Macb. is this a dagger which i see before me,
the handle toward my hand? come, let me clutch thee.
i have thee not, and yet i see thee still.
art thou not, fatal vision, sensible
to feeling as to sight? or art thou but
a dagger of the mind, a false creation,
proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
which phrase in the passage best build tension in the play?
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a. clutch thee
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b. art thou not
o
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c. before me
d. fatal vision