"Fair is foul and foul is fair." "Hover through the fog and filthy air." "When shall we three meet again?" "In thunder, lightning or in rain?" "When the hurlyburly's done." "When the battle's lost and won." "That would be ere the set of sun." "Where?" "Upon the heath." "There to meet with Macbeth." "What bloody man is that?" "Hail, friend!" "Say to the king thy knowledge of the broil as thou left it." "The merciless Macdonwald led his rebellion from the Western Isles." "And fortune on his damned quarrel smiled." "But, brave Macbeth" "He deserves that name." "carved out a passage till he faced the slave." "And ne'er shook hands nor bade farewell till he unseamed him from the nave to the chops." "Valiant cousin!" "Upon this chance did the Norwegian king with new supplies of men, begin a fresh assault." "Dismayed not this our captains, Macbeth and Banquo?" "Yes." "As sparrows eagles, or the hare the lion." "So well thy words become thee as thy wounds." "They smack of honour." "Go get him surgeons." "God save the king." "What news, worthy thane?" "Norway, in terrible numbers assisted by this traitor, the Thane of Cawdor began a dismal conflict till Bellona's bridegroom, Macbeth confronts the king arm against arm, curbing his lavish spirit." "And to conclude, the victory fell on us." "Great happiness!" "No more that thane shall deceive our bosom interest." "Go pronounce his present death." "And with his former title, greet Macbeth." "So foul and fair a day I have not seen." "What are these?" "So withered and wild in their attire that look not like inhabitants of the Earth." "Speak, if you can." "What are you?" "All hail, Macbeth." "Hail to thee, Thane of Glamis." "All hail, Macbeth." "Hail to thee, Thane of Cawdor." "All hail, Macbeth, that shall be king hereafter." "Are ye fantastical, or that indeed which outwardly you show?" "My partner you greet with grace and great prediction that he seems rapt withal." "To me you speak not." "if you can look into the seeds of time and say which grain will grow and which will not, speak to me who neither beg nor fear your favours nor your hate." "Hail!" "Lesser than Macbeth, and greater." "Not so happy, yet much happier." "Thou shalt beget kings, though thou be none." "So all hail, Macbeth and Banquo." "Banquo and Macbeth, all hail." "Stay, you imperfect speakers!" "Tell me more." "By Sinel's death, I know I am Thane of Glamis." "But how of Cawdor?" "Say from whence you owe this intelligence." "Or why upon this heath you stop our way with such prophetic greeting7." "Whither are they vanished?" "into the air." "And what seemed corporal melted, as breath into the wind." "Were such things here as we do speak about?" "Or have we eaten of the insane root that takes reason prisoner?" "Your children shall be kings." "You shall be king." "And Thane of Cawdor." "Went it not so?" "To the selfsame tune and words." "The Thane of Cawdor lives," "And to be hing stands not within the prospect of belief," "No more than to be Cawdor," "The king hath happily received the news of thy success." "Thick as hail came post with post, and everyone did bear thy praises." "We are sent to give thee from our royal master thanks, not pay thee." "And for an earnest of a greater honour, he bade me call thee Thane of Cawdor." "What?" "Can the devil speak true?" "He lives." "Why do you dress me in borrowed robes?" "Who was the thane lives yet, but that life he deserves to lose." "Treasons capital, confessed and proved, have overthrown him." "Glamis, and Thane of Cawdor," "The greatest is behind," "Thanks for your pains." "Do you not hope your children shall be kings7." "Those that gave Cawdor to me, promised no less to them." "That, trusted home, might yet enkindle you unto the crown besides the Thane of Cawdor." "Often, to win us to our harm, instruments of darkness tell truths." "Win us with honest trifles, to betray us in deepest consequence." "This supernatural soliciting cannot be ill cannot be good," "if ill, why hath if given me earnest of success, commencing in a truth?" "I am Thane of Cawdor." "if good, why do I yield to that suggestion whose horrid image doth unfix my hair and mahe my seated heart hnoch at my ribs against the use of nature7," "Present fears are less than horrible imaginings," "My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical shades so my single state of man  that function is smothered in surmise and nothing is but what is not," "I thank you, gentlemen." "Look how our partner's rapt." "If chance will have me hing, chance may crown me without my stir," "Worthy Macbeth." "We stay upon your leisure." "Give me your favour, my dull brain was wrought with things forgotten." "Let us to the king." "Long live the king." "Nothing in his life became him like the leaving it." "He threw away the dearest thing he owed as if it were a careless trifle." "There's no art to find a mind's construction in the face." "On him I built an absolute trust." ""Hail, king that shalt be." "This have I thought good to deliver thee my dearest partner of greatness that thou might not be ignorant of what greatness is promised thee." "Lay it to thy heart, and farewell."" "Glamis thou art, and Cawdor and shalt be what thou art promised." "Yet I do fear thy nature," "If is too full of the mild of human hindness fo cafch fhe nearesf way," "Thou wouldsf be greaf arf nof wifhouf ambifion, buf wifhouf fhe illness should affend if," "Whaf fhou wouldsf highly, fhou wouldsf holily," "Wouldsf nof play false, yef wouldsf wrongly win," "Hie fhee hifher, fhaf I may pour my spirifs in fhine ear," "Hail, Macbeth!" "Hail, Thane of Cawdor!" "Worthiest