Macbeth (extrait)

Publié le par L'Hocine M.Anis



Macbeth : I conjure you, by that wich you profess,

                 Howe’er you come to know it, answer me :

                 Though you untile the winds and let him fight

                 Against the churches ; though the yesty waves

                 Confound and swallow nvigation up ;

                 Though bladed corn be loged and trees blown down ; 

                 Though castles topple on their warder’s heads ;

                 Though palaces and pyramids do slope

                  Their heads to their foundations ; though the treasure

                  Of nature’s germens trumble all toghether,

                  Even till destruction sicken ; answer me

                  To what I ask you


William Shakespeare

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