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He has almost supped. Why have you left the chamber? Was the hope drunk wherein you dressed yourself? Hath it slept since? And wakes it now to look so green and pale, at what it did so freely? From this time, such I account thy love. Art thou afeard to be the same in thine own act and valor as thou art in desire? Wouldst thou have that which thou esteem'st the ornament of life, and live a coward in thine own esteem, letting "I dare not" wait upon "I would,"like the poor cat i' the adage?

What beast was't then that made you break this enterprise to me? When you durst do it, then you were a man; and to be more than what you were, you would be so much more the man. Nor time nor place did then adhere, and yet you would make both. They have made themselves, and that their fitness now does unmake you. I have given suck, and know how tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me: I would, while it was smiling in my face, have plucked my nipple from his boneless gums and dashed the brains out, had I so sworn as you have done this. If we should fail?

Screw your courage to the sticking place and we'll not fail. When Duncan is asleep (Whereto the rather shall his day's hard journey soundly invite him), his two chamberlains will I with wine and wassail so convince, that memory, the warder of the brain, shall be a fume, and the receipt of reasona limbeck only. When in swinish sleep their drenchèd natures lies as in a death, what cannot you and I perform upon th' unguarded Duncan? What not put upon his spongy officers, who shall bear the guilt of our great quell?