Act III, Scene 1 Quotes — Macbeth

To be thus is nothing, / But to be safely thus.

Upon my head they plac’d a fruitless crown, / And put a barren sceptre in my gripe, / Thence to be wrench’d with an unlineal hand, / No son of mine succeeding.

It is concluded. Banquo, thy soul’s flight, / If it find heaven, must find it out tonight.

Thou hast it now, King, Cawdor, Glamis, all, / As the Weird Women promis’d; and, I fear, / Thou play’dst most foully for’t;

Our fears in Banquo / Stick deep, and in his royalty of nature / Reigns that which would be fear’d: ’tis much he dares; / And, to that dauntless temper of his mind, / He hath a wisdom that doth guide his valour / To act in safety.

Rather than so, come, fate, into the list, / And champion me to th’ utterance!—

For Banquo’s issue have I fil’d my mind; / For them the gracious Duncan have I murder’d; / Put rancours in the vessel of my peace / Only for them; and mine eternal jewel / Given to the common enemy of man, / To make them kings, the seed of Banquo kings!

Ay, in the catalogue ye go for men; / As hounds, and greyhounds, mongrels, spaniels, curs, / Shoughs, water-rugs, and demi-wolves are clept / All by the name of dogs

I am one, my liege, / Whom the vile blows and buffets of the world / Hath so incens’d that I am reckless what / I do to spite the world.

So is he mine; and in such bloody distance, / That every minute of his being thrusts / Against my near’st of life;