act 1 Flashcards
Fair is foul, and foul is fair,
Hover through the fog and filthy air.
1,1,12-13
Till he unseam’d him from the nave to th’chaps
1, 2, 22
Thrice to thine, and thrice to mine,
And thrice again, to make up nine.
1, 3, 33-34
So foul and fair a day I have not seen
1, 3, 36
All hail Macbeth, hail to thee, Thane of Glamis.
All hail Macbeth, hail to thee, Thane of Cawdor.
All hail Macbeth, that shalt be king hereafter.
1, 3, 46-48
Lesser than Macbeth, and greater.
Not so happy, yet much happier.
Thou shalt get kings, though thou be none.
1, 3, 63-65
The Thane of Cawdor lives. Why do you dress me
In borrow’d robes
1, 3, 106-107
If chance will have me king, why chance may crown me
Without my stir.
1, 3, 142-143
There’s no art
To find the mind’s construction in the face.
1, 4, 11-12
Stars, hide your fires,
Let not light see my dark and deep desires,
1, 4, 50-51
unsex me here
And fill me from the crown to the toe topfull
Of direst cruelty; make thick my blood,
Stop up th’access and passage to remorse
1, 5, 40-43
Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark,
To cry, ‘Hold, hold.’
1, 5 52-53
To beguile the time,
Look like the time.
1, 5, 62-63
Your hand, your tongue; look like th’innocent flower,
But be the serpent under’t.
1, 5, 64-65
To alter favour ever is to fear.
Leave all the rest to me.
1, 5, 71-72