User:Jake Mokris

First Witch When shall we three meet again In thunder, lightning, or in rain?

LADY MACBETH O, never Shall sun that morrow see! Your face, my thane, is as a book where men May read strange matters.

MACBETH Who can be wise, amazed, temperate and furious, Loyal and neutral, in a moment?

MACBETH How now, you secret, black, and midnight hags! What is't you do? ALL A deed without a name.

MACBETH Thou comest to use thy tongue; thy story quickly. Messenger Gracious my lord, I should report that which I say I saw, But know not how to do it.