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by William Shakespeare
(McDougall Littell version from my AP Lit class, with notes on the even-numbered pages)

p.6 hurlyburly: turmoil; uproar      anon: immediately

p.14 Aroint thee: Go away

p.43 Lady Macbeth. What beast wasn't then
That you break this enterprise to me? And when you durst do it then you were a man:
And to be more than what you were, you would
Be so much more the man. Nor time no place
Did then adhere, and yet you would make both.
They have made themselves, and that their fitness now
Does unmake you. 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 plucked my nipple from his boneless gums
And dashed his brains out, had I sworn as you
Have done to this.

p.44 "But screw your courage to the sticking place": When each string of a guitar or lute is tightened to the peg (sticking place), the instrument is ready to be played.

chamberlains: servants, attendants
wassail: carouse, party

p.159 Angus. Now does he feel
His secret murders sticking on his hands.
Now minutely revolts upbraid his faith-breach.
Those he commands move only in command,
Nothing in love. Now does he feel his title
Hang loose about him, like a giant's robe
Upon a dwarfish thief.

p.171 Macbeth. 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.

p.181 Macbeth. Lay on, Macduff,
And damned be him that first cries "Hold, enough!"

NAMES: Duncan, Malcolm, Donalbain, Macbeth, Banquo, Macduff, Lennox, Ross, Manteith, Angus, Caithness, Fleance, Siward, Seyton, Hecate, Graymalkin, Paddock, Sweno, Colme, Cawdor, Sinel, Birnham, Birnan, Dunsinane