12-03-2008, 07:16 PM
MACDUFF
Despair thy charm,
14 And let the angel whom thou still hast served
15 Tell thee, Macduff was from his mother's womb
16 Untimely ripp'd.
MACBETH
17 Accursed be that tongue that tells me so,
18 For it hath cow'd my better part of man!
19 And be these juggling fiends no more believed,
20 That palter with us in a double sense;
21 That keep the word of promise to our ear,
22 And break it to our hope. I'll not fight with thee.
Despair thy charm,
14 And let the angel whom thou still hast served
15 Tell thee, Macduff was from his mother's womb
16 Untimely ripp'd.
MACBETH
17 Accursed be that tongue that tells me so,
18 For it hath cow'd my better part of man!
19 And be these juggling fiends no more believed,
20 That palter with us in a double sense;
21 That keep the word of promise to our ear,
22 And break it to our hope. I'll not fight with thee.