Macbeth

by: William Shakespeare

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LADY MACBETH
     Who dares receive it other,
As we shall make our griefs and clamor roar
Upon his death?
LADY MACBETH
Who could think it happened any other way? We’ll be grieving loudly when we hear that Duncan has died.
MACBETH
     I am settled, and bend up
80Each corporal agent to this terrible feat.
Away, and mock the time with fairest show.
False face must hide what the false heart doth know.
MACBETH
Now I’m decided, and I will exert every muscle in my body to commit this crime. Go now, and pretend to be a friendly hostess. Hide with a false pleasant face what you know in your false, evil heart.
Exeunt
They exit.