Witches | “Fair is foul, and foul is fair./ Hover through the fog and filthy air.” (Scene 1, lines 10-11) |
Duncan | “No more that Thane of Cawdor shall deceive” (Scene 2, line 63) |
Duncan | “What he hath lost noble Macbeth hath won.” (Scene 2, line 67) |
Macbeth | “So foul and fair a day I have not seen.” (Scene 3, line 38) |
Banquo | “If you can look into the seeds of time…” (Scene 3, line 58) |
Macbeth | “This supernatural soliciting/ cannot 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 yield to that suggestion/ WHose horrid image doth unfix my hair” (Scene 3, lines 130-135) |
Malcom | “Nothing in his life/ Became him like the leaving it. He died/ As one that had been studied in his death/ To throw away the dearest thing he owned/ As ’twere a careless trifle.” (Scene 4, lines 7-11) |
Duncan | “There’s no art/ To find the mind’s construction in the face. He was a gentleman on whom I built/ An absolute trust.” (Scene 4, lines 12-15) |
Macbeth | “The Prince of Cumberland! That is a step/ On which I must fall down, or else o’erleap,/ For in my way it lies.” (Scene 4, lines 48-50) |
Macbeth | “Stars, hide your fires!” (Scene 4, line 50) |
Lady Macbeth | “Yet do I fear they nature. It is too full o’ the milk of human kindness/ To catch the nearest way” (Scene 5, lines 16-17) |
Lady Macbeth | “Come, you spirits/ That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here,/ And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full/ Of direst cruelty!” (Scene 5, lines 40-43) |
Lady Macbeth | “look like the innocent flower,/ but be the serpent under’t.” (Scene 5, lines 65-66) |
Macbeth | “I have no spur/ To prick the sides of my intent, but only/ Vaulting ambition, which o’erleaps itself/ And falls on the other-” (Scene 7, lines 25-28) |
Macbeth | “False face must hide what the false heart doth know.” (Scene 7, lines 59-61) |
No more that Thane of Cowdor shall decieve our bosom interest. Go pronounce his present death. | Duncan |
Though his bark cannot be lost, yet it can be tempest tossed. | Witches |
All hail Macbeth, that shall be king herafter! | Witches |
Thou shalt get Kings, though thou be none. | Witches |
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 us in deepest consequence. | Banquo |
Nothing in his life became like him leaving it. | Malcolm |
There is no art to find the mind’s construction in the face. | Duncan |
I have begun to plant thee, and will labor to make thee full of growing. | Duncan |
Stars, hide your fires: Let not lights see my black and deep desires. | Macbeth |
Yet I do fear they nature; It is too full of the milk of human kindness. | Lady Macbeth |
Your face…is as a book where men may read strange matters. | Lady Macbeth |
I have no spur to prick the sides of my intent, but only vaulting ambition. | Macbeth |
But screw your courage to the sticking place, and we will not fail. | Lady Macbeth |
False face must hide what false heart doth know. | Macbeth |
“Come, you spirits; That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me from the crown to the toe top-full Of direst cruelty.” | Lady Macbeth |
“Yet do I fear nature; It is too full o’ th’ milk of human kindness To catch the nearest way” | Lady Macbeth |
So foul and fair a day I have not seen. | Macbeth |
All hail, Macbeth! hail to thee Thane of Glamis!” “All hail, Macebth! hail to thee Thane of Cawdor!” “All hail, Macebth! thou shalt be king hereafter! | Witches |
There’s no art; To find the mind’s construction in the face | Duncan |
Look like the innocent flower,; But be the serpent under’t. | Lady Macbeth |
I have given suck, and know; How tender ’tis to love the babe that milks me:;I would, while it was smiling in my face,; Have pluck’d my nipple from his boneless gums,; And dash’d the brains out, had I so sworn as you; Have done to this. | Lady Macbeth |
“Fair is foul and foul is fair.” | Witches |
If you can look into the seeds of time,And say which grain will grow, and which will not, Speak. | Banquo |
Look, how our partner’s rapt. | Banquo |
’tis strange; and oftentimes to win us to our harm the instruments of darkness tell us truths, win us with honest trifles | Banquo |
We are sent to give thee from our royal master thanks | Angus |
He bade me, from him, call thee thane from Cawdor | Ross |
My dearest partner of greatness… | Macbeth |
Macbeth Quote Test Act 1
September 4, 2019