Temptation: The Fiend At My Elbow.

Lay On, Mcduff, And Be Damned He Who First Cries, 'hold, Enough!

To Be Direct And Honest Is Not Safe.

You Are My True And Honourable Wife; As Dear To Me As The Ruddy Drops That Visit My Sad Heart.

I'll Privily Away; I Love The People, But Do Not Like To Stage Me To Their Eyes; Though It Do Well, I Do Not Relish Well Their Loud Applause And Aves Vehement, Nor Do I Think The Man Of Safe Discretion That Does Not Affect It.

The Let-alone Lies Not In Your Good Will.