Macbeth Act 2 Scene 2
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- That which hath made them drunk hath made me bold. I have drugged their possets, death and nature do contend about them whether they live or die.
- But in these cases we still have judgment here, that we but teach bloody instructions, which, being taught, return to plague th' inventor
- When you durst do it, to be more thanwhat you were, you would Be so much more the man
- Had he not resembledMy father as he slept, I had done ’t.
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- I have no spurTo prick the sides of my intent, but only vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself and falls on th' other.
- This is a sorry sight!!
- A foolish thought, to say a sorry sight.
- Our royal master's murder'd!
- God bless us!
- smear the sleepy grooms with blood.
- Glamis hath murder'd sleep, and therefore Cawdor Shall sleep no more; Macbeth shall sleep no more.
- Ring the alarum-bell. Murder and treason!
- KNOCK
- To know my deed, 'twere best not know myself!
- I am in blood stepped in so far that returning were as tedious as go o'er
- My hands are of your colour
- All hail Macbeth >:)
- merciful powers,Restrain in me the cursed thoughts that nature gives way to in repose!
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