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...upon our pity as well as upon our horror, when he puts the following question to his cou. science — Why do I yield to that suggestion, Whose horrid image...seated heart knock at my ribs Against the use of nature ? Now let us turn to Richard, in whose cruel heart no such remorse finds place : he needs no tempter...

...he puts the following question to his conscience— Why do I yield to that suggestion, Whose horiid image doth unfix my hair, And make my seated heart knock at my ribs Against the use of nature ? Now let us turn to Richard, in whose cruel heart no such remorse finds place : he needs no tempter...

...— If ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth ? I am thane of Cawdor : If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid...? Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings: My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical, Shakes so my single state of man, that function Is...

...— If ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth ? I am thane of Cawdor : If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid...? Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings : My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical, Shakes so my single state of man, that function...

...:—If ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth ? I am thane of Cawdor: If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, And makejny seated heart knock at my ribs, Against the use of nature ? Present fears Are less than horrible...

...by the idea of a crime in the mind of Macbeth. He could not thus regard vice, without abhorring it. Why do I yield to that suggestion, Whose horrid image...' Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings : Mlr thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical, Shakes so my single state of man, that function...

...by the idea of a crime in the mind of Macbeth. He could not thus regard vice, without abhorring it. Why do I yield to that suggestion, Whose horrid image...> Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings : My thought, whose murder yel is but fantastical, Shakes so my single state of man, that function...

...accomplishment of what they promised; MACB. This supernatural soliciting Cannot be ill; cannot be good;— If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid...? Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings: My thought, whose murder is fantastical Shakes so my single state of man, that function Is smothered...