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Macbeth
| Question | Answer |
|---|---|
| When shall we three meet again? In thunder, lightning, or in rain? | 1st Witch |
| Fair is foul, and foul is fair | witches |
| So foul and fair a day I have not seen | Macbeth |
| A drum, a drum! Macbeth doth come | 3rd Witch |
| If you can look into the seeds of time And say which grain will grown and which will not, Speak, then, to me… | Banquo |
| Why do you dress me in borrowed robes? | Macbeth |
| And oftentimes, to win us to our harm, The instruments of darkness tell us truths, Win us with honest trifles, in betray’s in deepest consequence | Banquo |
| Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings | Macbeth |
| Come what come may, Time and the hour runs through the roughest day | Macbeth |
| Nothing in his life Became him like leaving it | Malcolm |
| Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires | Macbeth |
| Yet do I fear thy nature; It is too full o’ th’ milk of human kindness | Macbeth |
| Make thick my blood | Lady Macbeth |
| O never shall sun that morrow see | Lady Macbeth |
| Your face, my thane, is as a book where men May read strange matters | Lady Macbeth |
| Look like th’ innocent flower, but be the serpent under ‘t | Lady Macbeth |
| I have no spur To prick the sides of my intent, but only vaulting ambition… | Macbeth |
| I dare do all that may become a man; Who dares do more is none | Macbeth |
| But screw your courage to the sticking-place, And we’ll not fail | Lady Macbeth Bring forth male-children only, For thy undaunted mettle should compose nothing but males |
| False face must hide what the false hear doth know | Macbeth |
| Or art thou but a dagger of the mind, a false creation | Macbeth |
| The bell invites me. Hear it not, Duncan, for it is a knell That summons thee to heaven or to hall | Macbeth |
| Had he not resembled my father as he slept, I had done ‘t myself | Lady Macbeth |
| I had most need of blessing, and ‘Amen’ Stuck in my throat | Macbeth |
| Sleep no more! Macbeth doth murder Sleep! | Macbeth |
| The sleeping and the dead are but picture… | Lady Macbeth |
| Will all great Neptune’s ocean wash this blood clean from my hand? | Macbeth |
| A little water clears us of this deed. How easy it is, then! | Lady Macbeth |
| Wake Duncan with thy knocking. I would thou couldst | Macbeth |
| O horror, horror, horror! Tongue nor heart cannot conceive not name thee! | Macduff |
| O gentle lady, ‘Tis not for you to hear what I can speak | Macduff |
| The spring, the head, the fountain of your blood is stopped; the very source of it is stopped | Macbeth |
| Who can be wise, amazed, temp’rate, and furious, Loyal and neutral, in a moment? No man | Macbeth |
| Our tears are not yet brewed | Donalbain |
| This murderous shaft that’s shot Hath not yet lighted… | Malcolm |
| Thou hast is now—king, Cawdor, Glamis, all, As the weird women promosed, and I fear Thou played’st most foully for ‘t | Banquo |
| Our fears in Banquo stick deep and in the royalty of nature Reigns that which would be feared | Macbeth |
| Banquo, thy soul’s flight, If it find heaven, must find it out tonight | Macbeth |
| Naught’s had, all’s spent, Where our desire is got without content | Lady Macbeth |
| We have scorched the snake, not killed it | Macbeth |
| O treachery! Fly, good Fleance, fly, fly, fly! | Banquo |
| The worm that’s fled Hath nature that in time will venom breed | Macbeth |
| Thou canst not say I did it. Never shake thy gory looks at me | Macbeth |
| It will have blood, they say. Blood will have blood | Macbeth |
| Only I say Things have been strangely borne | Lennox |
| Double, double toil and trouble. Fire burn and cauldrom bubble | Witches |
| By the pricking of my thumbs, Something wicked this way comes | 2nd witch |
| Laugh to scorn the power of man, for none of women born shall harm Macbeth | 2nd apparition/bloody child |
| Macbeth shall never vanquished be until Great Birnam Wood to high Dunsinane HillShall come against him | 3rd apparition/crowned child holding tree branch |
| …I am in this earthly world, where to do hard Is often laughable, to do good sometimes Accounted dangerous folly… | Lady Macduff |
| He has killed me , mother. Run away, I pray for you | son of Lady Macduff |
| Bleed, bleed, poor country! Great tyranny, lay thou thy basis sure, For goodness dare not check thee | Macduff |
| Out damned spot! Out, I say! | Lady Macbeth |
| All the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand | Lady Macbeth |
| What’s done, can’t be undone-To bed, to bed, to bed | Lady Macbeth |
| Foul Whisperings are abroad. Unnatural deeds Do breed unnatural troubles | Doctor |
| Now does he feel his tile Hang loose about him, like a giant’s robe Upon a dwarfish thief | Angus |
| Therein the patient Must minister to himself | Doctor |
| Out, out, brief candle! | Macbeth |
| It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing | Macbeth |
| …I looked toward Birnam, and anon methought The wood began to move | Messenger |
| …Macduff was from his mother’s womb Untimely ripped | Macduff |
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JJRubin