Macbeth
MEMORY WORK
I, i, line 10
The Witches
“Fair is foul and foul is fair.
Hover through the filthy air.”
I, iii, line 38
Macbeth
“So foul and fair a day I have not seen.”
I, iii, line 45
Macbeth
“. . . You should be women,
And yet your beards forbid me to interpret
That you are so.”
I, iii, line 146
Macbeth
“. . . Come what come may,
Time and the hour runs through the roughest day.”
I, iv, line 7
Malcolm
“. . . Nothing in his life
Became him like the leaving it.”
I, iv, line 48
Macbeth
“The Prince of Cumberland! That is a step
On which I must fall down, or else o’erleap,
For in my way it lies . . .”
I, v, line 15
Lady Macbeth
“Glamis thou art, and Cawdor, and shalt be
What thou art promised. Yet do I fear thy nature;
It is to full o’ th’ milk of human kindness
To catch the nearest way.”
I, v, line 59
Lady Macbeth
“. . . O, never
Shall sun that morrow see!
Your face, my Thane, is as a book where men
May read strange matters. To beguile the time,
Look like the time; bear welcome in your eye,
Your hand, your tongue: look like th’ innocent flower.
But be the serpent under ‘t . . .”
I, vi, line 1
Macbeth
“If it were done when ‘tis done, then ‘twere well
It were done quickly. If th’ assassination
Could trammel up the consequence, and catch,
With his surcease, success; that but this blow
Might be the be-all and the end-all . . .”
I, vi, line 47
Lady Macbeth
“. . . What beast was ’t then
That made you break this enterprise to me?
When you durst it, then you were a man . . .”
I, vi, line 59
Lady Macbeth
“We fail?
But screw your courage to the sticking-place
And we’ll not fail.”
II, i, line 33
Macbeth
“Is this a dagger which I see before me,
The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee.
I have thee not, and yet I see thee still.
Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible
To feeling as to sight, or art thou but
A dagger of the mind, a false creation,
Proceeding fron the heat-oppressed brain?
I see thee yet, in form as palpable
As this which now I draw.”
II, iii, line 130
Donalbain
“. . . Where we are
There’s daggers in men’s smiles; the near in blood,
The nearer bloody.”
III, i, line 46
Macbeth
“Bring them before us.
To be thus is nothing, but to be safely thus--”
III, iv, line 15
Macbeth
“ ‘Tis better thee without than he within.
Is he dispatched?”
IV, i, line 42
The Witches
“By the pricking of my thumbs,
Something wicked this way come:
Open locks,
Whoever knocks!”
IV, ii, line 12
Lady Macduff
“All is the fear and nothing is the love;
As little is the wisdom, where the flight
So runs against all reason.”
V, i, line 36
Lady Macbeth
“Out, damned spot! Out I say! One: two:
why, then ‘tis time to do ‘t. Hell is murky.
Fie, my lord, fie!”
V, v, line 19
Macbeth
“Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow
Creeps at this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out brief candle!
Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury
Signifying nothing.”