Scene 1: I would not sleep merciful powers, Restrain... the cursèd thoughts I think not of them Is this a dagger handle toward my hand? let me clutch A dagger of the mind heat-oppressèd brain Thou marshellest me the way that I was going bloody business Nature seems dead Pale Hecate's offerings Hear not my steps A bell rings - Stage Direction knoll That summons thee to heaven or to hell Scene 2: An owl shrieks - Stage Direction fatal bellman Had he not resembled My father as he slept, I had done it This is a sorry sight A foolish thought, to say a sorry sight I could not say 'Amen' Consider it not so deeply Stuck in my throat 'Sleep no more: Macbeth does murder sleep' Infirm of purpose! Give me the daggers Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood Clean from my hand? A little water clears us from this deed Lots of [knocks] Scene 3: if a man were a porter of hell-gate Knock, knock knock (many times) here's an equivocator... who committed treason enough this place is too cold for hell let in some of all professions that go... to the everlasting bonfire Our chimneys were blown down the earth Was feverous and did shake Most sacrilegious murder Lord's anointed temple destroy your sight With a new gorgon great doom's image repetition in a woman's ear Would murder as it fell hands and faces were all badged with blood I do repent me of my fury violent love Outran... reason silver skin laced with his golden blood Help me hence, ho most bloody piece of work In the great hand of God I stand... Against... treasonous malice put only manly readiness Scene 4: Tis unnatural A falcon towering in her pride of place... by a mousing owl hawked at and killed Duncan's horses... turned wild in nature Lest our old robes sit easier than our new make good of bad, and friends of foes