Macbeth Soliliquy Act 1 Scene 7

If we are really going to do this business, we must do it fast.
If we are going to get away with killing Duncan,
It could be the be all and end all of our worries tonight.
As we stand at the edge of the River Styx, we still can be judged here in the real world.
If we kill him, then we teach people it’s ok to do violent things and it could bite us in the ass.
If we kill him, karma would come back and kill us in the end as we drink the poison from the cup.
I have two reasons not to kill him.
First, I am his family and under his command.
Also, I am his host. If someone is visiting me, no harm should come to him.
I should protect him from the crime I am about to commit against him at all costs.
Besides, Duncan is mild-tempered and he has done a good job as king, so that angels would play trumpets if he were to die because he has led such a virtuous life.
Pity, the news of Duncan’s death, like an innocent child or a winged angel will spread on invisible horses flying through the air telling this horrible deed to everyone everywhere.
People will cry so much it will look like a rainstorm on every face.
I don’t really want to do this deed. But my ambition wants me to.

Macbeth's Two Truths Told

Two of the things the witches told me so far have come true.
I’m on my way to becoming king.
This supernatural promise doesn’t seem bad. But it doesn’t feel right in my gut. If it was a bad promise, why am I now more powerful, with more success? Now, I am the Thane of Cawdor. If it was a good promise, why do I want to kill Duncan? Killing Duncan makes my hair stand on end and my heart beat fast inside my ribs. What is going on right now scares me less than what I’m imagining. Even though it is still just a fantasy, the thought of killing him shakes me to my core. I’m lost in thought, and the only thing that matters to me are things that don’t exist.
If it is my fate to become king, maybe I should just wait, and it will happen anyway, without me murdering Duncan.
No matter what comes my way, if it’s going to happen, it will happen.

Lady Macbeth’s Raven Soliloquy

The messenger has been running around too much. He is out of breath.
He announces that Duncan is coming into my castle, where he will meet his doom.
Come on, you spirits that help me think my murderous thoughts,
Make me less like a woman. Fill me from my head to my toes with the strength to be cruel and deadly. Thicken my blood. Don’t let me feel guilt for what I am about to do. Let no human compassion stop me from doing what I must. Come to my breasts and switch my mother’s milk for poison, you demons, wherever you are hiding, invisible and waiting to do evil. Thick night, come to me and cover the world in the evil smoke of hell so that I can’t see what I am about to slice open. Keep heaven from seeing what I am doing so it can’t say, "No! Stop the madness!"

Act 1 Scene 6 Macbeth Soliliquy

Duncan: Mmmmm. This is a great place. The air smells nice and appeals to my senses.
Banquo: This summer martin likes it too. He builds his house where the breezes are sweet. Nothing sticks out of these castle walls where there isn’t a bird roosting or nesting. They like to settle and mate right here, where the air is calm.
Duncan: Look, here she comes, Lady Macbeth, our lovely hostess. Sometimes all these loving subjects are a bother, but it’s nice to know they care. It’s inconvenient for you having me here and I thank you for your trouble.
Lady Macbeth: Everything we do, we would do over and over again, is nothing compared to what you provide for us. We will stay loyal to you for all the honours you have given us.
Duncan: Where is Macbeth? We followed him closely and had a reason to provide for him. But he is fast on his horse. But his love for you, sharp as a spur, helped him get here to you before us. Lovely lady, we will be your guest tonight.
Lady Macbeth: We will be your servants forever. Everything we have belongs to you, since you really own it, and we are happy to give back to one who gave us so much.
Duncan: Hold my hand. Take me to my host. We love him greatly and will continue. When you are ready, hostess.

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