macbeth MACBETH Flashcards
Or art thou…’
‘Or art thou but a dagger of the mind a false creation proceeding from the heat oppressed brain’
‘If good…’
‘If good, why do I yield to this suggestion? Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair and make my seated heart knock at my ribs.’
‘Is this…’
‘Is this the dagger which I see before me? The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee’
‘Upon my head…’
‘Upon my head they placed a fruitless crown and put a barren sceptre in my gripe’
‘To be thus…’
‘To be thus is nothing but to be safely thus’
‘The castle…’
‘The castle of Macduff I will surprise; Seize upon Fife; give to the the edge o’ my sword; His wife his babes and all unfortunate souls that trace him in his line’
‘Out, out…’
‘Out, out brief candle! Life’s but a walking shadow; a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon stage. And then is heard no more. It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury signifying nothing.’
‘I have no spur…’
’ i have no spur that pricks the side of my intent, but only vaulting ambition, which o’erleaps itself and falls on the other’
‘My dearest…’
‘My dearest partner of greatness’
‘O full of scorpions…’
‘O full of scorpions is my mind, dear wife’
‘O valiant…’
‘O valiant cousin worthy gentleman’
‘Of this dead…’
‘of this dead butcher and his fiend like queen’
if chance will…
if chance will have me king, why, chance may crown me
i will fight till…
i will fight till from my bones my flesh be hack’d
so foul and fair…
so foul and fair a day i have not seen
the instruments…
the instruments of darkness tell us truths and win us with honest trifles
come you spirits that…
come you spirits that tend on mortal thoughts unsex me here
how now, you…
how now, you secret, black, midnight, hags
thou has it now…
thou has it now, king, cawdor, glamis all as the weird woman promis’d and I fear thou played’st most foully for it
he shall spurn…
he shall spurn fate, scorn death and bear his hopes ‘bore wisdom, grace and fear
we will perform…
we will perform in measure, time and place, so thanks to all at once and to each one, whom in its to see us crown’d at scone
‘tis called evil…
‘tis called evil. a most miraculous work in this good king… I have seen him do
to the succeeding…
to the succeeding royalty, he leaves the healing benediction… and sundry blessings hand about his throne. That speak him fill of grace
no more that thane…
no more that Thane of Cawdor shall deceive our bosom interest. Go pronounce his present death and with his former title greet Macbeth
