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Good night, mother. Now, good sweet nurse,--O Lord, why look'st thou sad? Calmly, good Laertes. Good morrow, neighbour: whither away so fast? Many good morrows to my noble lord! | Hold, Tybalt!--good Mercutio!-- |
They met me in the day of success; and I have
learned by the perfectest report they have more in them than
mortal knowledge. When I burned in desire to question them
further, they made themselves air, into which they vanished.
Whiles I stood rapt in the wonder of it, came missives from
the king, who all-hailed me, 'Thane of Cawdor'; by which title,
before, these weird sisters saluted me, and referred me to the
coming on of time, with 'Hail, king that shalt be!' This have
I thought good to deliver thee, my dearest partner of
greatness; that thou mightst not lose the dues of rejoicing, by
being ignorant of what greatness is promised thee. Lay it to thy
heart, and farewell. Good sir, whose powers are these? Good father, I beseech you on my knees, Nay, good my lord, be not afraid of shadows. That would make good of bad, and friends of foes! Good Peter, to hide her face; for her fan's the fairer face. And wish his mistress were that kind of fruit Be of good cheer: mother, how fares your grace? But, my good lord, your grace's word shall serve But penetrable to your kind entreaties, And a good lady, and a wise and virtuous: Happy were England would this virtuous prince And so, my good lord mayor, we bid farewell. Then the charm is firm and good. And so good Capulet,--which name I tender