Macbeth Act V Flashcards
A great perturbation in nature — to receive at once
the benefit of sleep, and do the effects of watching.
In this slumbery agitation, besides her walking and
other actual performances, what, at any time,
have you heard her say?
doctor
Why, it stood by her. She has light by her
continually; ‘tis her command.
gentlewoman
Out, damned spot, out, I say. — One, two — why,
then, ‘tis time to do’t. — 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 would have thought the old man
to have had so much blood in him?
Lady Macbeth
She has spoke what she should not, I am sure of
that. Heaven knows what she has known.
Gentlewoman
Here’s the smell of the blood still. All the
perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little
hand. Oh, oh, oh.
lady
I would not have such a heart in my bosom for the
dignity of the whole body.
Gentlewoman
This disease is beyond my practice; yet I have known
those which have walked in their sleep, who have died
holily in their beds.
doctor; hes seen dudes walking in sleep but died of old age, forgiven of sins from unnatural actions causing unnatural occurrences + guilt into pillows
To bed, to bed; there’s knocking at the gate.
Come, come, come, come, give me your hand. What’s
done cannot be undone. — To bed, to bed, to bed.
lady macbeth ptsd
Foul whisperings are abroad: unnatural deeds
Do breed unnatural troubles; infected minds
To their deaf pillows will discharge their secrets.
More needs she the divine than the physician.
God, God forgive us all. Look after her;
Remove from her the means of all annoyance,
And still keep eyes upon her. So, good night.
My mind she has mated and amazed my sight.
I think but dare not speak.
doctor
The English power is near, led on by Malcolm,
His uncle Siward, and the good Macduff.
Revenges burn in them, for their dear causes
Would, to the bleeding and the grim alarm,
Excite the mortified man.
menteith, their reasons for revenge are so righteous they would bring dead men back to fight
Near Birnam wood
Shall we well meet them; that way are they coming.
angus
For certain, sir, he is not. I have a file
Of all the gentry. There is Siward’s son,
And many unrough youths that even now
Protest their first of manhood.
lennox, unrough/smooth faced, protest first of manhood/display first signs of manhood
Great Dunsinane he strongly fortifies.
Some say he’s mad; others that lesser hate him
Do call it valiant fury. But for certain,
He cannot buckle his distempered cause
Within the belt of rule.
Caithness, distempered/unorganized/diseased, unable to rouse people to fight for him
Now does he feel
His secret murders sticking on his hands;
Now, minutely, revolts upbraid his faith-breach;
Those he commands move only in command,
Nothing in love. Now does he feel his title
Hang loose about him, like a giant’s robe
Upon a dwarfish thief.
angus, fauth-breach/treason, guy getting denounced every minute,
Who then shall blame
His pestered senses to recoil and start,
When all that is within him does condemn
Itself for being there?
menteith, plagued senses, who can blame jittery on outside for he must surely feel guilt on the inside
Well, march we on
To give obedience where ‘tis truly owed.
Meet we the medicine of the sickly weal,
And with him, pour we in our country’s purge,
Each drop of us.
caithness, we are the medicine and used to make medicine, Scotland can only be cured through blood of our own
Or so much as it needs
To dew the sovereign flower and drown the weeds.
Make we our march towards Birnam.
[Exit, marching]
lennox
I have lived long enough. My way of life
Is fall’n into the sear, the yellow leaf;
And that which should accompany old age,
As honor, love, obedience, troops of friends,
I must not look to have — but, in their stead:
Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honor, breath
Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.
… Seyton!
macbeth, seyton = military assistant and also armorer
Were I, from Dunsinane away and clear;
Profit again should hardly draw me here.
Doctor
Let every soldier hew him down a bough
And bear’t before him. Thereby shall we shadow
The numbers of our host and make discovery
Err in report of us.
Malcolm
Cousins, I hope the days are near at hand
That chambers will be safe.
malcolm
We learn no other but the confident tyrant
Keeps still in Dunsinane, and will endure
Our setting down before ‘t.
Siward
‘Tis his main hope,
For where there is advantage to be given,
Both more and less have given him the revolt,
And none serve with him but constrained things
Whose hearts are absent too.
malcolm
The time approaches
That will, with due decision, make us know
What we shall say we have, and what we owe.
Thoughts speculative their unsure hopes relate;
But certain issue, strokes must arbitrate —
Towards which, advance the war.
Siward, let swords decide, “Time is approaching when the outcome will let us know what we’ve won, or lost. Speculation just reflects our unsure hopes. Only sword strokes will determine the verdict. Bring on the war.”
