Anonymous asked in Arts & HumanitiesTheatre & Acting · 1 decade ago

What advice does Macbeth give to himself after being spooked by Banquo's ghost and feeling guilty?


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  • Paco
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    1 decade ago
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    There is a website called Open Source shakespeare which allows you to pull out one character's lines (along with their cue lines) . I have extracted Macbeth's lines starting from the entrance of Banquo's Ghost until the end of the scene.

    The lines are #88 through #104 of the total number of lines for Macbeth along with the preceding cue line.

    You should be able to see the answer to your question after Banquo's ghost disappears.


    88 III,4,1323

    Lennox. May't please your highness sit.

    [The GHOST OF BANQUO enters, and sits in]

    MACBETH's place]

    Macbeth. Here had we now our country's honour roof'd,

    Were the graced person of our Banquo present;

    Who may I rather challenge for unkindness

    Than pity for mischance!

    89 III,4,1330

    Ross. His absence, sir,

    Lays blame upon his promise. Please't your highness

    To grace us with your royal company.

    Macbeth. The table's full.

    90 III,4,1332

    Lennox. Here is a place reserved, sir.

    Macbeth. Where?

    91 III,4,1334

    Lennox. Here, my good lord. What is't that moves your highness?

    Macbeth. Which of you have done this?

    92 III,4,1336

    Lords. What, my good lord?

    Macbeth. Thou canst not say I did it: never shake

    Thy gory locks at me.

    93 III,4,1345

    Lady Macbeth. Sit, worthy friends: my lord is often thus,

    And hath been from his youth: pray you, keep seat;

    The fit is momentary; upon a thought

    He will again be well: if much you note him,

    You shall offend him and extend his passion:

    Feed, and regard him not. Are you a man?

    Macbeth. Ay, and a bold one, that dare look on that

    Which might appal the devil.

    94 III,4,1356

    Lady Macbeth. O proper stuff!

    This is the very painting of your fear:

    This is the air-drawn dagger which, you said,

    Led you to Duncan. O, these flaws and starts,

    Impostors to true fear, would well become

    A woman's story at a winter's fire,

    Authorized by her grandam. Shame itself!

    Why do you make such faces? When all's done,

    You look but on a stool.

    Macbeth. Prithee, see there! behold! look! lo!

    how say you?

    Why, what care I? If thou canst nod, speak too.

    If charnel-houses and our graves must send

    Those that we bury back, our monuments

    Shall be the maws of kites.

    95 III,4,1364

    Lady Macbeth. What, quite unmann'd in folly?

    Macbeth. If I stand here, I saw him.

    96 III,4,1366

    Lady Macbeth. Fie, for shame!

    Macbeth. Blood hath been shed ere now, i' the olden time,

    Ere human statute purged the gentle weal;

    Ay, and since too, murders have been perform'd

    Too terrible for the ear: the times have been,

    That, when the brains were out, the man would die,

    And there an end; but now they rise again,

    With twenty mortal murders on their crowns,

    And push us from our stools: this is more strange

    Than such a murder is.

    97 III,4,1377

    Lady Macbeth. My worthy lord,

    Your noble friends do lack you.

    Macbeth. I do forget.

    Do not muse at me, my most worthy friends,

    I have a strange infirmity, which is nothing

    To those that know me. Come, love and health to all;

    Then I'll sit down. Give me some wine; fill full.

    I drink to the general joy o' the whole table,

    And to our dear friend Banquo, whom we miss;

    Would he were here! to all, and him, we thirst,

    And all to all.

    98 III,4,1388

    (stage directions). [Re-enter GHOST OF BANQUO]

    Macbeth. Avaunt! and quit my sight! let the earth hide thee!

    Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold;

    Thou hast no speculation in those eyes

    Which thou dost glare with!

    99 III,4,1395

    Lady Macbeth. Think of this, good peers,

    But as a thing of custom: 'tis no other;

    Only it spoils the pleasure of the time.

    Macbeth. What man dare, I dare:

    Approach thou like the rugged Russian bear,

    The arm'd rhinoceros, or the Hyrcan tiger;

    Take any shape but that, and my firm nerves

    Shall never tremble: or be alive again,

    And dare me to the desert with thy sword;

    If trembling I inhabit then, protest me

    The baby of a girl. Hence, horrible shadow!

    Unreal mockery, hence!

    [GHOST OF BANQUO vanishes]

    Why, so: being gone,

    I am a man again. Pray you, sit still.

    100 III,4,1409

    Lady Macbeth. You have displaced the mirth, broke the good meeting,

    With most admired disorder.

    Macbeth. Can such things be,

    And overcome us like a summer's cloud,

    Without our special wonder? You make me strange

    Even to the disposition that I owe,

    When now I think you can behold such sights,

    And keep the natural ruby of your cheeks,

    When mine is blanched with fear.

    101 III,4,1425

    (stage directions). [Exeunt all but MACBETH and LADY MACBETH]

    Macbeth. It will have blood; they say, blood will have blood:

    Stones have been known to move and trees to speak;

    Augurs and understood relations have

    By magot-pies and choughs and rooks brought forth

    The secret'st man of blood. What is the night?

    102 III,4,1431

    Lady Macbeth. Almost at odds with morning, which is which.

    Macbeth. How say'st thou, that Macduff denies his person

    At our great bidding?

    103 III,4,1434

    Lady Macbeth. Did you send to him, sir?

    Macbeth. I hear it by the way; but I will send:

    There's not a one of them but in his house

    I keep a servant fee'd. I will to-morrow,

    And betimes I will, to the weird sisters:

    More shall they speak; for now I am bent to know,

    By the worst means, the worst. For mine own good,

    All causes shall give way: I am in blood

    Stepp'd in so far that, should I wade no more,

    Returning were as tedious as go o'er:

    Strange things I have in head, that will to hand;

    Which must be acted ere they may be scann'd.

    104 III,4,1446

    Lady Macbeth. You lack the season of all natures, sleep.

    Macbeth. Come, we'll to sleep. My strange and self-abuse

    Is the initiate fear that wants hard use:

    We are yet but young in deed.

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