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The Will Of Man Is By His Reason Sway'd.

Ross You Must Have Patience, Madam. Lady Macduff He Had None: His Flight Was Madness: When Our Actions Do Not, Our Fears Do Make Us Traitors.

Yon Grey Lines That Fret The Clouds Are Messengers Of Day.

Reason Thus With Life: If I Do Lose Thee, I Do Lose A Thing That None But Fools Would Keep.

I Had Rather Hear My Dog Bark At A Crow, Than A Man Swear He Loves Me.