Scene 1: I fear Thou played'st most foully for it But hush, no more bloody cousins Ride you this afternoon? Is it far you ride? To be thus is nothing But to be safely thus Our fears in Banquo Stick deep royalty of nature My genius is rebuked fruitless crown barren scepter in my gripe the gracious Duncan I have murdered Are you so gospelled If it find heaven, must find it out tonight Scene 2: Nought's had, all's spent We have scorched the snake, not killed it full of scorpions is my mind, dear wife! deed of dreadful note Be innocent of the knowledge, dearest chuck the crow makes wing to the rooky wood Scene 3: The west yet glimmers with some streaks of day Give us a light there A light, a light! It will be rain tonight [strikes out the light] Who did strike out the light? Scene 4: ditch twenty trenched gashes on his head grown serpent worm that's fled... will venom breed never shake Thy gory locks at me! Are you a man? Shame itself! twenty mortal muders on their crowns I have a strange infirmity Take any shape but that blanched with fear blood will have blood Stones have been known to move and trees to speak maggot-pies, and choughs, and rooks in blood Stepped in so far that should I wade no more Strange things... must be acted ere they may be scanned You lack the season of all natures, sleep Scene 5: Loves for his own ends draw him on to his confusion Scene 6: strangely borne pitied of Macbeth monstrous grieve Macbeth! In pious rage the two delinquents tear Was not that nobly done? Duncan's sons under his key From whom this tyrant holds the due of birth sleep to our nights