Macbeth Quotes Scene 5

Out, damned spot, out, I say! One. Two.Why then, ’tis time to do ‘t. Hell is murky. FieMy lord, fie, a soldier and afeard? Lady Macbeth Out stupid spot, out, I command! One. Two. Okay, it is time to do it now. Hell is murky. Nonsense my lord, nonsense! You are a soldier and afraid?
This disease is beyond my practice. Yet I haveKnown those which have walked in their sleep, Who have died holily in their beds. DoctorThis disease is beyond my medical practice. I have known people who sleepwalked and weren’t guilty of anything.
Unnatural deeds Do breed unnatural troubles. Infected mindsTo their deaf pillows will discharge their secrets.More needs she the divine than the physician. DoctorUnnatural acts will cause supernatural things to happen. People with guilty and deranged minds will confess their secrets to their pillows as the sleep. This woman needs a priest more than a doctor.
There is Siward’s sonAnd many unrough youths that even now Protest their first of manhood. LennoxSiward’s son is there, as well as many boys too young to have beards who will become men from this battle.
Now does he feel His secret murders sticking on his hands.Now minutely revolts unbraid his faith-breach.Those he commands move only in command,Nothing in love. AngusNow Macbeth feels the blood of his murdered enemies sticking to his hands. Now, rebel armies punish him every minute for his treachery. The soldiers he commands are only following orders. They don’t fight because they love Macbeth.
“Fear not, Macbeth. No man that’s born of woman Shall e’er have power upon thee.” Then fly, false thanes, And mingle with the English epicures. Macbeth”Don’t be scared Macbeth. No man born from a woman will ever defeat you.” So get out of here, disloyal thanes, and join the weak and decadent English!”
This push Will cheer me ever or [disseat] me now.I have lived long enough. My way of life Is fall’n into the sere. MacbethThis battle will secure my reign forever or topple me from the throne. I have lived long enough. The course of my life is beginning to wither and fall away.
Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased,Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow,Raze out the written troubles of the brain,And with some sweet oblivious antidoteCleanse the stuffed bosom of that perilous stuffWhich weighs upon the heart? MacbethCan’t you treat a diseased mind? Take away her memory of sorrow? Use some drug to erase the troubling thoughts from her brain and ease her heart?
Let every soldier hew him down a boughAnd bear’t before him. Thereby shall we shadowThe numbers of our host and make discovery Err in report of us. MalcolmTell every soldier to break off a branch and hold it in front of him. That way we can conceal how many of us there are, and Macbeth’s spies will give him inaccurate reports.
We learn no other but the confident tyrantKeeps still in Dunsinane and will endureOur setting down before’t. SiwardWe have no news except that the overconfident Macbeth is still in Dunsinane and will allow us to lay siege into the castle
Thou wast born of womanBut swords I smile at, weapons laugh to scorn,Brandished by man that’s of a woman born. SiwardWe have no news except that the overconfident Macbeth is still in Dunsinane and will allow us to lay siege into the castle
Tyrant, show thy face!If thou beest slain, and with no stroke of mine,My wife and children’s ghosts will haunt me still. MacduffTyrant, show your face! If someone other than me kills you, the ghosts of my wife and children will haunt me forever.
Of all man else I have avoided thee.But get thee back. My soul is too much chargedWith blood of thine already. MacbethYou’re the only man I have avoided. But go away now. I’m already guilty of killing your family.
Despair thy charm,And let the angel whom thou still hast servedTell thee Macduff was from his mother’s wombUntimely ripped. MacduffYou can forget about your charm. The evil spirit you serve can tell you that I was not born. They cut me out of my mother’s womb before she could birth me naturally.
Hail, King! For so though art. Behold where stands Th’ usurper’s cursed head. The time is free.I see thee compassed with thy kingdom’s pearl MacduffHail, king! Because that’s what you are now. Look, here I have Macbeth’s cursed head. We are free from his tyranny. I see that you have the kingdom’s noblemen around you.
We shall not spend a large expense of time Before we reckon with your several lovesAnd make us even with you. MalcolmIt will not be long before I reward each of you as he deserves.
What’s more to do,Which would be planted newly with the time,As calling home our exiled friends abroadThat fled the snares of watchful tyranny,Producing forth the cruel ministerOf this dead butcher and his fiend-like queen. MalcolmWe have a lot to do at the dawn of this new era. We must call home all of our exiled friends who fled from the grip of Macbeth’s tyranny, and we must bring to justice all the evil ministers of this dead butcher and his demon-like queen.

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