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SCENE XIV.
Seaton, Macbeth, and Lady.SEATON.
My lord! my lord! Macduff has storm'd the gate!
The men cry for you; and the rushing foes
Fill all the court.
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Well, well, go save thyself.
LADY.
Art thou a king, Macbeth?—Stay not for me;
I do begin to freshen and revive.
Away my thane, and with the joyous news
Of thy success recruit me.—Thane, away.
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