Macbeth - Character

Question 1

Act 1, Scene 2

Answer 1

Brave Macbeth - well he deserves that name/Disdaining fortune, with his brandish’d steel/smoked with blood execution - Sergeant

Question 2

Act 1, Scene 3

Answer 2

Stay, you imperfect speakers, tell me more

Question 3

Act 1, Scene 4

Answer 3

The Prince of Cumberland! that is a step on which I must fall down, or else o’erleap, for in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires; let not light see my black and deep desires

Question 5

Act 2, Scene 1

Answer 5

There’s no such thing/It is the bloody business which informs/Thus to mine eyes

Question 6

Act 3, Scene 1

Answer 6

To be thus is nothing/But to be safely thus.—Our fears in Banquo stick deep

They hail’d him father to a line of kings/Upon my head they placed a fruitless crown/And put a barren sceptre in my gripe

Question 7

Act 3, Scene 2

Answer 7

O , full of scorpions is my mind, dear wife

Question 8

Act 3, Scene 4

Answer 8

It will have blood, they say; blood will have blood

Now I am cabin’d, cribb’d, confined, bound in/To saucy doubts and fears

There the grown serpent lies;the worm that’s fled/Hath nature that in time will venom breed

safe in a ditch he bides, with twenty trenched gashes on his head

Question 9

Act 4, Scene 1

Answer 9

The castle of Macduff I will surprise, seize upon Fife; give to the edge o’ the sword his wife, his babes’

Question 10

Act 4, Scene 5

Answer 10

I have supp’d full with horrors;direness, familiar to my slaughterous thoughts cannot once start me

Question 11

Act 5, Scene 6

Answer 11

They have tied me to a stake; I cannot fly,/ But, bear-like, I must fight the course. What’s he/ That was not born of woman? Such a one am I to fear, or none

Question 12

Act 5, Scene 8

Answer 12

Why should I play the Roman fool, and die on mine own sword? whiles I see lives, the gashes do better upon them

Question 14

Act 1, Scenes 5-7

Answer 14

Why do I yield to that suggestion whose horrid image doth unfix me hair and make me seated heart knock at my ribs against the use of nature?

My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical, shakes so my single state of man that function is smother’d in surmise

we but teach bloody instructions, which, being taught, return to plague the inventor

Prithee, peace/I dare do all that may become a man

we will proceed no further in this matter

Vaulting ambition, which o’erleaps itself

Question 23

Lady Macbeth’s description

Answer 23

yet do I fear thy nature, it is too full o’ the milk of human kindness