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MACBETH
Let's briefly put on manly readiness,
And meet i' the hall together. ALL
Well contented.
Exeunt all but Malcolm and Donalbain. MALCOLM
What will you do? Let's not consort with them: To show an unfelt sorrow is an office Which the false
man does easy. I'll to England. DONALBAIN
To Ireland, I; our separated fortune Shall keep us both the safer: where we are, There's daggers in men's
smiles: the near in blood, The nearer bloody. MALCOLM
This murderous shaft that's shot Hath not yet lighted, and our safest way Is to avoid the aim. Therefore,
to horse; And let us not be dainty of leave-taking, But shift away: there's warrant in that theft Which steals
itself, when there's no mercy left. [Exeunt]
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