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Quote
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Character
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Act/Scene
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“When shall we three meet again? / In thunder, lightning, or in rain?”
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The Witches
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Act 1, Scene 1
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“When the hurly-burly’s done, / When the battle’s lost and won.”
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The Witches
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Act 1, Scene 1
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“Fair is foul, and foul is fair; / Hover through the fog and filthy air.”
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The Witches
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Act 1, Scene 1
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“The Weird Sisters, hand in hand, / Posters of the sea and land, / Thus do go about, about”
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The Witches
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Act 1, Scene 3
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“So foul and fair a day I have not seen.”
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Macbeth
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Act 1, Scene 3
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“That look not like th’ inhabitants o’ th’ Earth / And yet are on ’t? Live you? Or are you aught / That man may question?”
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Banquo
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Act 1, Scene 3
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“Are you fantastical, or that indeed / Which outwardly you show?”
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Banquo
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Act 1, Scene 3
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“Say from whence / You owe this strange intelligence or why / Upon this blasted heath you stop our way / With such prophetic greeting.”
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Macbeth
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Act 1, Scene 3
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“The earth has bubbles, and the water has, / And these are of them. Whither are they vanished?
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Banquo
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Act 1, Scene 3
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“A dagger of the mind, a false creation / Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain? / I see thee yet, in form as palpable / As this which now I draw.”
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Macbeth
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Act 2, Scene 1
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“There’s comfort yet; they are assailable [...] ere to black Hecate’s summons [...] there shall be done / A deed of dreadful note.”
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Macbeth
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Act 3, Scene 2
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“Have I not reason, beldams as you are? / Saucy and overbold, how did you dare / To trade and traffic with Macbeth / In riddles and affairs of death”
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Hecate
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Act 3, Scene 5
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“And which is worse, all you have done / Hath been but for a wayward son, / Spiteful and wrathful, who, as others do, / Loves for his own ends, not for you.”
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Hecate
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Act 3, Scene 5
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“Double, double toil and trouble; / Fire burn, and cauldron bubble”
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The Witches
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Act 4, Scene 1
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“Show his eyes and grieve his heart. / Come like shadows; so depart.”
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The Witches
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Act 4, Scene 1
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"Thou art too like the spirit of Banquo. Down! / Thy crown does sear mine eyeballs. And thy hair, / Thou other gold-bound brow, is like the first. / A third is like the former. Filthy hags, / Why do you show me this?”
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Macbeth
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Act 4, Scene 1
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“Infected be the air whereon they ride, / And damned all those that trust them!”
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Macbeth
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Act 4, Scene 1
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