I go, and it is done; the bell invites me.Hear it not, Duncan, for it is a knellThat summons thee to heaven, or to hell. Macbeth; the murder is done, evil comes with darkness, the bell has rung, I hope Duncan does not hear it because he is about to die and go to either heaven or hell
Alack, I am afraid they have awakedAnd ’tis not done. The attempt and not the deed confounds us. Hark! I laid their daggers ready;He could not miss ’em. Had he not resembledMy father as he slept, I had done’t. Lady Macbeth; (about to murder), scared the servants have woken up from drinking. She only attempted and did not do the deed because Duncan looked like her father when he was laying asleep. She couldn’t do it herself but the daggers had laid there ready so she wouldn’t miss him
I have done the deed. Didst thou not hear a noise? Macbeth; He has killed Duncan, scared someone is there/ saw him
. There’s one did laugh in ‘s sleep, and one cried “Murther!”That they did wake each other. I stood andheard them, but they did say their prayers and address’d them again to sleep. Macbeth; I heard the servants wake up and go back to sleep, one cried murder, both woke up, each said prayers and went back to sleep. Macbeth is going mad
Listening their fear, I could not say “Amen,”When they did say, “God bless us!” Macbeth; One servant had cried God Bless Us and the other Amen. They said those words just as if they had seen me do the murder (my bloody hands), Hearing the fear I could not pray and say amen. Guilt was beginning to haunt him
I heard a voice cry, “Sleep no more!Macbeth does murther sleep” – the innocent sleep, sleep that knits up the ravel’d sleave of care,The death of each day’s life, sore labor’s bath,Balm of hurt minds, great nature’s second course,Chief nourisher in life’s feast. Macbeth; Macbeth can sleep no more, his sleep is forever murdered. Sleep can untangle worries and it is the goal of each day to get a good nights rest that will heal sick minds. It can be natures revival
Whence is that knocking?How is’t with me, when every noise appals me?What hands are here? Ha, they pluck out mine eyes!Will all great Neptune’s ocean wash this bloodClean from my hand? No, this my hand will ratherThe multitudinous seas incarnadine,Making the green one red. Macbeth; Where is the knocking? Why is it so terrifying? I cannot even look at my bloody hands, no amount of water would ever clean them, my deed will never be forgotten. All the water from the ocean will not even clean them, the green ocean would the seas bloody, it is unforgivable
My hands are of your color, but I shameTo wear a heart so white. [Knocking within.] I hear knockingAt the south entry. Retire we to our chamber.A little water clears us of this deed Lady Macbeth; I too have bloody hands but I would be ashamed to have a heart like you, if it were white. You need to man up, a little water will wash all the evidence away
To know my deed, ’twere best not know myself. Macbeth; I’d rather forget myself than to see/ admit what I have done. I cannot face what I have done
The night has been unruly. Where we lay,Our chimneys were blown down, and, as they say,Lamentings heard i’ the air, strange screams of death,And prophesying with accents terribleOf dire combustion and confused eventsNew hatch’d to the woeful time. The obscure birdClamor’d the livelong night. Some say the earthWas feverous and did shake. Lennox; Last night was stormy and dark, chimneys were blown over, screams of death shadowed through the wind, everything was disorder, owl screeched all night long, some people say the earth shook
O horror, horror, horror! Tongue nor heart Cannot conceive nor name thee. Macduff; Horror! No tongue can speak it or grasp it
Approach the chamber, and destroy your sightWith a new Gorgon. Do not bid me speak;See, and then speak yourselves. Macduff; go and see a horrible sight that will turn you into stone, do not speak to me go see for yourself (he next calls everyone to wake up and run, rise like the dead from graves)
Had I but died an hour before this chance,I had lived a blessed time, for from this instantThere’s nothing serious in mortality.All is but toys; renown and grace is dead,The wine of life is drawn, and the mere leesIs left this vault to brag of Macbeth; had I died an hour before this I would have been blessed, nothing is worth living for anymore. Everything is worthless, fame and honor are dead, everything is bitter
O, yet I do repent me of my fury,That I did kill them Macbeth; I killed the servants in my fury and I do regret it
To Ireland, I; our separated fortuneShall keep us both the safer. Where we areThere’s daggers in men’s smiles; the near in blood,The nearer bloody Donalbain; Malcom will go to England, they must separate and not join with the others, Donalbain is going to Ireland. In the castle mens smiles hide daggers (people are being faked and two faced), they are nearer to us than we think, the killer can kill us both, the more we find out here the more reason they have to kill us. Keep your friends closer and enemies closer
