LADY MACBETH.
MACBETH.
But wherefore could not I pronounce, amen?
I had most need of blessing, and amen
Stuck in my throat.
LADY MACBETH.
These deeds must not be thought
After these ways: so, it will make us mad.
MACBETH.
Methought I heard a voice cry,
"Sleep no more," &c. &c.
LADY MACBETH.
What do you mean? who was it that thus cried?
Why, worthy Thane,
You do unbend your noble strength, to think
So brainsickly of things.—Go, get some water, &c. &c.