Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I see thee yet…

But we'll take tomorrow.

Who was it that thus cried?

And you shall put this night's great business into my dispatch.

Tongue nor heart cannot conceive nor name thee.

The devil damn thee black, thou cream-faced loon!

in a place from whence himself does fly?

nor must be known no less to have done so,

Tell me, if your art can tell so much.

I must become a borrower of the night for a dark hour or twain.

He was a gentleman on whom I built an absolute trust.

[witch 2] Thrice to thine and thrice to mine.

Those of his chamber, as it seemed, had done it.

[witch 2] When the hurly-burly's done.

Good God, betimes remove the means that makes us strangers.

You make me strange even to the disposition that I owe,

-[younger thane] Your Majesty? -…clamored the livelong night.

Alas, the day. What good could they pretend?

Resolve yourselves apart.

Others that lesser hate him do call it valiant fury.

-[thunder rumbles] -Are you a man?

Hath he asked for me?

Well, let's away, and say how much is done.

but signs of nobleness, like stars, shall shine on all deservers.

Your children shall be kings.

the hearing of my wife with your approach, so humbly take my leave.

O worthiest cousin.

Out, out, brief candle.

Who can impress the forest, bid the tree unfix his earthbound root?

The air nimbly and sweetly recommends itself unto our gentle senses.

[marching stops]

Men must not walk too late. I hear Macduff lives in disgrace.

But for your husband, he is noble, wise, judicious,

Skirr the country round. Hang those that talk of fear.

These deeds must not be thought after these ways.

[footsteps approaching]

Revenges burn in them.

"Macbeth shall sleep no more."

Thou sure and firm-set earth, hear not my steps, which way they walk,

implored Your Highness's pardon and set forth a deep repentance.

When the battle's lost and won.

Faith, sir, we were carousing till the second cock.

This castle hath a pleasant seat.

Who's there, in the name of Beelzebub? [chuckles]

It persuades him, disheartens him, makes him stand to, and not stand to.

Give sorrow words.

Which honor must not unaccompanied invest him only,

Tonight we hold a solemn supper, sir. And I'll request your presence.

My children too?

came missives from the king, who all-hailed me 'Thane of Cawdor,'

or heaven's cherubim, horsed upon the sightless couriers of the air,

-[waves crashing] -[thudding]

And be all traitors that do so?

But treasons capital, confessed and proved…

This have I thought good to deliver thee, my dearest partner of greatness,

Threescore and ten I can remember well,

Though Birnam Wood be come to Dunsinane and thou opposed,

Come in, tailor. Here you may roast your goose.

[horse whinnies]

"Thus did Banquo."

let me enfold thee and hold thee to my heart.

No more the Thane of Cawdor shall deceive our bosom interest.

Their candles are all out.

There, the murderers, steeped in the colors of their trade,

Awake! Awake! Ring the alarum bell!

[witch 2] 'Tis time.

Macbeth shall never vanquished be

Time, thou anticipat'st my dread exploits.

They do, my lord.

The sleeping and the dead are but as pictures.

And, for an earnest of a greater honor,