Ah, good father,Thou seest the heavens, as troubled with man’s act,Threaten his bloody stage. By the clock ’tis day,And yet dark night strangles the traveling lamp.Is’t night’s predominance, or the day’s shame,That darkness does the face of earth entomb,When living light should kiss it? Ross; Heaven is troubled by the actions done on earth, it is ruined. It should be daytime but it seems as black as night. The nights strength covers up the days shame
‘Tis unnatural,Even like the deed that’s done. On Tuesday lastA falcon towering in her pride of place Was by a mousing owl hawk’d at and kill’d Old Man; Yes the day is weird, a big falcon was killed by a small bird, we are living in an upside down world, Duncan’s horses broke out and refused to obey-horses get out and eat each other -small bird attacks big falcon-looks like night time but its day
Thou hast it now: King, Cawdor, Glamis, all,As the weird women promised, and I fearThou play’dst most foully for’t; yet it was saidIt should not stand in thy posterity,But that myself should be the root and fatherOf many kings. If there come truth from them(As upon thee, Macbeth, their speeches shine)Why, by the verities on thee made good,May they not be my oracles as wellAnd set me up in hope? But hush, no more Banquo; Macbeth has everything now, the king, cawdor and glamis, everything that the witches promised. You did it in an evil way and cheated. The kingship will go to me eventually according to the prophecy. May the oracle speak true! (ambition is stirring)
Bring them before us.To be thus is nothing,But to be safely thus. Our fears in Banquo.Stick deep, and in his royalty of natureReigns that which would be fear’d. ‘Tis much he dares,And, to that dauntless temper of his mind,He hath a wisdom that doth guide his valorTo act in safety. There is none but heWhose being I do fear; and under himMy genius is rebuked, as it is saidMark Antony’s was by Caesar. He chid the sistersWhen first they put the name of King upon meAnd bade them speak to him; then prophet-likeThey 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,Thence to be wrench’d with an unlineal hand,No son of mine succeeding. If’t be so,For Banquo’s issue have I filed my mind,For them the gracious Duncan have I murther’d,Put rancors in the vessel of my peaceOnly for them, and mine eternal jewelGiven to the common enemy of man,To make them kings -the seed of Banquo kings!Rather than so, come, Fate, into the list,And champion me to the utterance! Who’s there? MacBeth; to be king is nothing unless I am safely king. I fear Banquo and his character, he is fearless but smart enough to not be harsh, he has wisdom. I am only afraid of Banquo, I loose my confidence. The witches placed a fruitless crown, was it even worth it that I know the throne will be seized? I murdered Duncan for his children, I have plagued my mind with guilt only for them to receive the throne. I get nothing and his kids get everything. Come fate and let me try to beat you, lets fight!
Nought’s had, all’s spent,Where our desire is got without content.’Tis safer to be that which we destroyThan by destruction dwell in doubtful joy. Lady Macbeth; nothing is gained but we have spent everything, it would be better to be dead than live in the fear and guilt that we killed Duncan with. We lack happiness, I would rather be the victim than the one victimizing. We cant even stay being king and queen
Things bad begun make strong themselves by ill.So, prithee, go with me Macbeth; (talking to Lady Macbeth) Once begun, bad things strengthen themselves by doing more evil. We can fix this by committing more evil
What man dare, I dare.Approach thou like the rugged Russian bear,The arm’d rhinoceros, or the Hyrcan tiger;Take any shape but that, and my firm nervesShall never tremble. Or be alive again,And dare me to the desert with thy sword.If trembling I inhabit then, protest meThe baby of a girl. Hence, horrible shadow!Unreal mockery, hence! Macbeth; (saying this to the ghost of Banquo) I am not afraid of a bear or a tiger, taking any shape other than you being a ghost and I would not be scared. I am not afraid of you alive either. Leave! You have to be unreal!
will have blood; they say blood will have blood.Stones have been known to move and trees to speak;Augures and understood relations haveBy maggot pies and choughs and rooks brought forth The secret’st man of blood. What is the night? Macbeth; everything has blood, everyone can see what I have done. The stones and trees and animals know that I am the secret murderer
For mine own goodAll causes shall give way. I am in bloodStepp’d in so far that, should I wade no more,Returning were as tedious as go o’er.Strange things I have in head that will to hand,Which must be acted ere they may be scann’d. Macbeth; everything must be for the bettering of myself, not anyone else. I stand so deep in the blood there is no turning back now so I must keep going. I have to keep killing and it has become automatic. They must be put into action before I can think about what I am doing, i want to know more from the witches
You lack the season of all natures, sleep. Lady Macbeth; you need sleep which will preserve all natures of you
Come, we’ll to sleep. My strange and self-abuseIs the initiate fear that wants hard use.We are yet but young in deed. Macbeth; come and we will sleep. The fear I have to tonight is just because I am a beginner and need experience. We are just getting started with this plan.