cousin!" "The sin of my ingratitude was heavy on me." "Only I have left to say, more is thy due than more than all can pay." "The service and the loyalty I owe pays itself." "Your part is to receive our duties." "Welcome. I have begun to plant thee and will labour to make thee grow." "Noble Banquo, that has no less deserved let me enfold thee and hold thee to my heart." "There if I grow, the harvest is your own." "Sons, kinsmen, thanes, and you whose places are the nearest know we will establish our estate upon our eldest, Malcolm." "Whom we name hereafter the Prince of Cumberland." "Hail, Prince of Cumberland!" "Hail, Prince of Cumberland!" "Go hence to Inverness and bind us further to you." "I'll go and make joyful the hearing of my wife with your approach." "So humbly take my leave." "My worthy Cawdor." "It is a peerless kinsman." "The Prince of Cumberland!" "Thaf is a sfep on which I musf fall down, or else o'erleap," "For in my way if lies," "Macbeth!" "Macbeth!" "Sfars, hide your fires," "Lef nof lighf see my blach and deep desires," "Great Glamis." "Worthy Cawdor." "Greater than both by the all-hail hereafter." "Thy letter transported me beyond this present and I feel the future in the instant." "My dearest love Duncan comes here tonight." "And when goes hence?" "Tomorrow, as he purposes." "Never shall sun that morrow see." "Your face is as a book where men may read strange matters." "He that's coming must be provided for." "You shall put this night's business into my dispatch." "We will speak further." "Look like the innocent flower, but be the serpent under it." "Leave all the rest to me." "The raven croahs fhe fafal enfrance of Duncan under my bafflemenfs," "Come, you spirifs fhaf fend on morfal fhoughfs, Unsex me here," "Fill me from fhe crown fo fhe foe fop-full of diresf cruelfy," "Mahe fhich my blood, Sfop up fhe access and passage fo remorse  fhaf no compuncfious visifings of nafure shahe my purpose," "This castle hath a pleasant seat." "The air nimbly and sweetly recommends itself unto our gentle senses." "Come, fhich nighf, pall fhee in fhe dunnesf smohe of hell  fhaf my heen hnife see nof fhe wound if mahes nor heaven peep fhrough fhe darh fo cry, "Hold!"" "Fair and noble hostess, we are your guest tonight." "Your servant ever." "Give me your hand." "Conduct me to mine host." "We love him highly and shall continue our graces towards him." "If if were done when 'fis done, fhen 'fwere well if were done quichly, lf fhe assassinafion could frammel up fhe consequence and cafch, wifh his surcease, success," "Thaf buf fhis blow mighf be fhe be-all and fhe end-all here," "Buf here, upon fhis banh and shoal of fime we'djump fhe life fo come," "Health to this household!" "Buf in fhese cases, we sfiii have judgemenf here  fhaf we buf feach bloody insfrucfions which, being faughf, refurn fo plague fhe invenfor," "He's here in double frusf," "Firsf, as I am his hinsman and his subjecf sfrong bofh againsf fhe deed," "Then as his host who should against his murderer shut the door, not bear the knife myself." "Besides, this Duncan hath borne his faculties so meek hafh been so clear in his greaf office  fhaf his virfues will plead lihe angels, frumpef-fongued againsf fhe deep damnafion of his fahing-off," "And pify, lihe a newborn babe sfriding fhe blasf, or heaven's cherubin horsed upon fhe sighfless couriers of fhe air, shall blow  fhe horrid deed in every eye, fhaf fears shall drown fhe wind," "I have no spur to prick the sides of my intent." "But only vaulting ambition which o'erleaps itself and falls on the other side." "Why have you left the chamber?" "Hath he asked for me?" "Know you not he has?" "We will proceed no further in this business." "He hath honoured me of late." "And I have bought golden opinions from all sorts of people which would be worn in their newest gloss, not cast aside so soon." "Was the hope drunk, wherein you dressed yourself?" "Hath it slept since?" "And wakes it now to look so green and pale at what it did so freely?" "From this time such I account thy love." "Art thou afeard to be the same in act as in desire?" "Prithee, peace." "Wouldst thou live a coward, letting "l dare not" wait upon "l would"?" "Like the poor cat in the adage?" "I dare do all that may become a man." "Who dares do more is none." "What beast was it then, that made you break this enterprise to me?" "When you durst do it, then you were a man." "To be more than what you were, you would be so much more the man." "Hail, Thane of Cawdor." "If we should fail?" "We fail." "But screw your courage to the sticking-place and we'll not fail." "Duncan's two chamberlains will I with wine so convince that memory, the warder of the brain, shall be a fume." "I'll drug their possets." "When in swinish sleep their drenched natures lie as in a death what cannot you and I perform upon the unguarded Duncan?" "Bring forfh men-children only for fhy undaunfed meffle should compose nofhing buf males," "How goes the night?" "The moon is down." "I have not heard the clock." "She goes down at 1 2." "l take it 'tis later, sir." "Take my sword." "There's husbandry in heaven." "Their candles are all out." "Take thee that too." "A heavy summons lies like lead upon me, and yet I would not sleep." "Merciful powers, restrain the thoughts that nature gives way to in repose." "Who's there?" "A friend." "What, sir, not yet at rest?" "The king's abed." "He hath been in unusual pleasure and sent great largess to your offices." "Being unprepared, our will became the servant to defect." "All's well." "I dreamt last night of the three weird sisters." "To you they have showed some truth." "l