Monologue

Hecate Monologue from Macbeth

From Macbeth by William Shakespeare

female · dark · 2:05 min

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Have I not reason, beldams as you are, Saucy and overbold? How did you dare To trade and traffic with Macbeth In riddles and affairs of death; And I, the mistress of your charms, The close contriver of all harms, Was never call’d to bear my part, Or show the glory of our art? And, which is worse, all you have done Hath been but for a wayward son, Spiteful and wrathful; who, as others do, Loves for his own ends, not for you. But make amends now: get you gone, And at the pit of Acheron Meet me i’ th’ morning: thither he Will come to know his destiny. Your vessels and your spells provide, Your charms, and everything beside. I am for th’ air; this night I’ll spend Unto a dismal and a fatal end. Great business must be wrought ere noon. Upon the corner of the moon There hangs a vap’rous drop profound; I’ll catch it ere it come to ground: And that, distill’d by magic sleights, Shall raise such artificial sprites, As, by the strength of their illusion, Shall draw him on to his confusion. He shall spurn fate, scorn death, and bear His hopes ’bove wisdom, grace, and fear. And you all know, security Is mortals’ chiefest enemy. (Music and song within, “Come away, come away” &c.) Hark! I am call’d; my little spirit, see, Sits in a foggy cloud and stays for me. (Exit.)

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Hecate confronts the witches for their disobedience and plots to manipulate Macbeth's fate, revealing her anger and desire for control over the situation.

40s · anger · power · fate · betrayal · ambition

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