is but the slave to memory; 
And since, methinks, I would not grow so fast,

 Stanley, he is your wife's son:--well, look to it.