AMBITION “from this moment
The very firstlings of my heart shall be
The firstlings of my hand. “
MORALITY “False face must hide what the false heart doth know.“ “Nought’s had, all’s spent, Where our desire is got without content: ‘Tis safer to be that which we destroy, Than by destruction dwell in doubtful joy.” “black Macbeth Will seem as pure as snow,……… being compared With my confineless harms.” “Thou sure and firm-set earth, Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear Thy very stones prate of my whereabout,”
MACBETH being destroyed/deteriorating mind .“O, full of scorpions is my mind” .“To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time,“ .“Will all great Neptune’s ocean wash this blood
Clean from my hand? No, this my hand will rather
The multitudinous seas in incarnadine,
Making the green one red.” “ I have no spur
To prick the sides of my intent, but only
Vaulting ambition, which o’erleaps itself
And falls on the other. “ “He shall spurn fate, scorn death, and bear He hopes ‘bove wisdom, grace and fear: And you all know, security Is mortals’ chiefest enemy.” “title hang loose about him, like a giants robe Upon a dwarvish theif.” 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?
I see thee yet, in form as palpable
As this which now I draw.
Thou marshall’st me the way that I was going;
And such an instrument I was to use.
Mine eyes are made the fools o’ the other senses,
Or else worth all the rest; I see thee still,
And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood,
Which was not so before. There’s no such thing:
It is the bloody business which informs
Thus to mine eyes.
LADY MACBETH, strong minded “That I may pour my spirits in thine ear;
And chastise with the valour of my tongue
All that impedes thee from the golden round,“ “unsex me here,” “A little water clears us of this deed;”
SYMBOLISM, Blood, “ I am in blood
Stepp’d in so far that, should I wade no more,
Returning were as tedious as go o’er:” “There’s daggers in men’s smiles“ “Is this a dagger I see before me, The handle towards my hand? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still.” “Give to our tables meat, sleep to our nights, Free from our feasts and banquets bloody knives,”
FATE “If chance will have me king, why, chance may crown me, without my stir.” “Stars, hide your fires! Let not light see my black and deep desires; The eye wink at the hand, yet let it be, which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.” “There is husbandry in heaven, Their candles are all out,”
“Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage“
PATHETIC FALLACY “That darkness does the face of Earth entomb When living light should kiss it?”
