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Lady Macbeth: Thy letters have transported me beyond this ignorant present.
I feel now the future in the instant.
Macbeth: My dearest love, Duncan come here tonight.
Lady Macbeth: And when goes hence?
Macbeth: Tomorrow, as he purposes. Lady Macbeth: Oh never shall sun that morrow see.
Lady Macbeth: Your face, my Thane, is as a book where men may read strange matters.
Lady Macbeth: To begule the time, look like the time.
Lady Macbeth: Fear welcome in your eye, your hand , your tongue.
Lady Macbeth: Look like the innocent flower, but be the serpent under it.