English

Dean Moore

30 October, 09:14

Compare Macbeth's attitude to life and death with his speech in Act 3 Scene 2 Come, seeling night

Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day

And with thy bloody and invisible hand

Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale. Light thickens,

And the crow makes wing to th'rooky wood;

Good things of day begin to droop and drowse,

Whiles night's black agents to their preys do rouse.

Thou marvell'st at my words, but hold thee still

Things bad begun, make strong themselves by ill.

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