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 JABARI AJAO



= = = =  Is this a dagger which I see before me,  34 The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee.  35 I have thee not, and yet I see thee still.  [|36] Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible  37 To feeling as to sight? or art thou but  38 A dagger of the mind, a false creation,  [|39] Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?  40 I see thee yet, in form as palpable  41 As this which now I draw.  [|42] Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going;  43 And such an instrument I was to use.  44 Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses,  45 Or else worth all the rest; I see thee still,  [|46] And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood,  47 Which was not so before. There's no such thing: <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 140%;"> [|48] It is the bloody business which informs <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 140%;"> [|49] Thus to mine eyes. Now o'er the one half-world <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 140%;"> [|50] Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 140%;"> [|51] The curtain'd sleep; witchcraft celebrates <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 140%;"> [|52] Pale Hecat's off'rings; and wither'd Murder, <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 140%;"> [|53] Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf, <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 140%;"> [|54] Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace, <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 140%;"> [|55] With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 140%;"> 56 Moves like a ghost. Thou sure and firm-set earth, <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 140%;"> 57 Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 140%;"> [|58] Thy very stones prate of my whereabout, <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 140%;"> [|59] And take the present horror from the time, <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 140%;"> [|60] Which now suits with it. Whiles I threat, he lives: <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 140%;"> 61 Words to the heat of deeds too cold breath gives. <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 140%;"> A bell rings. <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 140%;"> 62 I go, and it is done; the bell invites me.

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 140%;"> 63 Hear it not, Duncan; for it is a knell

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 140%;"> 64 That summons thee to heaven or to hell.