Still it cried sleep no more to all the house Glamis hath murdered sleep and therefore cawdor shall sleep no more Macbeth; ill sleep no more
Fair is foul Foul is fair through the fog and filthy air All three witches; beauty could be a deception
prophecies of the three witches for Macbeth “All hail Macbeth, hail to thee, thane of Glamis!””All hail Macbeth, hail to thee thane of Cawdor!””All hail Macbeth, that shalt be king hereafter!”
prophecies of the three witches for Banquo “Lesser than Macbeth yet greater””Not so happy yet much happier””Thou shall get kings, though thou be none”
How does Macbeth react to the witches prophecies? -Macbeth is is intrigued and wants to know more with what they have to say. He knows he is thane of Glamis but wonders how he will be thane of Cawdor. It is awe struck with the idea of becoming king (“unbelieveable”) and demands the witches to tell him where the news is from. “Tell me more” Macbeth’s ambition is sparked, he wants to get to the top-After the naming Cawdor: he is wrestling with the fact his prophecy was granted and now is thinking murder can get him to the top. Argues with banqo: if it is bad then why am i getting a good ending and success
How does Banquo react to the witches prophecies? Banquo asks if the situation really occurred, the witches disappeared like bubbles. Did we hallucinate? What has happened is strange but evil often tells us truths in order to tempt us, they win our confidence in order to betray us, maybe we should not trust them
But ’tis strange.And oftentimes, to win us to our harm,The instruments of darkness tell us truths,Win us with honest trifles, to betray ‘sIn deepest consequence. — Banquo; referring to Macbeth and the witches The forces of evil give us small truths to believe them and tempt us, they win our confidence in small matters but betray us in the most serious ones
As happy prologues to the swelling actOf the imperial theme. (to ROSS and ANGUS) Ithank you, gentlemen.(aside) This supernatural solicitingCannot be ill, cannot be good. If ill,Why hath it given me earnest of success,Commencing in a truth? I am thane of Cawdor.If good, why do I yield to that suggestionWhose horrid image doth unfix my hairAnd make my seated heart knock at my ribs,Against the use of nature? Present fearsAre less than horrible imaginings. Macbeth; The attempt must be good not evil! only good has yet to come from this. if it was evil why has it given me a successful future? But if it is good, why am i thinking murderous thoughts? Those thoughts are such horror, but they are just imagination. It is so crazy how I could be king
Come what come may,Time and the hour runs through the roughest day. Macbeth; Whatever will happen, will happentime will pass along with the rough days
My liege,They are not yet come back. But I have spokeWith one that saw him die, who did reportThat very frankly he confessed his treasons,Implored your highness’ pardon, and set forthA deep repentance. Nothing in his lifeBecame him like the leaving it. He diedAs one that had been studied in his deathTo throw away the dearest thing he owedAs ’twere a careless trifle. Malcom ; they have not returned but I spoke to someone who saw Cawdor die. He confessed his treason and begged for forgiveness, the last moment was the best for him because he was honest. He died as if he was practicing to throw his life away as if it were nothing.
