Act 2

Act 2

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  • I think not of them. Yet, when we can entreat an hour to serve, We would spend it in some words upon that business, If you would grant the time.
  • Macbeth lies and says he has not been thinking of the witches prophecy
  • I dreamt last night of the three weird sisters: To you they have showed some truth.
  • Macbeth hallucinates a dagger and does not want to kill Duncan, but hears the bell as his signal to commit the murder
  • Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. 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-oppressèd brain?
  • Macbeth gets by the sleeping guards, take their daggers and kills Duncan.
  • Go get some water, And wash this filthy witness from your hand. Why did you bring these daggers from the place? They must lie there. Go carry them and smear The sleepy grooms with blood.
  • Macbeth accidentally returns with the daggers and is too
  • I’ll go no more: I am afraid to think what I have done; Look on ’t again I dare not.
  • Infirm of purpose! Give me the daggers. The sleeping and the dead Are but as pictures.
  • O horror, horror, horror! Our royal master’s murdered!
  • Those of his chamber, as it seemed, had done ’t. Their hands and faces were all badged with blood. So were their daggers, which unwiped we found Upon their pillows.
  • Macduff discovers that Duncan has been killed, they suspect the guards. Macbeth kills the guard and says it was out of anger but in reality it was to cover his tracks.
  • Oh, yet I do repent me of my fury, That I did kill them.
  • What will you do? Let’s not consort with them. To show an unfelt sorrow is an office Which the false man does easy. I’ll to England.
  • Malcolm and Donailbain fear they will either be accused of killing their father or else killed by their fathers murderer (one of the nobles wanting to be king) they fell to England and Ireland.
  • To Ireland, I. Our separated fortune Shall keep us both the safer. Where we are, There’s daggers in men’s smiles.
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