The Gothic Male

Gothic Male - Macbeth-

Vaulting Ambition which o'erlaps itself and falls on th' other

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Gothic Male - Macbeth-

For brave Macbeth- Well he deserves that name

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Gothic Male - Macbeth-

So foul and fair a day I have not seen

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Gothic Male - Macbeth-

Is this dagger which i see before me, {..} Come let me clutch thee

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Gothic Male - Macbeth-

Thou canst not say I did it; never shake why gory locks at me

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Gothic Male - Macbeth-

I conjure you by that which you prefess

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Gothic Male - Macbeth-

Out, Out, brief candle

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Gothic Male - Macbeth-

Tyrant show thy face

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Gothic Male - Macbeth-

I bear a charmed life which must not yield to one of woman born

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Gothic Male - Macbeth-

A deed of dreadful note

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Gothic Male - Macbeth-

Seize upon fife; give to th' edge o' th' sword his wife, his babes and all unfortunate souls

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Gothic Male - Macbeth-

ANGUS: Now does he feel his secret murders sticking on his hands

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Gothic Male - Macbeth-

Stay you imperfect speakers tell me mrore

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Gothic Male - Macbeth-

Cannot be ill, cannot be goof. If ill

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Gothic Male - Macbeth-

Stars hide your fires, let noe light see my black and deep desires

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Gothic Male - Macbeth-

The moon is down; I have not heard the clock

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Gothic Male - Macbeth-

I could not say 'amen' when they did say 'God bless us'

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Gothic Male - Macbeth-

Macbeth does murder sleep

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Gothic Male - Macbeth-

That had a heart to love and in that heart courage to make love known

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Gothic Male - Macbeth-

Silver skin laced with his golden blood

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Gothic Male - Macbeth-

looked like a breach in nature

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Gothic Male - Macbeth-

We are yet but young indeed

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Gothic Male - Macbeth-

To the weird sisters, more shall they speak

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Gothic Male - Macbeth-

They have tied me to stake; I cannot fly

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Gothic Male - Macbeth-

Exit Macduff, with Macbeth's body

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Gothic Male - Macbeth-

That keep the word of promise to our ear and break it to our hope

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Gothic Male - Macbeth-

Dead butcher

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Gothic Male - The Bloody Chamber-

Like a mask, as if his real face, the face that truly reflected all the life he had led in the world before he met me

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Gothic Male - The Bloody Chamber-

My dear one, my little love, my child, dd he hurt her? He's so sorry for it, such impetuousness, he could not help himself; you see he loves her so

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Gothic Male - The Bloody Chamber-

self-sustaining carapace of his public person

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Gothic Male - The Bloody Chamber-

As if we had been precipitated to the bottom of the sea, beneath the waves that pounded against the shore

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Gothic Male - The Bloody Chamber-

I saw how he had lost his impassivity and was now filled with supressed excitment

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Gothic Male - The Bloody Chamber-

His curling mane

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Gothic Male - The Bloody Chamber-

Guilty joy as he slowly ascertained how I had sinned

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Gothic Male - The Courtship of Mr Lyon-

Beast took good care not to scratch the surface with his claws

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Gothic Male - The Courtship of Mr Lyon-

And then it was no longer a lion in her arms but a man, a man with an unkempt mane

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Gothic Male - The Courtship of Mr Lyon-

Cracked whisper of his former purr

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Gothic Male - The Courtship of Mr Lyon-

Since you left me, I have been sick

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Gothic Male - The Tigers Bride-

The beast not much different from any other man, although he wears a mask with a man's face painted most beautifully on it

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Gothic Male - The Tigers Bride-

Too much formal symmetry of feature to be entirely human

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Gothic Male - The Tigers Bride-

There was a reek of fur and ****

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Gothic Male - The Tigers Bride-

He was pacing backwards and forwards, backwards and forward, the tip of his heavy tail twitching as he paced out the length and breath of his imprisonment between the gnawed and bloody bones

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Gothic Male - The Snow Child-

I wish i had a girl as white a snow / I wish i had a girl as red as blood

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Gothic Male - The Snow Child-

As soon as he completed her description, there she stood

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Gothic Male - The Snow Child-

Weeping, the count got off his horse, unfastened his breeches and thrust his virile member into the dead girl

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Gothic Male - The Snow Child-

The count picked up the rose, bowed and handed it to his wife

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Gothic Male - The Snow Child-

Is she a fish, to swim in such cold weather?

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Gothic Male - The Snow Child-

The count felt sorry for his wife

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