There’s no artTo find the mind’s construction in the face.He was a gentleman on whom I builtAn absolute trust. Duncan; There is no way to tell what someone is thinking by studying their face. Cawdor was a gentleman that I trusted completely
The prince of Cumberland! That is a stepOn 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.The eye wink at the hand, yet let that beWhich the eye fears, when it is done, to see. Macbeth; I must leap over this blockade in my way, stop to jump over him! Do not expose all the dark and hidden desires that I have. He does not want his conscious involved, let his hand act without thinking! The eyes fear to even see it, close them
How does Duncan leave his kingdom? He left it to his oldest son Malcom and named the heir, he will now have the title prince of Cumberland. All will pay off for you others as well, the hard work and loyalness still matters
What thou art promised. Yet do I fear thy nature;It is too full o’ th’ milk of human kindnessTo catch the nearest way: thou wouldst be great,Art not without ambition, but withoutThe illness should attend it. What thou wouldsthighly,That wouldst thou holily; wouldst not play false,And yet wouldst wrongly win. Thou’ld’st have, greatGlamis,That which cries, “Thus thou must do,” if thou have it,And that which rather thou dost fear to do,Than wishest should be undone. Hie thee hither,That I may pour my spirits in thine earAnd chastise with the valor of my tongueAll that impedes thee from the golden round,Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seemTo have thee crowned withal. Lady Macbeth; I mistrust your nature, you are too soft to take shortcuts. You wish to be great and have ambition but you do not have the ruthlessness to go with it. You want to do everything in a moral way and not cheat, but you still want to win unfairly. You wish for something but will not do the deed. Come back so I can be your inspiration and acknowledge that fate will help you. I will push everything back that has been keeping you
Why does Lady Macbeth pray to be unsexed? She wants to evil spirits to come and give her deadly thoughts. She prays that the spirits will get rid of her soft womanly nature and make her ruthless and cruel
O, neverShall sun that morrow see!Your face, my thane, is as a book where menMay read strange matters. To beguile the time,Look like the time. Bear welcome in your eye,Your hand, your tongue. Look like th’ innocent flower,But be the serpent under ‘t. He that’s comingMust be provided for; and you shall putThis night’s great business into my dispatch,Which shall to all our nights and days to comeGive solely sovereign sway and masterdom. Lady Macbeth ; Look natural, deceive yourself to the rest of the world. Keep welcoming thoughts, be happy, be like the innocent flower, we must be a worthy houseguest. I can handle tonights business which shall make us king and queen
What are the reasons Macbeth gives for not killing Duncan -He wishes the deed could already be over and not linger over the situation -Actions have consequences and they could risk eternity -If he kills Duncan he could be plagued with guilt forever -He has trusted me I am his kinsman -I am his host and I should protect him-Duncans goodness will cry out when he is killed and the deed will become known -Justice will have to happen since the world is just
I am settled, and bend upEach corporal agent to this terrible feat.Away, and mock the time with fairest show.False face must hide what the false heart doth know. Macbeth ; I am ready I will strain every muscle to do this terrible deed, lets go and decieve the world with pleasant looks. A false face must hide what the false heart knows. He is going to kill but put a mask up
Who can be wise, amazed, temp’rate, and furious,Loyal and neutral, in a moment? No man.Th’ expedition of my violent loveOutrun the pauser, reason. Here lay Duncan,His silver skin laced with his golden blood,And his gashed stabs looked like a breach in natureFor ruin’s wasteful entrance; there, the murderers,Steeped in the colors of their trade, their daggersUnmannerly breeched with gore. Who could refrain,That had a heart to love, and in that heartCourage to make ‘s love known? Macbeth ; Who can be sane all the time?my violent love for Duncan made me kill the servants. Duncans life was invaded by death. The murders were stained with blood and the obvious culprits. Who could hold back because I loved him so much
What will you do? Let’s not consort with them.To show an unfelt sorrow is an officeWhich the false man does easy. I’ll to England. Malcom ; Lets not join them together, the traitor is among the group and it can be easy to hide that. I am going to England
Ha, good father,Thou seest the heavens, as troubled with man’s act,Threatens his bloody stage. By th’ clock ’tis day,And yet dark night strangles the travelling lamp.Is ‘t night’s predominance or the day’s shameThat darkness does the face of Earth entombWhen living light should kiss it? Ross; the heavens are threatened by the earth and troubled by the bloody deeds preformed. By clock it is day but in sight it looks like night. Is it the nights strength or is it the days shame
What is Macbeths response when Lady Macbeth challenges his manhood? I can do anything a man can do! Who ever dares to claim I am not a man, whoever dares to is not a human. This is a response to Lady Macbeth accusing him for being afraid to be a man and do the deed. Why is he being so wishy-washy? Is any of this worth it to you? Do you want honor?
