Macbeth Who can impress the forest, bid the tree Unfix his earth-bound root? Sweet bodements, good. Rebellious dead, rise never till the wood Of Birnam rise; and our high-placed Macbeth Shall live the lease of nature, pay his breath To time and mortal custom. Yet my heart Read more about Act 4, Scene 1: Popup Note Index Item: "Rebellious dead"
Macbeth I conjure you by that which you profess, Howe'er you come to know it, answer me. Though you untie the winds and let them fight Against the churches; though the yeasty waves Confound and swallow navigation up; Though bladed corn be lodged and trees blown down; Though castles topple on their warders' heads; Though palaces and pyramids do slope Their heads to their foundations; though the treasure Of nature's germens tumble all together, Even till destruction sicken; answer me To what I ask you. Read more about Act 4, Scene 1: Popup Note Index Item: "answer me"
[A cavern. In the middle, a boiling cauldron. Thunder. Enter the three Witches] First Witch Thrice the brinded cat hath mewed. Second Witch Thrice and once the hedge-pig whined. Third Witch Harpier cries, 'Tis time, 'tis time. Read more about Act 4, Scene 1: Popup Note Index Item: Familiars
Macbeth Come, we'll to sleep. My strange and self-abuse Is the initiate fear that wants hard use. We are yet but young in deed. [Exit] Read more about Act 3, Scene 4: Popup Note Index Item: "in deed"
Lady Macbeth You lack the season of all natures, sleep. Read more about Act 3, Scene 4: Popup Note Index Item: "season"
Macbeth It will have blood. They say, blood will have blood. Stones have been known to move, and trees to speak; Augurs and understood relations have By maggot-pies and choughs and rooks brought forth The secret'st man of blood. What is the night? Read more about Act 3, Scene 4: Popup Note Index Item: "Stones have been known to move"
Macbeth Can such things be, And overcome us like a summer's cloud, Without our special wonder? You make me strange Even to the disposition that I owe, When now I think you can behold such sights, And keep the natural ruby of your cheeks, When mine is blanched with fear. Read more about Act 3, Scene 4: Popup Note Index Item: "overcome us"
Macbeth What man dare, I dare: Approach thou like the rugged Russian bear, The armed rhinoceros, or the Hyrcan tiger; Take any shape but that, and my firm nerves Shall never tremble — or be alive again, And dare me to the desert with thy sword. Read more about Act 3, Scene 4: Popup Note Index Item: Hyrcan tiger
Macbeth Blood hath been shed ere now, i' the olden time, Ere human statute purged the gentle weal. Ay, and since too, murders have been performed, Too terrible for the ear. The times have been, That, when the brains were out, the man would die — And there an end. But now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools. This is more strange Than such a murder is. Lady Macbeth Macbeth Lords [Re-enter ghost of Banquo] Macbeth Lady Macbeth Macbeth [Ghost of Banquo vanishes] Lady Macbeth Macbeth Ross Lady Macbeth Lennox Lady Macbeth [Exit all but Macbeth and Lady Macbeth] Macbeth Lady Macbeth Macbeth Lady Macbeth Macbeth Lady Macbeth Macbeth [Exit] Read more about Act 3, Scene 4: Popup Note Index Item: "mortal murders on their crowns"
Macbeth Blood hath been shed ere now, i' the olden time, Ere human statute purged the gentle weal. Read more about Act 3, Scene 4: Popup Note Index Item: "human"