think not of them." "Yet, when we can entreat an hour to serve we would spend it in words upon that business if you'd grant the time." "At your kindest leisure." "It shall make honour for you." "So I lose none in seeking to augment it. I shall be counselled." "Good repose the while." "Thanks, sir." "The like to you." "is fhis a dagger which I see before me  fhe handle foward 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?" "I see thee yet in form as palpable as this which now I draw." "Thou marshal'st me the way that I was going." "And such an instrument I was to use." "Mine eyes are made the fools of the other senses or else worth all the rest." "I see thee still!" "And on thy blade and dudgeon, gouts of blood which was not so before." "There's no such thing." "It is the bloody business which informs thus to mine eyes." "Now o'er fhe one half-world nafure seems dead and wifhered murder, alarmed by his senfinel, fhe wolf whose howl's his wafch," "Thus wifh his sfealfhy pace, wifh Tarquin's ravishing sfrides  fowards his design moves lihe a ghosf," "Thou sure and firm-sef earfh hear nof my sfeps, which way fhey waih for fear fhe very sfones prafe of my whereaboufs," "Hear if nof, Duncan for if is a hnell fhaf summons fhee fo heaven or fo hell," "I'm afraid fhey have awahed, and 'fis nof done," "The affempf and nof fhe deed confounds us," "Hark!" "Peace!" "If was fhe owl fhaf shriehed  fhe fafal bellman, which gives fhe sfernesf good nighf," "My husband?" "I have done the deed." "Didst thou not hear a noise?" "I heard the owl and the crickets." "Did not you speak?" "Now." "As I descended?" "Ay." "Hark!" "Who lies in the second chamber?" "Donalbain." "This is a sorry sight." "A foolish thought, to say a sorry sight." "Methought I heard a voice cry, "Sleep no more." "Macbeth does murder sleep."" "The innocent sleep, sleep that knits up the ravelled sleave of care." "The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, balm of hurt minds." "Nature's second course, chief nourisher in life's feast." "Still it cried to all the house, "Glamis hath murdered sleep and Cawdor shall sleep no more." "Macbeth shall sleep no more!"" "Who was it that thus cried?" "These deeds must not be thought after these ways so it will make us mad." "Get some water, and wash this filthy witness from your hands." "Why did you bring these daggers from the place?" "They must lie there." "I'll go no more." "I am afraid of what I have done." "Look on it again I dare not." "lnfirm of purpose!" "Give me the daggers." "If he do bleed I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal for it must seem their guilt." "Whence is that knocking?" "How is it with me, when every noise appals me?" "What hands are here?" "They pluck out mine eyes!" "Will great Neptune's ocean wash this blood clean from my hand?" "No, this my hand will rather the multitudinous seas incarnadine making the green one red." "My hands are of your colour but I scorn to wear a heart so white." "A little water clears us of this deed." "How easy is it, then!" "Retire we to our chamber." "Get on your nightgown, lest occasion show us to be watchers." "Be not lost so poorly in your thoughts." "To know my deed, 'twere best not know myself." "Wake Duncan with thy knocking!" "I would thou couldst." "Here's a knocking indeed!" "If a man were porter of hell gate, he'd have less turning the key." "Who's there, in the name of Beelzebub?" "Knock, knock." "Who's there, in the other devil's name?" "Knock, knock." "Never at quiet." "What are you?" "One that goes the primrose way to the everlasting bonfire?" "I'll devil-porter it no further." "This place is too cold for hell." "Anon, anon!" "Was it so late ere you went to bed, that you lie so late?" "We were carousing till the second cock and drink, sir, is a great provoker of three things." "What three things?" "Nose-painting, sleep and urine." "Lechery, sir, it provokes and it unprovokes." "It provokes the desire but takes away the performance." "It makes you, it mars you, it sets you on it takes you off, it persuades you, it disheartens you it makes you stand to and not stand to." "Drink gave thee the lie last night." "That it did." "ls thy master stirring?" "Good morrow." "ls the king stirring, worthy thane?" "Not yet." "He did command me to call timely." "I have almost slipped the hour." "I'll bring you to him." "This is the door." "I'll make so bold to call, for 'tis my appointed service." "Goes the king hence today?" "He does." "He did appoint so." "The night has been unruly." "Our chimneys were blown down." "And, as they say, lamentings heard in the air, strange screams of death." "Some say the earth was feverous." "'Twas a rough night." "Oh, horror!" "Horror, horror!" "Confusion now hath made his masterpiece!" "Murder hath broke open the Lord's anointed temple." "What is it you say?" "Mean you His Majesty?" "Do not bid me speak." "See, and then speak yourselves." "Awake!" "Awake!" "Ring the alarm bell!" "Murder and treason!" "Malcolm and Donalbain!" "Banquo!" "Awake!" "Shake off this downy sleep, death's counterfeit, and look on death itself!" "Up!" "Up!" "And see the great doom's image." "Fleance!" "Banquo!" "Rise up as from your graves and walk like spirits to countenance this horror." "Ring the bell!" "What's the business, that a hideous trumpet calls to parley the sleepers of the house?" "Speak!" "Gentle lady, 'tis not for you to hear what I speak." "Banquo, our royal master's murdered." "Woe, alas!" "What, in our house?" "Too cruel anywhere." "I prithee, contradict thyself, and say it is not so." "Had I but died before this chance, I had lived a blessed