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Section 728
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1Macb.
2I haue almost forgot the taste of Feares:
3The time ha's beene, my sences would haue cool'd
4To heare a Night‑shrieke, and my Fell of haire
5Would at a dismall Treatise rowze, and stirre
6As life were in't. I haue supt full with horrors,
7Direnesse familiar to my slaughterous thoughts
8Cannot once start me. Wherefore was that cry?