The Earth, That Is Nature's Mother, Is

To Unpathed Waters, Undreamed Shores.

Lay On, Mcduff, And Be Damned He Who First Cries, 'hold, Enough!

Believe Then, If You Please, That I Can Do Strange Things. [act 5, Scene 2]

Tis Now The Very Witching Time Of Night, When Churchyards Yawn And Hell Itself Breathes Out Contagion To This World.

Be Just, And Fear Not.