time." "There is nothing serious in mortality." "All is but toys." "Renown and grace is dead." "What is amiss?" "You are, and do not know it." "Your royal father's murdered." "By whom?" "Those of his chambers, it seemed, had done it." "They were all badged with blood." "So were their daggers." "O, yet I do repent me of my fury that I did kill them." "Wherefore did you so?" "Who can be wise, amazed, temperate and furious loyal and neutral in a moment?" "No man!" "Here lay Duncan, his skin laced with his blood." "There the murderers, steeped in the colours of their trade." "Who could refrain, that had a heart to love?" "And in that heart, courage to make his love known?" "Let's briefly put on manly readiness and meet in the hall together to question this most bloody piece of work." "Fears and scruples shake us." "In the great hand of God I stand." "Against the undivulged pretence I fight of treasonous malice." "So do I." "So all." "What will you do?" "Let's not consort with them." "l'll to England." "To Ireland, I." "Our separated fortune shall keep us both the safer." "Where we are, there's daggers in men's smiles." "This murderous shaft that's shot hath not yet lighted." "Therefore to horse." "And let us not be dainty of leave-taking." "Shift away." "How goes the world, Macduff?" "Why?" "See you not?" "Is it known who did this more than bloody deed?" "Those that Macbeth hath slain." "What good could they expect?" "They were suborned." "Malcolm and Donalbain, the king's sons, are fled which puts upon them suspicion of the deed." "Then 'tis most like the sovereignty will fall upon Macbeth." "He's already named and gone to Scone to be invested." "Will you to Scone?" "No, cousin, I'll home to Fife." "Well, I will thither." "May you see things well done there." "Adieu." "Thou hasf if now," "King, Cawdor, Glamis all as fhe weird women promised," "And I fear fhou play'dsf mosf foully for if," "Yef if was said if should nof sfand in fhy posferify," "Buf fhaf myself should be fhe roof and fafher of many hings, lf fhere comes frufh from fhem may fhey nof be my oracles as well and sef me up in hope?" "Hail, Macbeth!" "Hail, King of Scotland!" "Hail, Macbeth!" "Hail, King of Scotland!" "Here's our chief guest." "If he had been forgotten, it'd have been a gap in our great feast." "Tonight we hold a solemn supper, and I'll request your presence." "Let Your Highness command upon me to the which my duties are with a most indissoluble tie forever knit." "Ride you this afternoon?" "Ay, my lord." "is it far you ride?" "As far as will fill up the time 'twixt this and supper." "Fail not our feast." "My lord, I will not." "We hear our bloody cousins are in England and Ireland not confessing their cruel parricide." "But of that tomorrow." "Hie you to horse." "Adieu till you return at night." "Goes Fleance with you?" "Ay, my lord." "I wish your horses swift and sure of foot." "Farewell." "Attend those men our leisure?" "They do." "Bring them before us." "To be thus is nothing, but to be safely thus." "Our fears in Banquo stick deep." "In his royalty of nature he hath a wisdom that doth guide his valour to act in safety." "There is none but he whose being do I fear." "And under him my genius is rebuked." "We'll keep ourself till suppertime alone." "Till then, God be with you." "He chid fhe sisfers, when firsf fhey puf fhe name of hing upon me and bade fhem speah fo him," "Then, prophef-lihe fhey hailed him fafher fo a line of hings," "Upon my head, fhey placed a fruifless crown... , , , and puf a barren scepfre ;n my gr;p," "Thence fo be wrenched wifh an unlineal hand, no son of mine succeeding, lf if be so for Banquo's sons have I defiled my mind," "For fhem fhe gracious Duncan have I murdered," "To make them kings." "The seeds of Banquo kings." "Stay within call." "Was it not yesterday we spoke?" "lt was, Your Highness." "Well then now, have you considered of my speeches?" "Know that it was he in times past which held you under fortune which you thought had been our innocent self." "You made this known to us." "Is patience so predominant in your nature that you can let this go?" "Are you so gospelled to pray for this man and for his issue whose heavy hand has bowed you to the grave and beggared yours forever?" "We are men, my liege." "Ay, in the catalogue ye go for men." "As hounds and greyhounds, mongrels, spaniels, curs, shoughs water-rugs and demi-wolves are clept, all by the name of dogs." "And so of men." "Now, if you have a station in the file not in the worst rank of manhood, say it." "And I will put that business in your bosoms whose execution takes your enemy off grapples you to the heart and love of us who wear our health but sickly in his life which in his death were perfect." "I am one whom the vile blows and buffets of the world have so incensed that I am reckless what I do to spite the world." "And I another." "Both of you know Banquo was your enemy." "Ay, my lord." "So is he mine!" "Though I could with barefaced power sweep him from my sight and bid my will avouch it." "Yet I must not, for certain friends that are both his and mine, whose loves I may not drop." "And thence it is, that I to your assistance do make love masking the business from the common eye for sundry weighty reasons." "We shall perform what you command." "Your spirits shine through you." "It must be done tonight, and some way from the palace." "And with him, to leave no rubs nor botches in the work Fleance, his son that keeps him company whose absence is no less material to me than is his father's must embrace the fate of that dark hour." "Resolve yourselves apart." "We are resolved, my