Glamis thou art, and Cawdor, and shalt beWhat thou art promised; yet do I fear thy nature –It is too full o'th milk of human kindnessTo catch the nearest way. Thou wouldst be great,Art not without ambition, but withoutThe illness should attend it. What thou wouldst highly,That wouldst thou holily; wouldst not play false, And yet wouldst wrongly win. Thou'dst have, great Glamis,That which cries 'Thus thou must do' if thou have it, And that which rather thou dost fear to do Than wishest should be undone. Hie thee hither That I may pour my spirits in thine ear, And chastise, with the valor of my tongue, All that impedes thee from the golden round, Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seemTo have thee crowned withal.
Lady Macbeth reacting to Macbeth's letter. She wants to make sure that Macbeth gets what the witches said he would get. One of the prophecies was that he would be king
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The king comes here tonight.
The Messenger enters, telling Lady Macbeth that the king is coming to the Macbeth household
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Shall sun that morrow see.Your face, my thane, is as a book where menMay 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. He that's comingMust be provided for, and you shall putThis night's great business into my dispatch,Which shall to all our nights and days to comeGive solely sovereign sway and masterdom.
Lady Macbeth tells Macbeth how they are going to kill the king when he is at the household.
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