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Thou shalt not live;
That I may tell pale-hearted fear, it lies;
And sleep in spite of thunder;[1]—
the quality of his fear is decided by the kingly style he uses, when,—being assured that he
Shall never vanquished be, until
Great Birnam wood to high Dunsinane hill
Shall come against him,[2]—
elate, and triumphing in the stability of his reign, he exclaims,
That will never be.
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Rebellious head, rise never, till the wood
Of Birnam rise, and our high-plac'd Macbeth
Shall live the lease of nature, &c.[3]
