‘ (aside) If chance will have me king, why, chance may crown me Without my stir. ‘

‘ The prince of Cumberland! That is a stepOn which I must fall down, or else o’erleap ‘ 

‘ Let not light see my black and deep desires.The eye wink at the hand, yet let that be ‘ 

‘ That my keen knife see not the wound it makes,Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark ‘ 

‘ Shall sun that morrow see!Your face, my thane, is as a book where men ‘ 

‘ Your hand, your tongue. Look like the innocent flower,But be the serpent under ’t. ‘ 

‘ All hail, Macbeth! Hail to thee, thane of Glamis! ‘

‘ Thou shalt get kings, though thou be none.So all hail, Macbeth and Banquo! ‘ 

‘ Stay, you imperfect speakers, tell me more. ‘ 

Is this a dagger which I see before me,The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee.

‘ Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight? ‘

‘ A dagger of the mind, a false creation ‘ 

‘ Words to the heat of deeds too cold breath gives. ‘ 

‘ My hands are of your color, but I shame To wear a heart so white. ‘ 

‘ ‘Tis said they eat each other. ‘ 

‘ A falcon, tow’ring in her pride of place,Was by a mousing owl hawked at and killed. ‘