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Lady Macbeth Mindmap
- Unsex me here And fill me from
the crown to the toe top-full Of
direst cruelty!
- Make thick my blood. Stop
up the access and passage
to remorse,
- Come, thick night, And pall
thee in the dunnest smoke
of hell, That my keen knife
see not the wound it makes,
- Art not without
ambition, but without
The illness should
attend it.
- Yet do I fear thy nature; It
is too full o’ th’ milk of
human kindness To catch
the nearest way:
- Hie thee hither, That I may pour my
spirits in thine ear And chastise with
the valor of my tongue All that
impedes thee from the golden round,
- Come to my woman’s
breasts, And take my milk
for gall,