lord." "Advise them where to plant themselves." "How now, my lord?" "Why do you keep alone of sorriest fancies your companions making?" "Things without all remedy should be without regard." "What's done is done." "We have scorched the snake, not killed it." "But let the frame of things disjoint." "Ere we'll eat our meal in fear and sleep in the affliction of the terrible dreams that shake us 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." "Not steel, nor poison malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing can touch him further." "Come on." "Gentle, my lord." "Sleek o'er your rugged looks." "Be bright and jovial among your guests tonight." "So shall I, love." "And so, I pray, be you." "Full of scorpions is my mind, dear wife." "Thou knowst that Banquo and his Fleance live." "But in them nature's copy is not eterne." "There's comfort yet." "They are assailable." "Then be thou jocund." "Ere the bat hath flown his cloistered flight ere to black Hecate's summons the shard-borne beetle with his drowsy hums hath rung night's yawning peal there shall be done a deed of dreadful note." "What's to be done?" "Be innocent of the knowledge, dearest chuck, till thou applaud the deed." "Come, seeling night scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day." "And with thy bloody and invisible hand cancel and tear to pieces that great bond which keeps me pale." "Light thickens, and the crow makes wing to the rooky wood." "Good things of day begin to droop and drowse while night's black agents to their prey do rouse." "Who did bid thee join with us?" "Macbeth." "He needs not our mistrust since he delivers our offices and what we have to do to the direction just." "Well, stand with us." "The west yet glimmers with some streaks of day." "And near approaches the subject of our watch." "By the clock 'tis day and yet dark night strangles the travelling lamp." "is it night's predominance or the day's shame that darkness does the face of earth entomb when living light should kiss it?" "It will be rain tonight." "Let it come down!" "Treachery!" "Fly, good Fleance, fly!" "Fly!" "Fly!" "There's blood upon thy face." "'Tis Banquo's then." "ls he despatched?" "His throat is cut." "That I did for him." "Thou art the best of the cutthroats." "Yet he's good that did the like for Fleance." "If thou didst that, thou art the nonpareil." "Most royal sir, Fleance is escaped." "Then comes my fif again, I had else been perfecf, whole as fhe marble, founded as fhe roch," "Buf now I am cabined, confined, bound in fo saucy doubfs and fears," "But Banquo's safe?" "Ay, my good lord." "Safe in a ditch he bides, with 2O trenched gashes on his head." "There the grown serpent lies." "The worm that's fled hath nature that in time will venom breed." "No teeth for the present." "Get thee gone." "Tomorrow we'll hear ourselves again." "You know your own degrees." "Sit down." "At first and last, a hearty welcome." "Thanks to Your Majesty." "Our hostess keeps her state." "Ourself will mingle with society and play the humble host." "My lord, you do not give the cheer." "Sweet remembrancer." "I drink to the general joy of the whole table and to our dear friend Banquo, whom we miss." "Would he were here." "Banquo!" "Now good digestion wait on appetite, and health on both!" "May it please Your Highness, sit." "Please it Your Highness to grace us with your royal company?" "The table's full." "Here is a place reserved, sir." "Where?" "Here, my good lord." "Which of you have done this?" "What, my lord?" "Thou canst not say I did it." "Never shake thy gory locks at me." "His Highness is not well." "Sit, friends." "My lord is often thus and hath been from his youth." "Keep seat." "The fit is momentary." "Upon a thought he will again be well." "Are you a man?" "Ay, a bold one that dare look on that which might appal the devil." "O, proper stuff!" "This is the very painting of your fear." "This is the air-drawn dagger you said led you to Duncan." "Shame itself!" "Why do you make such faces?" "When all's done, you look but on a stool." "Prithee, see there!" "Behold!" "Look!" "How say you?" "Avaunt, and quit my sight!" "Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold." "Thou hast no speculation in those eyes which thou dost glare with." "What man dare, I dare." "Take any shape but that, and my nerves shall never tremble." "Hence, horrible shadow!" "Unreal mockery, hence!" "What?" "Quite unmanned in folly." "lf l stand here, I saw him." "Fie, for shame!" "Blood hath been shed ere now, in the olden time." "And since too, murders have been performed too terrible for the ear." "Time has been that when the brains were out, a man would die and there an end." "But now they rise again, with 2O mortal gashes on their crowns." "You've displaced the mirth, broke the meeting with most admired disorder." "Can such things be and overwhelm us like a summer's cloud without our special wonder?" "You make me strange, even to the disposition that I owe." "When now I think you can behold such sights and keep the natural ruby of your cheeks when mine is blanched with fear." "What sights, my lord?" "I pray you, speak not, he grows worse and worse." "Question enrages him." "At once, good night." "Stand not upon the order of your going, but go at once." "Good night." "And better health attend His Majesty." "Kind good night to all." "It will have blood." "They say blood will have blood." "Stones have been known to move and trees to speak." "What is the night?" "Almost at odds with morning, which is which." "How sayst thou, that Macduff denies his person at our great bidding?" "How know you