No Fear Shakespeare
Macbeth
Act 3, Scene 4, Page 8
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LADY MACBETH
You lack the season of all natures, sleep.
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LADY MACBETH
You haven’t slept.
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MACBETH
Come, we’ll to sleep. My strange and self-abuse
Is the initiate fear that wants hard use.
We are yet but young in deed.
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MACBETH
Yes, let’s go to sleep. My strange self-delusions just
come from inexperience. We’re still just beginners when it
comes to crime.
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Exeunt |
They exit. |






