Macbeth does murder sleep!" the innocent sleep,
Sleep that knits up the ravell'd sleave of care,
[[120]]The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath,
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Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course,
Chief nourisher in life's feast.
Macbeth. Act ii. Sc. 2.[120:1]
Infirm of purpose!
Macbeth. Act ii. Sc. 2.[120:1]
'T is the eye of childhood
That fears a painted devil.