How does Banquo respond to Macbeth saying that if he honors him good things will come? -Banquo says “as long as I do not loose my honor in trying to gain more, and remain free from guilt and loyal to the king, i am ready to take your advice”-Banquo cares more about doing the right thing rather than doing whatever it takes to get to the top. He will not drop all him morals like Macbeth to be unloyal to the king
How do Lady Macbeth and Macbeth differ after the murder? Macbeth claims he will be plagued with guilt forever, for no sea can clean him, he can also never say Amen. Lady Macbeth says a little water will clear the deed and everything will be forgotten
What are the unnatural events that happen? -Heaven is troubled, the bad earth has plagued it -It is day by clock but night by sight -A big Falcon was killed by a smaller bird -Duncans horses broke out, ran wild, killed and ate each other
How does Macbeth convince the murders to kill? -it has been Banquo in the past keeping you down, he is the reason for all your troubles -we are deceived and defeated, he blames us for everything -if you asked anyone if Banquo was bad, everyone would say yes -can you really let this go-although you might classify under men, many dogs classify as just dogs….classification by quality separates them by kind and they are the only ones that stand out for good-do you want to break this rank system in humanity and finally be someone in society? If you do you will be my friend forever -i will be perfect when he dies
We have scorched the snake, not killed it.She’ll close and be herself whilst our poor maliceRemains in danger of her former tooth.But let the frame of things disjoint, both the worldssuffer,Ere we will eat our meal in fear, and sleepIn the affliction of these terrible dreamsThat shake us nightly. Better be with the dead,Whom we, to gain our peace, have sent to peace,Than on the torture of the mind to lieIn restless ecstasy. Duncan is in his grave.After life’s fitful fever he sleeps well.Treason has done his worst; nor steel nor poison,Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothingCan touch him further. Macbeth ; the snake will heal and gain back its strength and have the danger of healing and coming back to fight. I would rather the world end then us live in fear that someone would attack us. He would better be dead who have a more peaceful state of mind. He is tortuered constantly in daily life and wants inner peace
What do the witches say over and over again Double double toil and trouble; fire burn and cauldron bubble
First Apparition Macbeth! Beware of Macduff, thane of fife beware!
Second Apparition No one of a women born shall harm Macbeth, be ruthless and fierce
Third Apparition You must be lionhearted, do not be irritated by the plotters. You will not be defeated until Birnum Woods is moved to Dussiande Hill
What Happens to Macbeth’s confidence? Macbeth has faith it will never happen! For how can a forest move! Those are great predictions. Macbeth shall live no matter who comes against him until the woods move!! Who can ever move me and will Banquos children even rule
“Angles are bright still, though the brightest have fell” Malcom; Allusion; The brightest” angel is his reference to Lucifer, a prince among angels, who refused to serve God and was cast out of Heaven. The allusion to Lucifer in Macbeth is appropriate since a leading theme in the play is that to commit regicide is to violate the laws of God, and a person who does will ultimately fall. Angles can still be bright even though one has fallen, even if evil tries to look virtuous, virtues appearance will not change
How does Malcom test Macduff’s honesty? -Malcom claims he will be a worst king with Macbeth -He claims he will seize everyones land and continue to be greedy-he will have lust for all the women and children and abuse all his power -Macduff cannot believe what he is saying, he begins to use reverse psychology and claims Malcom unfit to live and a disgrace to Duncan -the testing proves his honesty
How do all the apparitions become true? -The first came true because in the end Macduff did kill Macbeth -The second became true because Macduff was ripped from his mothers womb by c-section hence he is not women born -The third became true because Malcom’s army camouflaged themselves like the woods making it seem as if the Birnum woods had moved onto Dunsiadne hill-All of these show little truth by not telling the whole story, it was enough to get Macbeth intrigued but ultimately they were all a lie
I have lived long enough. My way of lifeIs fall’n into the sere, 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, breathWhich the poor heart would fain deny and dare not.Seyton! Macbeth; This fight will either keep me on the throne or lost forever. My life has reached old age and I do not expect to have love, honor and obedience, like normal, but instead I have curses, not ever spoken aloud but all in the heart
She should have died hereafter.There would have been a time for such a word.Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,Creeps in this petty pace from day to dayTo the last syllable of recorded time,And all our yesterdays have lighted foolsThe way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor playerThat struts and frets his hour upon the stageAnd then is heard no more. It is a taleTold by an idiot, full of sound and fury,Signifying nothing. Macbeth; Lady Macbeth would have died at some point anyways. As each day passes we continue to get closer and closer to the end of time. And all hope given in happiness are just light to lead us to the grave. Life is a walking shadow, one that struts and worries for a long time but after their short time on stage they are gone. Life is an idiot tale and it signifies nothing
Accursèd be that tongue that tells me so,For it hath cowed my better part of man!And be these juggling fiends no more believed,That palter with us in a double sense,That keep the word of promise to our ear,And break it to our hope. I’ll not fight with thee. Macbeth; Cursed the tongue that tells me Macduff is not women born, for it has robbed me of courage. There shall be no more deceiving, the witches peak to us with double meaning, keeping words of promise but denying the ones we truly want. I will not fight with you

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