Act i. Sc. 7.
But screw your courage to the sticking-place.
Act ii. Sc. 1.
Is this a dagger which I see before me,
The handle towards my hand?
Act ii. Sc. 1.
Thou sure and firm-set earth,
Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear
The very stones prate of my whereabout.
Act ii. Sc. 1.
For it is a knell
That summons thee to heaven or to hell!