Happy Daggers
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| Introduction | Lady Macbeth: Why did you bring these daggers from the place? They must lie there. Go carry them, and smear The sleepy grooms with blood. Macbeth: I'll go no more. I am afraid to think what I have done; Look on't again I dare not. Lady Macbeth: Infirm of purpose! Give me the daggers. The sleeping and the dead Are but as pictures; 'tis the eye of childhood That fears a painted devil. Macbeth Act 2, scene 2, 45–52 |
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