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Our chimnies were blown down: and, as they say,
Lamentings heard i' the air; strange screams of death;
And prophesying, with accents terrible,
Of dire combustion, and confus'd events,
New hatch'd to the woeful time. The obscure bird
Clamour'd the live-long night: some say, the earth
Was feverous, and did shake.
Macb. 'Twas a rough night.[1]
These answers are not meant to be equivocal: they are signs neither of guiltiness nor innocence; they would be just as properly made by Macbeth,
- ↑ Macbeth, Act ii. Sc 2.
