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Quotes from Macbeth — William Shakespeare

1564–1616 England

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

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Thou can'st not say I did it; never shake
Thy gory locks at me.

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Black spirits and white,
Red spirits and grey,
Mingle, mingle, mingle,
You that mingle may.

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What should be spoken here, where our fate,
Hid within an auger-hole, may rush, and seize us?

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Can such things be,
And overcome us like a summer's cloud,
Without our special wonder?

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The instruments of darkness tell us truths,
Win us with honest trifles, to betray us
In deepest consequence.

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Unnatural deeds
Do breed unnatural troubles: infected minds
To their deaf pillows will discharge their secrets.

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His flight was madness: when our actions do not,
Our fears do make us traitors.

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'Tis much he dares;
And, to that dauntless temper of his mind,
He hath a wisdom that doth guide his valour
To act in safety.

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Birth-strangled babe,
Ditch-deliver’d by a drab.

Macbeth (1606)

Those he commands, move only in command,
Nothing in love: now does he feel his title
Hang loose about him, like a giant's robe
Upon a dwarfish thief.

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How does your patient, doctor?
Not so sick, my lord,
As she is troubled with thick-coming fancies.

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Methought I heard a voice cry, "Sleep no more!
Macbeth does murder sleep," the innocent sleep.

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What's the business,
That such a hideous trumpet calls to parley
The sleepers of the house? Speak, speak!

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All is but toys; renown and grace is dead;
The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees
Is left this vault to brag of.

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This tyrant, whose sole name blisters our tongues,
Was once thought honest.

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I have bought
Golden opinions from all sorts of people,
Which would be worn now in their newest gloss,
Not cast aside so soon.

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To beguile the time,
Look like the time; bear welcome in your eye,
Your hand, your tongue: look like the innocent flower,
But be the serpent under 't.

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Light thickens; and the crow
Makes wing to the rooky wood:
Good things of the day begin to droop and drowse;
Whiles night's black agents to their preys do rouse.

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God's soldier be he!
Had I as many sons as I have hairs,
I would not wish them to a fairer death:
And so his knell is knoll'd.

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Attribution

Quotes and notes from Wikiquote: William Shakespeare (page history), available under CC BY-SA 4.0.