Macbeth Act 1
Updated: 11/3/2020
Macbeth Act 1

Storyboard Text

  • When shall we three meet again In thunder, lightning, or in rain?
  • Fair is foul, and foul is fair.
  • When the hurlyburly's done, When the battle's lost and won. 
  • Doubtful it stood, As two spent swimmers that do cling together And choke their art.
  • No more that Thane of Cawdor shall deceive Our bosom interest . Go pronounce his death And with his former title greet Macbeth.
  • All hail, Macbeth, that shalt be King hereafter!
  • Aside- Two truths are told, As happy prologues to the swelling act Of the imperial theme.
  • Were such things here as we do speak about? Or have we eaten on the insane root That takes the reason prisoner?
  • The Prince of Cumberland! That is a step On which I must fall down, or else o'erleap, For in my way it lies.
  • Our eldest Malcolm, whom we name hereafter The Prince of Cumberland; which honor must Not unaccompanied invest him only, But signs nobleness, like, stars, shall shine On all deserves.
  • Yet do I fear thy nature. It is too full o' the milk of human kindness To catch the nearest way.
  • 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!
  • Art thou afeard To be the same in thine own act and valor As thou art desire? Wouldst thou have that Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life, And live a coward in thine own esteem, Letting "I dare not" wait upon "I would," Like the poor cat i' the adage?
  • We will proceed no further in this business. He hath honored 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.