"When shall we three meet again?In thunder, lightning, or in rain?"(1.1.1-2).
Can I have some chestnuts?
"Showed like a rebel’s whore. But all’s too weak,For brave Macbeth—well he deserves that name—Disdaining fortune, with his brandished steel,Which smoked with bloody execution,Like valor’s minion carved out his passageTill he faced the slave" (1.2.15-20).
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"Sweno, the Norways' king, craves composition.Nor would we deign him burial of his men" (1.2.59-60).
"And munched, and munched, and munched. “Giveme,” quoth I.“Aroint thee, witch!” the rump-fed runnion cries.Her husband’s to Aleppo gone, master o' th' Tiger;But in a sieve I’ll thither sail" (1.3.5-9).
"The king hath happily received, Macbeth,The news of thy success, and when he readsThy personal venture in the rebels' fight,His wonders and his praises do contendWhich should be thine or his. Silenced with that,In viewing o'er the rest o' the selfsame day,He finds thee in the stout Norweyan ranks,Nothing afeard of what thyself didst make,Strange images of death. As thick as tale" (1.3.90-98).