Act 1 Flashcards
Thunder
And lightning
Fair is foul, and foul is fair
Hover through the fog and filthy air
For brave Macbeth
Which smoked with bloody execution
Till he unseamed him
From the nave to th chops, and fixed his head upon our battlements
But in a sieve
I’ll thither sail
Thrice to thine and thrice to mine
And thrice again to make up nine
So foul
And day I have not yet seen
That look not like
The inhabitants of th Earth
All hail Macbeth!
That shall be King hereafter
Lesser than Macbeth and ____
Not so happy, yet much _____
Greater
Happier
What, can the ____ speak true?
Devil
The instruments of darkness tell us _______, win us with _______ _______ to betrays in ______ consequence
Truths
Honest trifles
Deepest
The supernatural soliciting
Cannot be I’ll: cannot be good
Whose horrid image
Doth unfix my hair and make my seated heart knock at my ribs
My thought…
Whose murther is yet but fantastical
If chance will have me King
Why chance, may crown me without my stir
Time and hour runs
Through the roughest day