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Fair is foul, and foul is fair / Hover through the fog and filthy air (1.1.1)

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The Witches

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Disdaining fortune, with his brandish’d steel, / Which smoked with bloody execution, / Like Valour’s minion carved out his passage / Till he faced the slave; / Which ne’er shook hands, nor bade farewell to him, / Till he unseam’d him from the nave to the chaps, / And fix’d his head upon our battlements. (1.2.2)

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Captain

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No more that thane of Cawdor shall deceive / Our bosom interest: go pronounce his present death, / And with his former title greet Macbeth (1.2.4)

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Duncan

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What are these / So Wither’d, and so wild in their attire, / That look not like the inhabitants o’ the earth, / And yet are on’t? (1.3.5)

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banquo

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And oftentimes, to win us to our harm, / The instruments of darkness tell us truths, Win us with honest trifles, to betray’s / In deepest consequence. (1.3.8)

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banquo

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If chance will have me king, why, chance may crown me, / Without my stir. (1.3.8)

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macbeth

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There’s no art / To find the mind’s construction in the face: / He was a gentleman on whom I built / An absolute trust. (1.4.8)

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duncan

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Stars, hide your fires; / Let not light see my black and deep desires. (1.4.11)

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macbeth

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I fear thy nature; / It is too full o’ the milk of human kindness / To catch the nearest way. (1.5.11)

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Lady macbeth

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The raven himself is hoarse / That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan / Under my battlements. Come, you spirits / That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, / And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full / Of direst cruelty. (1.5.12)

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Lady macbeth

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Your face, my thane, is as a book where men / May read strange matters. To beguile the time, / Look like the time; bear welcome in your eye, / Your hand, your tongue: look like the innocent flower, / But be the serpent under’t. (1.5.13)

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Lady macbeth

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12
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If it were done when ‘tis done, then ‘twere well / It were done quickly. (1.7.15)

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macbeth

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I have no spur / To Prick the sides of my intent, but only / Vaulting ambition, which o’erleaps itself / And falls on the other. (1.7.16)

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macbeth

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We will proceed no further in this business: / He hath honour’d me of late; and I have bought / Golden opinions from all sorts of people, / Which would be worn now in their newest gloss, / Not cast aside so soon. (1.7.16)

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macbeth

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I have given suck, and know / How tender ‘tis to love the babe that milks me: / I would, while it was smiling in my face, / Have pluck’d my nipple from his boneless gums, / And dash’d the brains out, had I so sworn as you / Have done to this. (1.7.17)

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Lady macbeth

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But screw your courage to the skicking-place, / And we’ll not fail. (1.7.17)

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Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible / To feeling as to sight? or art thou but / A dagger of the mind, a false creation, / Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain? (2.1.20)

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Had he not resembled / My father as he slept, I had done’t. (2.2.21)

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Go get some water, / And wash this filthy witness from your hand. / Why did you bring these daggers from the place? (2.2.23)

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Will all great Neptune’s ocean wash this blood / Clean from my hands? No; this my hand will rather / The multitudinous seas incarnadine, / making the green one red. (2.2.23)

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Thou hast it now: king, Cawdor, Glamis, all, / As the weird women promised, and I fear / Thou play’dst most foully for’t. (3.1.33)

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Upon my head they placed a fruitless crown / And put a barren sceptre in my gripe, / Thence to be wrench’d with an unlineal hand. (3.1.35)

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Gentle my lord, sleep o’er your rugged looks; / Be bright and jovial among your guests to-night. (3.2.39)

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Be innocent of the knowledge, dearest chuck, / Till thou applaud the deed. (3.2.39)

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O, treachery! Fly, good Fleance, fly, fly, fly! (3.3.40)
banquo
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Sit, worthy friends: my lord is often thus, / And hath been from his youth: pray you, keep seat; / the fit is momentary. (3.4.43)
Lady macbeth
27
It will have blood: they say blood will have blood. (3.4.45)
macbeth
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I am in blood / Stepp’d in so far that, should I wade no more, / Returning were as tedious as go o’er. (3.4.46)
macbeth
29
Time, thou anticipatest my dread exploits: / The flighty purpose never is o’ertook / Unless the deed go with it: from this moment / The very firstlings of my heart shall be / The firstlings of my hand. And even now, / To crown my thoughts with acts, be it thought and done. (4.1.56)
macbeth
30
All is the fear and nothing is the love; / As little is the wisdom, where the flight / So runs against all reason. (4.2.57)
Lady macduff
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He has no children. All my pretty ones? / Did you say all? O hell-kite! All? / What, all my pretty chickens and their dam / at one fell swoop? (4.3.67)
macduff
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Out, damned spot! out, I say!...Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him? (5.1.70)
Lady macbeth
33
All the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand. (5.1.70)
Lady macbeth
34
I have lived long enough: my way of life / Is fall’n into the sear, the yellow leaf, / And that which should accompany old age, / As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, / I must not look to have. (5.3. 73)
macbeth
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Out, out brief candle! / Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player / That struts and frets his hour upon the stage / And then is heard no more: it is a tale / Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, / Signifying nothing. (5.5.77)
macbeth
36
I bear a charmed life, which must not yield / To one of woman born. (5.8.80)
macbeth
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Despair thy charm, / And let the angel whom thou still hast served / Tell thee, Macduff was from his mother’s womb / Untimely ripp’d. (5.8.80)
macduff
38
My thanes and kinsmen, / Henceforth be earls, the first that ever Scotland / In such an honour named. (5.8.82)
malcom