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 pangs of his torn bosom; for, finding that Fleance has not met the same untimely fate, and that Banquo might still prove the root and father Of many Kings, — we see him instantly replunged into all the agony of his former terrors:— Mur. Most royal Sir, Fleance is 'scap'd.

Macb. Then comes my fit again: I'd else been perfect; Whole as the marble, founded as the rock; As broad and general as the casing air: But now, I'm cabin'd, cribb'd, confin'd, bound in, To saucy doubts and fears.