User talk:Lavendular

LO you! here she comes. This is her very guise, and, upon my life, fast asleep. Observe her: stand close. How came she by that light? Why, it stood by her: she has light by her continually; 't is her command. You see, her eyes are open. Ay, but their senses are shut. What is it she does now? Look, how she rubs her hands. It is an accustomed action with her, to seem thus waashing her hands. I have kmown her continue in this a quarter of an hour. Yet there's a apot. Hark! she speaks. I will set down what comes from her, to satisfy my rememberance the more strongly. Out, damned spot! Out, I say! - One; two; why, then't is time to do't. - Hell is murky. - Fie, my Lord, fie! a soldier, and afeard? - What need we fear who knows it, when none can call our power to account? - Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him? Do you mark that?