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Click on the verses to see them in context. Shakespeare's plays are available from the Gutenberg Projet.
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Fear not, Macbeth; no man that's born of woman
Shall e'er have power upon thee.--Then fly, false thanes, The tyrant's people on both sides do fight; Giving to you no further personal power A bloody tyrant and a homicide; Do we but find the tyrant's power to-night, To whom I will retail my conquest won, What says Lord Stanley? will he bring his power? But passion lends them power, time means, to meet, His presence at the tyrant's feast, I hear, Thriftless ambition, that wilt ravin up And part in just proportion our small power.-- To whom I will retail my conquest won, | our power to account?--Yet who would have thought the old man to |
His presence at the tyrant's feast, I hear, Six or seven thousand is their utmost power. Is in the field, and still his power increaseth. Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself, Thou liest, abhorred tyrant; with my sword For a charm of powerful trouble, When I shall tread upon the tyrant's head, Do we but find the tyrant's power to-night, Do we but find the tyrant's power to-night, In general synod, take away her power; Thriftless ambition, that wilt ravin up