Behind a White Mask

My dearest Love,

They met me in the day of success, and I have learned by the perfectest report they have more in them than mortal knowledge. When I burned in desire to question them further, they made themselves air, into which they vanished. Whiles I stood rapt in the wonder of it came missives from the king, who all-hailed me ‘Thane of Cawdor,’ by which title, before, these weird sisters saluted me, and referred me to the coming on of time with ‘Hail, king that shalt be!’ This have I thought good to deliver thee, my dearest partner of greatness, that thou might’st not lose the dues of rejoicing, by being ignorant of what greatness is promised thee. Lay it to thy heart, and farewell.

Yours always,
Macbeth

10 months ago

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   I had this (and the following soliloquy) memorized at one point for a theater class.

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   Awwwww this was read to me

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    Cawdor here. It all started so innocently and with such promise.

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