ACT+IV+QUOTATIONS

ACT IV QUOTATIONS

-Be bloody, bord, and resolute; laugh to scorn the power of man, for none of women born shall harm Macbeth.

-Where sighs, and groans, and shrieks that rent the air, are made not market; where violent sorrow seems a modern ecstasy: the dead mans knell is there scarce ask for who: and good mens lives expire before the flowers in their caps, dying or e'er they sicken.

-Angels are bright still, though the brightest fell; though all things foul would wear the brows of grace, yet grace must still look so.

-Give sorrow words: the grief that does not speak whispers the o'er frought heart, and bids it break Malcolm.

-I'll charm the air to give a sound, while you perform your antic round.

Stinson Thompson