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RV 363 (Rh) No, he need fear no more ‘sights.’ The Witches have done their work, and after this purposeless butchery his own imagination will trouble him no more. He has dealt his last blow at the conscience and pity which spoke through it.

The whole flood of evil in his nature is now let loose. He becomes an open tyrant, dreaded by everyone about him, and a terror to his country. She ‘sinks beneath the yoke.’

She weeps, she bleeds, ‘and each new day a gash is added to her wounds.’ She is not the mother of her children, but their grave;

For this wild rage and furious cruelty we are prepared; but vices of another kind start up as he plunges on his downward way.

says Malcolm; and two of these epithets surprise us. Who would have expected avarice or lechery in Macbeth? His ruin seems complete.