Speeches (Lines) for Gentlewoman
in "Macbeth"

Total: 11

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1

V,1,2130

Doctor. I have two nights watched with you, but can perceive
no truth in your report. When was it she last walked?

Gentlewoman. Since his majesty went into the field, I have seen
her rise from her bed, throw her night-gown upon
her, unlock her closet, take forth paper, fold it,
write upon't, read it, afterwards seal it, and again
return to bed; yet all this while in a most fast sleep.


2

V,1,2140

Doctor. A great perturbation in nature, to receive at once
the benefit of sleep, and do the effects of
watching! In this slumbery agitation, besides her
walking and other actual performances, what, at any
time, have you heard her say?

Gentlewoman. That, sir, which I will not report after her.


3

V,1,2142

Doctor. You may to me: and 'tis most meet you should.

Gentlewoman. Neither to you nor any one; having no witness to
confirm my speech.
[Enter LADY MACBETH, with a taper]
Lo you, here she comes! This is her very guise;
and, upon my life, fast asleep. Observe her; stand close.


4

V,1,2148

Doctor. How came she by that light?

Gentlewoman. Why, it stood by her: she has light by her
continually; 'tis her command.


5

V,1,2151

Doctor. You see, her eyes are open.

Gentlewoman. Ay, but their sense is shut.


6

V,1,2153

Doctor. What is it she does now? Look, how she rubs her hands.

Gentlewoman. It is an accustomed action with her, to seem thus
washing her hands: I have known her continue in
this a quarter of an hour.


7

V,1,2171

Doctor. Go to, go to; you have known what you should not.

Gentlewoman. She has spoke what she should not, I am sure of
that: heaven knows what she has known.


8

V,1,2177

Doctor. What a sigh is there! The heart is sorely charged.

Gentlewoman. I would not have such a heart in my bosom for the
dignity of the whole body.


9

V,1,2180

Doctor. Well, well, well,—

Gentlewoman. Pray God it be, sir.


10

V,1,2193

Doctor. Will she go now to bed?

Gentlewoman. Directly.


11

V,1,2203

Doctor. Foul whisperings are abroad: unnatural deeds
Do breed unnatural troubles: infected minds
To their deaf pillows will discharge their secrets:
More needs she the divine than the physician.
God, God forgive us all! Look after her;
Remove from her the means of all annoyance,
And still keep eyes upon her. So, good night:
My mind she has mated, and amazed my sight.
I think, but dare not speak.

Gentlewoman. Good night, good doctor.


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