Glamis thou art, and Cawdor; and shalt be What thou art promised. Yet do I fear thy nature; It is too full o' the milk of human kindness To catch the nearest way. Thou wouldst be great; Art not without ambition, but without The illness should attend it. What thou wouldst highly, That wouldst thou holily; wouldst not play false, And yet wouldst wrongly win: thou dost have, great Glamis, That which cries "Thus thou must do, if thou have it"; And that which rather thou dost fear to do Than wishest should be undone. Hie thee hither, That I may pour my spirits in thine ear; And chastise with the valour of my tongue All that impedes thee from the golden round, Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem To have thee crown'd withal. 难道你把自己沉浸在里面的那种希望，只是醉后的妄想吗？它现在从一场睡梦中醒来，因为追悔自己的孟浪，而吓得脸色这样苍白吗？从这一刻起，我要把你的爱情看作同样靠不住的东西。你不敢让你在行为和勇气上跟你的欲望一致吗？你宁愿像一头畏首畏尾的猫儿，顾全你所认为生命的装饰品的名誉，不惜让你在自己眼中成为一个懦夫，让“我不敢”永远跟随在“我想要”的后面吗
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