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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