"Macbeth"

Act IV, Sc. III
Stands Scotland where it did?

Act V, Sc. I
Out, damned spot! out, I say!

Act I, Sc. III
Nothing is
But what is not.

Act V, Sc. V
I gin to be aweary of the sun.

Act I, Sc. VII
Memory, the warder of the brain.

Act II, Sc. III
There 's daggers in men's smiles.

Act II, Sc. I
Shut up
In measureless content.

Act III, Sc. II
In them Nature's copy 's not eterne.

Act II, Sc. I
Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going.

Act II, Sc. II
The attempt and not the deed
Confounds us.

Act III, Sc. IV
I drink to the general joy o' the whole table.

Act IV, Sc. I
How now, you secret, black, and midnight hags!

Act I, Sc. III
The insane root
That takes the reason prisoner.

Act II, Sc. III
Tongue nor heart
Cannot conceive nor name thee!

Act IV, Sc. III
Angels are bright still, though the brightest fell.

Act IV, Sc. I
What, will the line stretch out to the crack of doom?

Act I, Sc. III
If chance will have me king, why, chance may crown me.

Act II, Sc. II
'T is the eye of childhood
That fears a painted devil.

Act I, Sc. VII
I have bought
Golden opinions from all sorts of people.

Act III, Sc. IV
Stand not upon the order of your going,
But go at once.

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