Make thick my blood– Lady Macbeth
Unsex me here– Lady Macbeth
What, will these hands ne’er be clean– Lady Macbeth
Out, damned spot! out, I say– Lady Macbeth
Thou wouldst be great
Art not without ambition, but without
The illness should attend it- Lady Macbeth
To be thus is nothing, but to be safely thus- Macbeth
all the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little
hand.- Lady Macbeth
Two truths are told
As happy prologues to the swelling act
Of th’imperial theme- Macbeth
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