“For brave Macbeth - well he deserves that name - // Disdaining Fortune, with his brandished steel, // which smoked with bloody execution, // like Valour’s minion carved out his passage”
“If chance will have me king, why, chance may crown me // without my stir”
“Cannons over-charged with double cracks; // so they doubly redoubled strokes upon the foe”
Stars, hide your fires; // let not light see my black and deep desires”
“I am in blood // stepped so fat that, should I wade no more, // returning were as tedious as go o’er”
“Banquo, thy soul’s flight, // if it find heaven, must find it out tonight”
“Come, you spirits // that tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here // and fill me from the crown to the topful // of direst cruelty”
“Look like the innocent flower, // but be the serpent under’t”
“I would, white it was smiling in my face, // have plucked my nipple from his boneless gums // and dashed the brains out”
“O nation miserable, // with an untitled tyrant bloody-sceptred!”
“Bleed, bleed, poor country! // Great tyranny, lay thou thy basis sure, // for goodness dare not check thee”
“Hail, king! For so thou art. Behold where stands // th’ usurper’s cursed head.”
“What I am truly, // is thine and my poor country’s to command”
“By the grace of Grace, // we will perform in measure, time, and place”