The night has been unruly. Where we lay. Our chimneys were blown down; and as they say lamentings heard i’th’air; strange screams of death And prophesying with accents terrible. Of dire combustion and confessed events. New hatch’d to the woeful time. The obscure bird Clamour’d the livelong night: some say the earth was feverous and did shake. This is the night .
- when Banquo was murdered
- before macbeth was killed
- when the duncan and his men were fighting the enemy
- when macbeth went to see the witches
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when duncan was murdered.
