Macbeth Quotes

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

Light thickens; and the crow / Makes wing to th’ rooky wood. / Good things of day begin to droop and drowse, / Whiles night’s black agents to their preys do rouse.

Come, seeling night, / Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day, / And with thy bloody and invisible hand / Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond / Which keeps me pale!—

I ’gin to be aweary of the sun, / And wish th’ estate o’ th’ world were now undone.—

A heavy summons lies like lead upon me, / And yet I would not sleep. Merciful powers, / Restrain in me the cursed thoughts that nature / Gives way to in repose!

But this place is too cold for hell. I'll devil-porter it no further: I had thought to have let in some of all professions, that go the primrose way to th' everlasting bonfire.

The obscure bird / Clamour’d the live-long night. Some say the earth / Was feverous, and did shake.

The west yet glimmers with some streaks of day. / Now spurs the lated traveller apace, / To gain the timely inn; and near approaches / The subject of our watch.

How now, you secret, black, and midnight hags! / What is't you do?