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acquaints us at the same time that Banquo is not alone the origin of his uneasiness, but that his anguish has as deep a spring in Fleance:—
Lady M. How now, my lord ? why do you keep alone,
Of sorriest fancies your companions making?
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Macb. We have scotch'd the snake, not kill'd it;
She'll close, and be herself; whilst our poor malice
Remains in danger of her former tooth.
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O, full of scorpions is my mind, dear wife!
Thou know'st, that Banquo, and his Fleance, lives? [1]
- ↑ Macbeth, Act iii. Sc. 2.
