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Forms of magic! spare my life!Shield me from the murderer's knife!Before me dim in lurid lightFloat the phantoms of the night—Behind I hear my Father cry,Fly, son of Banquo—Fleance, fly!
Parent of the sceptred race,Fearless tread the circled space:Fearless Fleance venture near—Sire of monarchs—spurn at fear.
Sisters with prophetic breathPour we now the dirge of Death!*******1793. 
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