Macbeth Quotes

A1S3 1

So foul and fair a day I have not seen.

A1S3 2

My noble partner

A1S3 3

Thou shalt get kings, though thou be none.

A1S3 4

Stay, you imperfect speakers. Tell me more.

A1S3 5

Speak, I charge you.

A1S3 6

Why do you dress me in borrowed robes?

A1S3 7

Two truths are told, as happy prologues to the swelling act of the imperial theme.

A1S3 8

My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical

A1S5 1

yet I do fear thy nature

A1S5 2

It is too full o’th’milk of human kindness

A1S5 3

That I may pour my spirits in thine ear

A1S5 4

Come, you spirits

A1S5 5

unsex me here

A1S5 6

Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell

A1S5 7

look like th’innocent flower, but be the serpent under’t

A1S7 1

If it were done when ‘tis done, then ‘twere well It were done quickly

A1S7 2

Commends th’ingredience of our poisoned chalice to our own lips

A1S7 3

He’s here in double trust

A1S7 4

I have no spur to prick the sides of my intent

A1S7 5

We will proceed no further in this business.

A1S7 6

Was the hope drunk wherein you dressed yourself?

A1S7 7

Has it slept since?

A1S7 8

If we should fail?

A1S7 9

But screw your courage to the sticking-place

A1S7 10

False face must hide what the false heart doth know

A2S1 1

A friend.

A2S1 2

Is this a dagger which I see before me, the handle toward my hand?

A2S1 3

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

A2S1 4

Or art thou but a dagger of the mind

A2S1 5

Thou mashall’st me the way that I was going

A2S1 6

on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood

A2S1 7

Hear it not, Duncan, for it is a knell that summons thee to heaven or to hell

A2S2 1

Stichomythia

A2S2 2

I could not say ‘Amen’ when they did say ‘God bless us.’

A2S2 3

I had most need of blessing

A2S2 4

Sleep no more: Macbeth does murder sleeep

A2S2 5

I’ll go no more.

A2S2 6

A little water clears us of this deed.

A2S2 7

Wake Duncan with thy knocking: I would thou couldst.

A3S4 1

‘Tis better thee without, than he within

A3S4 2

Thou canst not say I did it; never shake thy gory locks at me!

A3S4 3

Are you a man?

A3S4 4

Let the earth hide thee!

A3S4 5

blood will have blood

A3S4 6

You lack the season of all natures, sleep

A3S4 7

We are yet but young in deed.

A4S1 1

Something wicked this way comes;

A4S1 2

How now, you secret, black, and midnight hags!

A4S1 3

Beware the Thane of Fife

A4S1 4

Then live, Macduff, what need I fear of thee?

A4S1 5

Thy crown does sear mine eyeballs

A4S1 6

The very firstlings of my heart shall be the firstlings of my hand.

A5S7 1

But bear-like I must fight the course.

A5S7 2

My name’s Macbeth

A5S7 3

“Swords I smile at, weapons laugh to scorn”

A5S8 1

Why should I play the Roman fool and die on mine own sword?

A5S8 2

I will not yield/To kiss the ground before young Maloclm’s feet