Why, by the
verities on thee made good,
May they not be my oracles as well,
And set me up in hope?
May they not be my oracles as well,
And set me up in hope?
WORD LISTS"Macbeth" Vocabulary from Act IIIOctober 22, 2012
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verity
Why, by the
verities on thee made good,
May they not be my oracles as well, And set me up in hope?
unbecoming
If he had been forgotten,
It had been as a gap in our great feast, And all-thing unbecoming.
grave
We should have else desired your good advice,
Which still hath been both grave and prosperous, In this day's council.
swift
I wish your horses
swift and sure of foot;
dauntless
To that
dauntless temper of his mind,
He hath a wisdom that doth guide his valour To act in safety.
issue
Upon my head they placed a fruitless crown,
And put a barren sceptre in my gripe, Thence to be wrench'd with an unlineal hand, No son of mine succeeding. If 't be so, For Banquo's issue have I filed my mind
fate
Rather than so, come
fate into the list.
And champion me to the utterance!
fortune
Know that it was he in the times past which held you
So under fortune, which you thought had been Our innocent self.
perfect
I will put that business in your bosoms,
Whose execution takes your enemy off, Grapples you to the heart and love of us, Who wear our health but sickly in his life, Which in his death were perfect.
barefaced
Though I could
With barefaced power sweep him from my sight And bid my will avouch it, yet I must not, For certain friends that are both his and mine, Whose loves I may not drop, but wail his fall Who I myself struck down
scotch
We have scotch'd the snake, not kill'd it:
malice
She'll close and be herself, whilst our poor
malice
Remains in danger of her former tooth.
jocund
There's comfort yet; they are assailable;
Then be thou jocund.
cloister
Ere the bat hath flown
His cloister'd flight, ere to black Hecate's summons The shard-borne beetle with his drowsy hums Hath rung night's yawning peal, there shall be done A deed of dreadful note.
drowsy
Ere the bat hath flown
His cloister'd flight, ere to black Hecate's summons The shard-borne beetle with his drowsy hums Hath rung night's yawning peal, there shall be done A deed of dreadful note.
timely
Now spurs the lated traveller apace
To gain the timely inn.
mirth
See, they encounter thee with their hearts' thanks.
Both sides are even: here I'll sit i' the midst: Be large in mirth; anon we'll drink a measure The table round.
nonpareil
Thou art the best o' the cut-throats: yet he's good
That did the like for Fleance: if thou didst it, Thou art the nonpareil.
gash
Ay, my good lord: safe in a ditch he bides,
With twenty trenched gashes on his head; The least a death to nature.
health
Now, good digestion wait on appetite,
And health on both!
mischance
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!
gory
Thou canst not say I did it: never shake
Thy gory locks at me.
purge
Blood hath been shed ere now, i' the olden time,
Ere human statute purged the gentle weal
mockery
Hence, horrible shadow!
Unreal mockery, hence!
augur
Augurs and understood relations have
By magot-pies and choughs and rooks brought forth The secret'st man of blood.
riddle
How did you dare
To trade and traffic with Macbeth In riddles and affairs of death
wayward
Which is worse, all you have done
Hath been but for a wayward son,a Spiteful and wrathful, who, as others do, Loves for his own ends, not for you.
sleight
That distill'd by magic
sleights
Shall raise such artificial sprites As by the strength of their illusion Shall draw him on to his confusion
tyrant
But, peace! for from broad words and 'cause he fail'd
His presence at the tyrant's feast, I hear Macduff lives in disgrace: |
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