Macbeth Monologue

From Macbeth by William Shakespeare

male · dark · 1:06 min

So shall I, love; and so, I pray, be you. Let your remembrance apply to Banquo; Present him eminence, both with eye and tongue: Unsafe the while, that we Must lave our honours in these flattering streams, And make our faces vizards to our hearts, Disguising what they are. (LADY MACBETH: You must leave this.) O, full of scorpions is my mind, dear wife! Thou know’st that Banquo, and his Fleance, lives. (LADY MACBETH: But in them nature’s copy’s not eterne.) There’s comfort yet; they are assailable. Then be thou jocund. Ere the bat hath flown His cloister’d flight, ere to black Hecate’s summons The shard-born beetle, with his drowsy hums, Hath rung night’s yawning peal, there shall be done A deed of dreadful note.

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