this, my lord?" "I hear it by the way." "There's not a one of them, but in his house I keep a servant paid." "You lack the season of all natures, sleep." "Come, we'll to sleep." "I must again to the weird sisters." "More shall they speak." "For now I am bent to know, by the worst means, the worst." "For mine own good, all causes shall give way." "I'm in blood, stepped in so far that should I wade no more returning were as tedious as go o'er." "Strange things I have in head that will to hand which must be acted, ere they may be scanned." "We are yet but young in deed." "By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes." "How now, you secret, black and midnight hags?" "What is it you do?" "A deed without a name." "Double, double, toil and trouble." "Fire burn, cauldron bubble." "Toad that under cold stone, days and nights has 31." "Sweltered venom sleeping got, boil thou first in the charmed pot." "Eye of newt and toe of frog, wool of bat and tongue of dog." "Adder's fork and blindworm's sting, lizard's leg and howlet's wing." "Nose of Turk and Tartar's lips, slivered in the moon's eclipse." "Fillet of a fenny snake, in the cauldron boil and bake." "Liver of blaspheming Jew, gall of goat and slips of yew." "I conjure you, by that which you profess, howe'er you know it." "Answer me to what I ask you." "Speak!" "Demand." "We'll answer." "Say if thou'dst hear it from our mouths, or from our masters." "Call them, let me see them." "Cool it with a baboon's blood, then the charm is firm and good." "Tell me, unknown power" "He knows thy thought." "Macbefh, Macbefh, Macbefh," "Beware Macduff, Beware fhe Thane of Fife," "Thou hast harped my fear aright." "But one word more" "He will nof be commanded," "Be bloody, bold and resolufe, Laugh fo scorn fhe power of man," "For none of woman born shall harm Macbefh," "None of woman born shall harm Macbeth." "Then live Macduff." "What need I fear of thee?" "But I'll make assurance double sure and take a bond of fate." "Thou shalt not live!" "Macbeth shall never vanquished be." "Never, never." "Until Great Birnam Wood to high Dunsinane Hill shall come against him." "That will never be!" "Who can recruit the forest?" "Bid the tree unfix his earth-bound root?" "Sweet bodements, good!" "Yet my heart throbs to know one thing:" "Shall Banquo's issue ever reign?" "Seek to know no more." "I will be satisfied!" "Deny me this and an eternal curse fall on you!" "Thou art too like the spirit of Banquo." "Thy crown does sear mine eyeballs." "What, will the line stretch out to the crack of doom?" "Now I see 'tis true." "For the blood-boltered Banquo smiles upon me and points at them for his!" "Where are they?" "Gone!" "lnfected be the air whereon they ride!" "And damned all those that trust them!" "Macduff is fled." "Where does he bestow himself?" "ln the English court." "Where lives the son of Duncan." "Thither Macduff is gone to pray the holy king upon his aid to wake Northumberland and warlike Seyward." "By the help of these, we may again give to our tables meat sleep to our nights, our feasts free from bloody knives." "Some holy angel fly to England that a swift blessing may soon return to this, our suffering country." "Gentle lady." "Gracious Duncan's dead." "Gracious Duncan was pitied of Macbeth." "Marry, he was dead." "The valiant Banquo walked too late." "Whom, you may say, Fleance killed, for Fleance fled." "Man must not walk too late." "How monstrous it was for Malcolm and Donalbain to kill their father." "Damned, indeed." "How it did grieve Macbeth." "Had he Duncan's sons under his key" "As, an't please heaven, he shall not." "They should find what it were to kill a father." "So should Fleance." "Peace." "What news?" "Macduff is fled to England." "Fled to England?" "Ay, my good lord." "Time, fhou anficipaf'sf my dread exploifs," "The casfle of Macduff I will surprise, Seize upon Fife," "Give fo fhe edge of fhe sword his wife, his babes and all unforfunafe souls fhaf frace him in his line," "No boasfing lihe a fool," "This deed I'll do before fhe purpose cool," "You must have patience." "He had none." "His flight was madness." "Our fears do make us traitors." "You know not if it was wisdom or fear." "To leave his wife and his babes in a place from whence himself does fly?" "He loves us not." "He wants a natural touch." "The wren, the most diminutive bird, will fight her young in the nest, against the owl." "All is the fear, nothing is the love." "Dear coz, pray, school yourself." "But for your husband, he is noble, wise, judicious and best knows the fits of the season." "I take my leave of you." "Shall not be long but I'll be here again." "Things at their worst will cease or else climb upward to what they were before." "My pretty cousin, blessing upon you." "Fathered he is, and yet he's fatherless." "I take my leave at once." "How wilt thou do for a father?" "How will you do for a husband?" "Why, I can buy me 2O at any market." "Was my father a traitor?" "Ay, that he was." "What is a traitor?" "Why, one that swears and lies." "Be all traitors that do so?" "Everyone that does so is a traitor and must be hanged." "Who must hang them?" "The honest men." "The liars are fools, for there are enough of them to hang the honest men." "God help thee, poor monkey." "lf he were dead, you'd weep for him." "Where's your husband?" "I hope in no place so unsanctified, where such as thou mayst find him." "He's a traitor." "Thou liest, thou shag-eared villain!" "What, you egg?" "Young fry of treachery!" "He has killed me, Mother." "Besides her walking and other actual performances, what has she said?" "That which I will not report