Lady Macbeth Wireless Theatre Co
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EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
British (General) British (Received Pronunciation - RP, BBC)Transcript
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the raven himself is hoarse. That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan under my battlements Come, you spirits that tend on mortal thoughts unsexy me here and fill me from the crown to the toe top full of direst cruelty. Make thick my blood Stop up the access and passage to remorse that no compunctions visiting Sze of Nature shake my fell purpose nor keep peace between the effect and it come to my woman's breasts and take my milk for gall You murdering ministers wherever in your sightless substances you wait on nature's mischief come thick night and pall thee in the dun ist smoke of **** that my keen knife see not the wound it makes nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark to cry Hold hope, great gloms worthy cord or greater than both By the all hail hereafter Thy letters have transported me beyond this ignorant present And I feel now the future in the instant my dearest love Duncan comes here tonight and when goes hence tomorrow as he purposes, never shall sun that Morrow see your face, My thane is as a book where men may read strange matters to beguile the time look like the time they're welcome in your eye. Your hand, your tongue look like the innocent flower. But be the serpent under it. He that's coming must be provided for. And you shall put this night's great business into my dispatch which shall to all our nights and days to come, give solely sovereign sway and master done. We will speak further. Only look up clear to alter favour Everest of fear. Leave all the rest to me.