My Dearest Banquo In Shakespeare's Macbeth'

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My Dearest Banquo, Let the trumpets sound a remorseful song, for the light of our kingdom, our great and glorious king Duncan, has been fallen by a cowardly murderer. My fingers tremble with both sorrow and fury as I scribe, for we have lost a great man to the clutches of Hades. The people of Scotland shall not rejoice on this day, for Duncan was a noble king, and a just ruler.

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