Macbeth Quotes

Front 1

F I F, A F I F,

Back 1

Fair is foul, and foul is fair,

Hint 1

I.i.12

Front 2

F B M - W H D T N - /

D F, W H B S, /

W S W B E, /

L V M C O H P

Back 2

For brave Macbeth - well he deserves that name - / Disdaining Fortune, with his brandish'd steel, / Which smok'd with bloody execution, / Like Valour's minion carved out his passage

Hint 2

I.ii.16-19

Front 3

W D Y S A S T F /

T T D S S F?

Back 3

Why do you start and seem to fear / Things that do sound so fair?

Hint 3

I.iii.49/50

Front 4

O, T W U T O H, /

T I O D T U T;

Back 4

Oftentimes, to win us to our harm, / The instruments of darkness tell us truths;

Hint 4

I.iii.123/4

Front 5

M T, W M Y I B F, /

S S M S S O M

Back 5

My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical, / Shakes so my single state of man

Hint 5

I.iii.148/9

Front 6

S, H Y F, /

L N L S M B A D D,

Back 6

Stars, hide your fires, / Let not light see my black and deep desires,

Hint 6

I.iv.50/1

Front 7

C, T N, /

A P T I T D S O H, /

T M K K S N T W I M, /

N H P T T B O T D, /

T C, 'H, H.'

Back 7

Come, thick night, / And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, / That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, / Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, / To cry, 'Hold, hold.'

Hint 7

I.v.49-54

Front 8

I H N S /

T P T S O M I, B O /

V A W O I

Back 8

I have no spur / To prick the sides of my intent, but only / Vaulting ambition which o'erleaps itself

Hint 8

I.vii.25-27

Front 9

I H G S A K /

H T T T L T B T M M: /

I W, W I W S I M F, /

H P M N F H B G /

A D T B O,

Back 9

I have given suck and know / How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me: / I would, while it was smiling in my face, / Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums / And dash'd the brains out,

Hint 9

I.vii.54-58

Front 10

A T N, F V, S /

T F A T S? O A T B /

A D O T M, A F C, /

P F T H-O B?

Back 10

Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible / To feeling as to sight? Or art thou but / A dagger of the mind, a false creation, / Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?

Hint 10

II.i.36-9

Front 11

'G H M S', A T C /

S S N M: M S S N M.

Back 11

'Glamis hath murder'd sleep', and therefore Cawdor / Shall sleep no more: Macbeth shall sleep no more.

Hint 11

II.ii.45/6

Front 12

M H W R /

T M S I,

Back 12

My hands will rather / The multitudinous seas incarnadine,

Hint 12

II.ii.64/5

Front 13

O H, H, H, /

T N H C C, N N T.

Back 13

Oh horror, horror, horror, / Tongue nor heart cannot conceive, nor name thee.

Hint 13

II.iii.59/60

Front 14

'T S, T E E O.

Back 14

'Tis said, they eat each other.

Hint 14

II.iv.18

Front 15

E W W E O M I F, A S /

I T A O T T D /

T S U N.

Back 15

Ere we will eat our meals in fear, and sleep / In the affliction of these terrible dreams / That shake us nightly.

Hint 15

III.ii.17-19

Front 16

C, S N, /

S U T T E O P D /

A W T B A I H /

C A T T P T G B /

W K M P.

Back 16

Come, seeling night, / Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day / And with thy bloody and invisible hand / Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond / Which keeps me pale.

Hint 16

III.ii.46-50

Front 17

T, A T, A T /

C I T P P F D T D /

T T L S O R T; /

A A O Y H L F /

T W T D D. O, O, B C, /

L B A W S, A P P /

T S A F H H U T S /

A T I H N M. I I A T /

T B A I, F O S A F /

S N.

Back 17

Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow / Creeps in this petty pace from day to day / To the last syllable of recorded time; / And all our yesterdays have lighted fools / The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle / Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player / That struts and frets his hour upon the stage / And then is heard no more. It is a tale / Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury / Signifying nothing.

Hint 17

V.v.18-27