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MACBETH
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(aside) The prince of Cumberland!
That is a step
On which I must fall down, or else o'erleap,
For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires;
Let not light see my black and deep desires.
The eye wink at the hand, yet let that be
55Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.
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MACBETH
(to himself) Malcolm is now the
prince of Cumberland! To become king myself, I’m either
going to have to step over him or give up, because he’s in
my way. Stars, hide your light so no one can see the terrible
desires within me. I won’t let my eye look at what my hand
is doing, but in the end I’m still going to do that thing
I’d be horrified to see.
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Exit
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MACBETH exits.
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DUNCAN True, worthy Banquo. He is full so valiant,
And in his commendations I am fed;
It is a banquet to me.—Let’s after him,
Whose care is gone before to bid us welcome:
60It is a peerless kinsman.
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DUNCAN
(to BANQUO,
in the middle of a conversation we haven’t
heard) You’re right, Banquo. Macbeth is every bit
as valiant as you say, and I am satisfied with these praises of him.
Let’s follow after him, now that he has gone ahead to
prepare our welcome. He is a man without equal.
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Flourish. Exeunt
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Trumpet fanfare. They exit.
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