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Classics Illustrated: Macbeth. Act V. Scene 3.

Enter a Servant.


Macbeth: The devil damn thee black, thou cream-faced loon!

Where got'st thou that goose look?


Servant: There is ten thousand --


Macbeth: Geese, villain!


Servant: Soldiers, sir.


Macbeth: Go prick thy face, and over-red thy fear,

Thou lily-liver'd boy. What soldiers, patch?

Death of thy soul! those linen cheeks of thine

Are counsellors to fear. What soldiers, whey-face?


Servant:: The English force, so please you.


Macbeth: Take thy face hence.


Exit Servant.

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Taken on April 18, 2009