fair is foul and foul is fair
stars hide your fires
let not light see my black and deep desires
- ambition guilt juxtaposittin
yet I do fear thy nature
it is too full of milk oth human kindness
is this a dagger which i see before me
had he not resemebled my father as he slept u had donet
sleep no more macbeth does murder sleep
this dead butcher and his friend like queen