Macbeth Flashcards
Ambition - awkward reaction of the prophecies
why do I yield to that suggestion whose horrid image doth unfix my hair And make my seated heart knock at my ribs.
Ambition - Lady Macbeth follow evil spirits
unsex me here […] take my milk for gall
Ambition - Hallucination of Macbeth’s dark thoughts
dagger of the mind […] a false creation proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain
Ambition - Not satisfied with the title
Upon my head they placed a fruitless crown, And put a barren scepter in my gripe
Ambition - not returning to normal
I am in blood stepped in so far that should I wade no more, returning were as tedious as going over
Ambition - Confident
I bear a charmed life which must not yield To one of woman born
Ap vs Re - simile at the start
Look like the innocent flower but be the serpent under it
Ap vs Re - light imagery
hide you fires, let not light see my deep and black desires
Ap vs Re - Macduff not telling LM about the murder
The repetition in a woman’s ear would murder as it fell
Ap vs Re - Malcolm’s warning
To show an unfelt sorrow is an Office which the false man does easy […] There’s daggers in men’s smiles
Ap vs Re - Macbeth pretending to be a welcoming king
Ourself will mingle society And play the humble host
Ap vs Re - zoomorphism
O full of scorpions is my mind
Guilt - Macbeth after murder
I will go no more. I am afraid to think what I have done
Guilt - Macbeth against the murder
as his host, who should against his murtherer shut the door.
Guilt - ocean cleaning hand
will all great Neptune’s ocean wash this blood clean from your hand
Guilt - sea becoming red
The multitudinous sea incarnadine, making the green one red
Guilt - LM spots
Out, damed spot, Out […] will these hands ne’er be clean?
Guilt - perfumes
All the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand.
Supernatural - first scene
Fair is foul, foul is fair.»_space; so fair and foul a day I have not seen
Supernatural - LM on spirits
Come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts
Supernatural - dagger
Is this a dagger which I see before me […] Thou marshall’st the way that I was going
Supernatural - witches’ rhyming
Double, double, toil and trouble; Fire burn and cauldron bubble.