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40 Macbeth [Act II Moves like a ghost. Thou sure and firm-set earth, Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear Thy very stones prate of my whereabout, And take the present horror from the time, Which now suits with it. Whiles I threat, he lives : W'ocds to the heat of deeds too cold breath gives. [A bell rings. I go, and it is done: the bell invites me. Hear it not, Duncan, for it is a knell That summons thee to heaven, or to hell. [Exit. The First Murder Scene Scene II. The same Enter Lady Macbeth Lady Macbeth. That which hath made them drunk hath made me bold; What hath quench'd them hath given me fire. Hark! Peace! It was the owl that shriek'd, the fatal bellman, Which gives the stern 'st good-night. He is about it : The doors are open, and the surfeited grooms Do mock their charge with snores : I have drugg'd their possets, That death and nature do contend about them, Whether they live or die. Macbeth. [Within'] Who's there ? what, ho ! 10