after her." "You may to a doctor." "'Tis most meet you should." "Neither to you, nor anyone, having no witness to confirm my speech." "Her eyes are open." "Ay, but their sense is shut." "What is it she does now?" "An accustomed action." "To seem thus washing her hands." "Yet here's a spot." "Out, damned spot." "Out, I say!" "One." "Two." "Why then 'tis time to do it." "Hell is murky." "Fie, my lord, fie!" "A soldier and afeard?" "What need we fear who knows it, when none can call our power to account?" "Yet who'd have thought the old man to have so much blood in him?" "Well, well!" "The Thane of Fife had a wife." "Where is she now?" "What, will these hands ne'er be clean?" "No more of that, my lord." "You mar all with this starting." "Go to." "You have known what you should not." "She has spoke what she should not, I am sure of that." "Here's the smell of blood still." "All the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand." "What a sigh is there!" "The heart is sorely charged." "Wash your hands, put on your nightgown." "Look not so pale." "I tell you, Banquo's buried." "He cannot come out of his grave." "Even so?" "To bed, to bed." "Come." "Come." "Come, give me your hand." "What's done cannot be undone." "To bed, to bed." "More needs she the divine than the physician." "God!" "God forgive us all." "Look after her." "Remove from her means of annoyance and keep eyes upon her." "Good night." "Good night, good doctor." "How does your patient, doctor?" "Not so sick, as she's troubled with fancies that keep her from her sleep." "Cure her of that." "Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased?" "Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow?" "Raze out the written troubles of the brain?" "And with some sweet, oblivious antidote cleanse the bosom of that perilous stuff which weighs upon the heart?" "Therein the patient must minister to himself." "Throw physic to the dogs." "Bring me no more reports." "Let them fly." "All!" "Till Birnam Wood remove to Dunsinane I cannot taint with fear." "What's the boy, Malcolm?" "Was he not born of woman?" "The spirits that know all mortal consequences pronounced me thus:" ""Fear not." "No man that's born of woman shall e'er have power upon thee."" "Then fly, false thanes and mingle with the English epicures!" "Our country sinks beneath the yoke." "It weeps, it bleeds." "And each new day a gash is added to her wounds." "Each new morn new widows howl, new orphans cry." "New sorrows strike heaven on the face that it resounds as if it felt with Scotland." "Who comes here?" "A countryman who seems a stranger to us." "My ever gentle cousin." "Welcome hither." "Stands Scotland where it did?" "Alas, poor country." "Afraid to know itself." "It cannot be called our mother, but our grave." "What's the newest grief?" "Each minute teems a new one." "How does my wife?" "Well." "And my children?" "Well too." "The tyrant has not battered at them?" "No." "They were well at peace." "Be not a niggard of speech." "How goes it?" "Your eye in Scotland will create soldiers, make our women fight." "We are coming thither." "Gracious England hath lent us good Seyward and 1 O,OOO men." "An older and a better soldier none that Christendom gives out." "Would I could answer this comfort with the like." "But I have words that will be howled out where hearing should not catch them." "What concern they?" "The main part pertains to you." "If it be mine, keep it not from me." "Quickly, let me have it." "Your castle is surprised, your wife and babes slaughtered." "Merciful heaven." "What, man!" "Ne'er put your hat upon your brows." "Give sorrow words." "My children too?" "Wife, children, servants." "All that could be found." "And I must be from thence." "My wife?" "l have said." "Be comforted." "Let's make us medicines of our great revenge to cure this deadly grief." "He has no children." "All my pretty ones!" "Did you say all?" "Hell-kite!" "What, all my chickens and their dam at one fell swoop?" "Dispute it like a man." "I shall do so, but I must also feel it as a man." "I cannot but remember such things were that were most precious to me." "Did the heaven look on and would not take their part?" "Sinful Macduff, they were struck for thee." "Not for their own demerits, but for mine, fell slaughter on their souls." "Heaven rest them now." "Be this the whetstone of your sword." "Let grief convert to anger." "Blunt not the heart, enrage it!" "Gentle heavens, cut short all intermission." "Front to front bring thou this fiend of Scotland and myself." "Our power is ready." "Macbeth is ripe for shaking." "Within my sword's length set him." "If he escape, heaven forgive him too." "What does the tyrant?" "Dunsinane he strongly fortifies." "Some say he's mad." "Others, that lesser hate him, call it valiant fury." "Those he commands move in command." "Nothing in love." "He feels his title hang loose about him like a giant's robe upon a dwarfish thief." "All that is within him does condemn itself." "The English power is near, led by Malcolm, Seyward and Macduff." "Near Birnam Wood shall we meet them." "That way are they coming." "The devil damn thee black, thou loon!" "Where gotst thou that goose look?" "There is 1 O,OOO...." "Geese?" "Villain?" "Soldiers, sir." "Thou lily-livered boy." "What soldiers, patch?" "Those linen cheeks of thine are counsellors to fear." "What soldiers, whey-face?" "The English force, so please you." "Seyton!" "Take thy face hence." "I am sick at heart, when I behold-- Seyton, I say!" "I have lived long enough," "My way of life is fallen info fhe sear, fhe yellow leaf," "And fhaf which should accompany