Act 2 Scene 1 Macbeth Monolauge

For memorizing the monolaige

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Good evening I am ____ _____ and I will be preforming MacBeths monolauge from act 2 scene 1 in macbeth.

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Is this a dagger which I see before me?

Is this a dagger which I see before me?

The handle toward my hand?

The handle toward my hand?

Come let me clutch thee!

Come let me clutch thee!

I have thee not, and yet I see thee still.

I have thee not, and yet I see thee still.

Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible
To feeling as to sight?

Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible
To feeling as to sight?

or art thou but
A dagger of the mind, a false creation

or art thou but
A dagger of the mind, a false creation

Proceeding from the heat-oppressèd brain?

Proceeding from the heat-oppressèd brain?

I see thee yet, in form as palpable
As this which now I draw.

I see thee yet, in form as palpable
As this which now I draw.

Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going,
And such an instrument I was to use.

Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going,
And such an instrument I was to use.

Mine eyes are made the fools o' th' other senses,
Or else worth all the rest. I see thee still,

Mine eyes are made the fools o' th' other senses,
Or else worth all the rest. I see thee still,

And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood,
Which was not so before.

And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood,
Which was not so before.

Now o'er the one half-world
Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse
The curtained sleep.

Now o'er the one half-world
Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse
The curtained sleep.

Witchcraft celebrates
Pale Hecate's offerings; and withered murder,

Witchcraft celebrates
Pale Hecate's offerings; and withered murder,

Alarumed by his sentinel, the wolf,

Alarumed by his sentinel, the wolf,

Whose howl 's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace,

Whose howl 's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace,

With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design
Moves like a ghost.

With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design
Moves like a ghost.

Thou sure and firm-set earth,
Hear not my steps which way they walk, for fear

Thou sure and firm-set earth,
Hear not my steps which way they walk, for fear

Thy very stones prate of my whereabout
And take the present horror from the time,

Thy very stones prate of my whereabout
And take the present horror from the time,

Which now suits with it.

Which now suits with it.

Whiles I threat, he lives;
Words to the heat of deeds too cold breath gives.

Whiles I threat, he lives;
Words to the heat of deeds too cold breath gives.

I go, and it is done. The bell invites me.

I go, and it is done. The bell invites me.

Hear it not, Duncan, for it is a knell

Hear it not, Duncan, for it is a knell

That summons thee to heaven, or to hell.