The Prince of Cumberland! That is a step
On which I must fall down, or else o’erleap,
For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires,
Let not light see my black and deep desires;
The eye wink at the hand; yet let that be
Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.
I must become king by getting rid of him these stars I want them to stop shining so bright I want them to go away because I do not want these stars to see my darkest meaning I don’t want to see myself kill the King.
React!