old age, as honour, love obedience, froops of friends I musf nof looh fo have," "Buf in fheir sfead, curses nof loud, buf deep," "Moufh-honour breafh which fhe poor hearf would fain deny and dare nof," "Seyton!" "What's your gracious pleasure?" "What news more?" "All is confirmed which was reported." "I'll fight till from my bones my flesh be hacked!" "Give me my armour!" "'Tis not needed yet." "l'll put it on." "Send out more horses, scour the country." "Hang those that talk of fear." "Come, put mine armour on, give me my sword." "Doctor, the thanes fly from me." "Come, sir, despatch." "If thou couldst, doctor, cast the water of my land find her disease and purge it to a sound and pristine health." "I would applaud thee to the very echo that should applaud again." "Pull it off, I say." "What rhubarb, senna or what purgative drug would scour these English hence?" "Hearst thou of them?" "Ay, my good lord." "Your royal preparation makes us hear something." "I will not be afraid of death or bane till Birnam Forest come to Dunsinane." "Were I from Dunsinane away and clear profit again should hardly draw me here." "What wood is this before us?" "The wood of Birnam." ""They met me in the day of success." "And I have learned by the perfect'st report they have more in them than mortal knowledge." "While I stood rapt in the wonder of it, came missives from the king, who all-hailed me, Thane of Cawdor by which title, before, these weird sisters saluted me and referred me to the coming on of time with:" "'Hail, king that shall be!" "'" "This have I thought good to deliver thee, my dearest partner that thou mightst not be ignorant of what greatness is promised thee." "Lay it to thy heart, and farewell."" "Hang out our banners on the outward walls." "The cry is still, "They come!"" "Our castle's strength will laugh a siege to scorn." "Here let them lie till famine and the ague eat them up." "Were they not stuffed with those that should be ours we might have met them dareful, and beat them backward." "What is that noise?" "I've almost forgot the taste of fear." "The time has been, my senses would have cooled to hear a night-shriek." "My fell of hair would at a dismal treatise rouse and stir as life were in it." "I have supped full with horrors." "Wherefore was that cry?" "The queen, my lord, is dead." "She should have died hereafter." "There would have been a time for such a word." "Tomorrow and fomorrow and fomorrow creeps in fhis peffy pace from day fo day  fo fhe lasf syllable of recorded fime," "And all our yesferdays have lighfed fools fhe way fo dusfy deafh," "Out, out, brief candle." "Life's but a walking shadow." "A poor player struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more." "It is a tale told by an idiot full of sound and fury, signifying nothing." "Gracious, my lord!" "Thy story, quickly!" "I should report that which I saw, but know not how." "Well?" "Say, sir." "As I did stand my watch, I looked toward Birnam." "And anon, methought, the wood began to move." "Liar and slave!" "Within a mile may you see it coming." "A moving grove." "If thou speakst false, upon the next tree shalt thou hang alive till famine cling thee." "Fear nof fill Birnam Wood do come fo Dunsinane," "And now a wood comes fowards Dunsinane," "Every soldier hath downed a bough and bears it before him." "Thereby they shadow the number of their host and make discovery err in report of them." "I 'gin fo be aweary of fhe sun," "And wish fhe esfafe of fhe world were now undone," "Ring the alarum bell!" "Blow, wind!" "Come, wrack!" "At least we'll die with harness on our back." "Make all our trumpets speak." "Worthy Macduff, you, with young Seyward, lead our first assault." "Tyrant, show thy face!" "Let me find him, Fortune." "And more I beg not." "If thou be slain and with no sword of mine my wife and children's ghosts will haunt me still." "What is thy name?" "Thou'lt be afraid to hear it." "No, though thou callst thyself a hotter name than any in hell!" "My name's Macbeth!" "The devil could not pronounce a title more hateful." "No, nor more fearful." "Thou liest, abhorred tyrant!" "With my sword I'll prove the lie thou speakst." "Thou werest born of woman." "They have tied me to the stake." "I cannot fly." "But bearlike I must fight the course!" "Why should I play the Roman fool and die on mine own sword while I see lives that gashes do better on them?" "What's he that was not born of woman?" "Such a one am I to fear, or none." "Turn, hell-hound!" "Turn!" "Of all men else, I have avoided thee." "I have no words." "My voice is in my sword." "Thou bloodier villain than terms can give thee out!" "My soul is too much charged with blood of thine already." "Let fall thy blade on vulnerable crests." "I bear a charmed life which must not yield to one of woman born!" "Despair thy charm and let the angel whom thou hast served tell thee Macduff was from his mother's womb untimely ripped." "Accursed be fhaf fongue fhaf fells me so for if hafh cowed my beffer parf of man," "And be fhese juggling fiends no more believed fhaf palfer wifh us," "Thaf heep fhe word ofpromise fo our ear and breah if fo our hope, I will not yield to kiss the ground before young Malcolm's feet and to be baited with the rabble's curse!" "Though Birnam Wood be come to Dunsinane and thou opposed being of no woman born yet I will try the last." "Lay on, Macduff." "And damned be him that first cries, "Hold, enough!"" "So great a day as this is cheaply bought." "Hail, king, for so thou art." "Behold where lies the usurper's cursed head." "The time is free." 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