Macbeth
What we now have , brings no delight. our brightest
day has turned to darkest night. We are not safe, there is no joy, when guilt
and horror our own lives destroy. why,
my dear lord, do you walk alone. Such
thoughts should all be buried with the dead.
Nothing can change things now.
What's done is done.
The dead’s half done.
The snake is wounded, but we have not killed it. It will turn again and poison us there’s
nothing we can do. My dreams are
terrible. I' d rather end it all,than
live like this tormented day and night by thoughts and dreams. I will
, my love and so will you. Pay most
attention, dear , to noble Banquo.
Your looks and words must flatter him to keep us
safe. I'll do the same. our faces are the masks that hide black
hearts black with our evil thoughts. They
will not live for ever. I know that too. That's
true. that's very true. Be happy then
before the last light of bright day has gone and been replaced by blackness,
there shall be done a truly wicked deed.
This is an extremely bad thought of husband and wife.
I can not find anything comparable. Even best friends. That
combines all the happiness to be able to kill them.
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