Macbeth Act 3- Important Quotes
Thou hast it now: King, Cawdor, Glamis, all,
As the weird women promised, and I fear
Thou playd’s most foully for ‘t.
Upon my head they placed a fruitless crown
And put a barren scepter in my gripe,
Thence to be wrenched with an unlineal hand,
No son of mine succeeding, If ‘t be so,
For Banquo’s issue have I filed my mind;
For them the gracious Duncan have I murdered;
And though I could
With barefaced power sweep him from my sight
And bid my will avouch it, yet I must not,
For certain friends that are both his and mine,
Whose loves I may not drop, but wail his fall
Who I myself struck down; and thence it is
That I to your assistance do make love,
Masking the business from the common eye
For sundry weighty reasons
It is concluded: Banquo thy soul’s flight,
If it find heaven, must find it out tonight.
Nought’s had, alls spent,
Where our desire is got without content:
Tis safer to be that which we destroy
Than by destruction dwell in doubtful joy.
Duncan is in his grave;
After life’s fitful fever he sleeps well.
Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison,
Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing,
Can touch him further.
Be innocent of the knowledge, dearest chuck,
Till thou applaud the deed.
There’s but one down; the son is fled.
Avaunt! And quit my sight! Let the earth hide thee!
Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold;
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