| brandished | …[Brave] Macbeth… with his ___ steel… carved out his passage… |
| sieve | Her husband’s to Aleppo gone, master o’ th’ Tiger;But in a ___ I’ll thither sail,And like a rat without a tail,I’ll do, I’ll do, I’ll do. |
| liege | My ___,They are not yet come back. |
| harbinger | The rest is labour, which is not used for you:I’ll be myself the ___ and make joyfulThe hearing of my wife with your approach;So humbly take my leave. |
| missives | Whiles I stood rapt inthe wonder of it, came ___ from the king, whoall-hailed me ‘Thane of Cawdor;’ by which title,before, these weird sisters saluted me, and referredme to the coming on of time, with ‘Hail, king thatshalt be!’ |
| chastise | Hie thee hither,That I may pour my spirits in thine ear;And ___ with the valour of my tongueAll that impedes thee from the golden round,Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seemTo have thee crown’d withal. |
| impedes | Hie thee hither,That I may pour my spirits in thine ear;And chastise with the valour of my tongueAll that ___ thee from the golden round,Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seemTo have thee crown’d withal. |
| metaphysical | Hie thee hither,That I may pour my spirits in thine ear;And chastise with the valour of my tongueAll that impedes thee from the golden round,Which fate and ___ aid doth seemTo have thee crown’d withal. |
| esteem | Wouldst thou have thatWhich thou esteem’st the ornament of life,And live a coward in thine own ___,Letting ‘I dare not’ wait upon ‘I would,’Like the poor cat i’ the adage? |
| quell | What not put uponHis spongy officers, who shall bear the guiltOf our great ___? |
| mettle | Bring forth men-children only;For thy undaunted ___ should composeNothing but males |
| repose | Good ___ the while! |
| knell | Hear it not, Duncan; for it is a ___That summons thee to heaven or to hell. |
| surfeited | The doors are open; and the ___ groomsDo mock their charge with snores. |
| multitudinous | No, this my hand will ratherThe ___ seas incarnadine,Making the green one red. |
| incarnadine | No, this my hand will ratherThe multitudinous seas ___,Making the green one red. |
| equivocate | Faith, here’s an equivocator, that couldswear in both the scales against either scale;who committed treason enough for God’s sake,yet could not ___to heaven: O, comein, equivocator. |
| lamentings | Where we lay,Our chimneys were blown down; and, as they say,___ heard i’ the air; strange screams of death,And prophesying with accents terribleOf dire combustion and confused eventsNew hatch’d to the woeful time. |
| sacrilegious | Most ___ murder hath broke opeThe Lord’s anointed temple, and stole thenceThe life o’ the building! |
| counterfeit | Shake off this downy sleep, death’s ___,And look on death itself! |
Macbeth Vocab (sentences)
October 1, 2019