What beast was't, then,
That made you break this enterprise to me?
When you durst do it, then you were
And, to be more than what you were, you would
Be so much more the man. Nor time nor place
then adhere, and yet you would make both:
They have made themselves, and that their fitness now
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 pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums,
And dash'd the brains out, had I
so sworn as you
Have done to this.
If we should fail?
But screw your courage to the sticking-place,
And we'll not fail. When Duncan is asleep
the rather shall his day's hard journey
Soundly invite himhis two chamberlains
Will I with wine and wassail
That memory, the warder of the brain,
Shall be a fume, and the receipt of reason
only: when in swinish sleep
Their drenched natures lie as in a death,
What cannot you and I perform upon
unguarded Duncan? what not put upon
His spongy officers, who shall bear the guilt
Of our great quell?
Bring forth men-children only;
For thy undaunted mettle should compose
Nothing but males. Will it not
When we have mark'd with blood those sleepy two
Of his own chamber and used their very
That they have done't?
Who dares receive it other,
As we shall make our griefs and clamour roar
Upon his death?
I am settled, and bend up
Each corporal agent to this terrible feat.
Away, and mock the time with fairest
False face must hide what the false heart doth know.
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