...favorite play. The tragedy of the man of ambition, the creature of destiny. He recited the lines — Duncan is in his grave; After life's fitful fever he sleeps well . . . Lincoln lingered over the poetry. He tried to fathom Macbeth 's state of mind. The "dark deed...

...nightly: better be with the dead . . . Than on the torture of the mind to lie In restless ecstasy. Duncan is in his grave: After life's fitful fever he sleeps well, Treason has done his worst; nor steel, nor poison, Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing Can touch...