Act II, Scene 4 Quotes — Macbeth

’Tis unnatural, / Even like the deed that’s done. On Tuesday last, / A falcon, towering in her pride of place, / Was by a mousing owl hawk’d at and kill’d.

’Gainst nature still: / Thriftless ambition, that will ravin up / Thine own life’s means!—

Thou seest the heavens, as troubled with man’s act, / Threatens his bloody stage: by the clock ’tis day, / And yet dark night strangles the travelling lamp.

And Duncan’s horses (a thing most strange and certain) / Beauteous and swift, the minions of their race, / Turn’d wild in nature, broke their stalls, flung out, / Contending ’gainst obedience, as they would make / War with mankind.