Bring me no more reports; let them fly all:Servant
Till Birnam wood remove to Dunsinane,
I cannot taint with fear. What's the boy Malcolm?
Was he not born of woman? The spirits that know
All mortal consequences have pronounced me thus:
'Fear not, Macbeth; no man that's born of woman
Shall e'er have power upon thee.' Then fly,
false thanes,
And mingle with the English epicures:
The mind I sway by and the heart I bear
Shall never sag with doubt nor shake with fear.Enter a Servant
The devil damn thee black, thou cream-faced loon!
Where got'st thou that goose look?
There is ten thousand--MACBETH
Geese, villain!Servant Soldiers, sir.
- Macbeth, Act V, Scene 3
a current photo of the questionable waterfowl
In a previous post, this intrepid journalist reported on the appearance of ducks in the most Beaverly Cleaverly neighborhood of Athens. Alas, mistakes were made. It now appears that the waterfowl are not ducks but geese; the principal clue is that the bastards have grown fucking enormous.
Peachums regrets the error.
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