Macbeth - Continued. So clear in his great office, that his virtues Act i. Sc. 7. I have no spur To prick the sides of my intent, but only Act i. Sc. 7. I have bought Golden opinions from all sorts of people. Act i. Sc. 7. Letting 1 dare not wait upon I would Act i. Sc. 7. I dare do all that may become a man; Act i. Sc. 7. But screw your courage to the sticking-place. Act ii. Sc. 1. Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand? Act ii. Sc. 1. Thou sure and firm-set earth, Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear Thy very stones prate of my whereabout. Sleep, that knits up the ravelled sleave of care. Act ii. Sc. 2. Infirm of purpose! Act ii. Sc. 3. The labor we delight in, physics pain. Act ii. Sc. 3. The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Act ii. Sc. 4. A falcon, towering in her pride of place, Upon my Act iii. Sc. 1. head they placed a fruitless crown, And put a barren sceptre in my gripe, Thence to be wrenched with an unlineal hand, No son of mine succeeding. Act iii. Sc. 1. Mur. We are men, my liege. Mac. Ay, in the catalogue ye go for men. Macbeth - Continued. Act iii. Sc. 2. Things without all remedy, Should be without regard: what's done is done. Act iii. Sc. 2. We have scotched the snake, not killed it. Act iii. Sc. 2. Duncan is in his grave! After life's fitful fever he sleeps well. But now, Act iii. Sc. 4. I am cabined, cribbed, confined, bound in To saucy doubts and fears. Act iii. Sc. 4. Now good digestion wait on appetite, And health on both! Act iii. Sc. 4. Thou canst not say, I did it: never shake Thy gory locks at me. Act iii. Sc. 4. Thou hast no speculation in those eyes Which thou dost glare with! Act iii. Sc. 4. What man dare, I dare. Take Act iii. Sc. 4. any shape but that, and my firm nerves Shall never tremble. Macbeth-Continued. Act iii. Sc. 4. You have displaced the mirth, broke the good mee ing, with most admired disorder. Act iii. Sc. 4. Can such things be, And overcome us like a summer's cloud, *These lines occur also in "The Witch" of Thomas Middleton, Act 5, Sc. 2; and it is uncertain to which the priority should be ascribed. Macbeth - Continued. Act iv. Sc. 1. I'll make assurance double sure, And take a bond of fate. Act iv. Sc. 1. Show his eyes, and grieve his heart! Come like shadows, so depart. Act iv. Sc. 1. What! will the line stretch out to the crack of doom? Act iv. Sc. 1. The flighty purpose never is o'ertook, Unless the deed go with it. Act iv. Sc. 2. When our actions do not Our fears do make us traitors. Act iv. Sc. 3. Angels are bright still, though the brightest fell. Act iv. Sc. 3. Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak, Act iv. Sc. 3. What, all my pretty chickens, and their dam, Act iv. Sc. 3. I cannot but remember such things were, |