Brave Macbeth..., His brandished steel which smok'd with bloody execution., ...too full o'th'milk of human kindness..., Is this a dagger which I see before me..., A little water clears us of this deed., Oh horror, horror, horror!, O'treachery! Fly, good Fleance, fly, fly, fly!, Never shake thy gory locks at me., None of woman born shall harm Macbeth., Out damned spot, out I say., Macduff was from his mother's womb untimely ripped., ...bloody butcher and his fiend-like queen...,

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