Speeches (Lines) for Lennox in "The Tragedy of Macbeth"

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# Act / Scene Speech text
1 I / 2
  • What a haste looks through his eyes! So should he look
    That seems to speak t...
  • What a haste looks through his eyes! So should he look
    That seems to speak things strange.
  • Malcolm. The worthy thane of Ross.

    Lennox. What a haste looks through his eyes! So should he look
    That seems to speak things strange.

2 II / 3
  • Good morrow, noble sir.
  • Good morrow, noble sir.
  • Macduff. Is thy master stirring?
    [Enter MACBETH]
    Our knocking has awaked him; here he comes.

    Lennox. Good morrow, noble sir.

3 II / 3
  • Goes the king hence to-day?
  • Goes the king hence to-day?
  • Macduff. I'll make so bold to call,
    For 'tis my limited service.

    Lennox. Goes the king hence to-day?

4 II / 3
  • The night has been unruly: where we lay,
    Our chimneys were blown down; and,...
  • The night has been unruly: where we lay,
    Our chimneys were blown down; and, as they say,
    Lamentings heard i' the air; strange screams of death,
    And prophesying with accents terrible
    Of dire combustion and confused events
    New hatch'd to the woeful time: the obscure bird
    Clamour'd the livelong night: some say, the earth
    Was feverous and did shake.
  • Macbeth. He does: he did appoint so.

    Lennox. The night has been unruly: where we lay,
    Our chimneys were blown down; and, as they say,
    Lamentings heard i' the air; strange screams of death,
    And prophesying with accents terrible
    Of dire combustion and confused events
    New hatch'd to the woeful time: the obscure bird
    Clamour'd the livelong night: some say, the earth
    Was feverous and did shake.

5 II / 3
  • My young remembrance cannot parallel
    A fellow to it.
  • My young remembrance cannot parallel
    A fellow to it.
  • Macbeth. 'Twas a rough night.

    Lennox. My young remembrance cannot parallel
    A fellow to it.

6 II / 3
  • Mean you his majesty?
  • Mean you his majesty?
  • Macbeth. What is 't you say? the life?

    Lennox. Mean you his majesty?

7 II / 3
  • Those of his chamber, as it seem'd, had done 't:
    Their hands and faces were...
  • Those of his chamber, as it seem'd, had done 't:
    Their hands and faces were an badged with blood;
    So were their daggers, which unwiped we found
    Upon their pillows:
    They stared, and were distracted; no man's life
    Was to be trusted with them.
  • Malcolm. O, by whom?

    Lennox. Those of his chamber, as it seem'd, had done 't:
    Their hands and faces were an badged with blood;
    So were their daggers, which unwiped we found
    Upon their pillows:
    They stared, and were distracted; no man's life
    Was to be trusted with them.

8 III / 4
  • May't please your highness sit.
    [The GHOST OF BANQUO enters, and sits in]
  • May't please your highness sit.
    [The GHOST OF BANQUO enters, and sits in]
    MACBETH's place]
  • Macbeth. Sweet remembrancer!
    Now, good digestion wait on appetite,
    And health on both!

    Lennox. May't please your highness sit.
    [The GHOST OF BANQUO enters, and sits in]
    MACBETH's place]

9 III / 4
  • Here is a place reserved, sir.
  • Here is a place reserved, sir.
  • Macbeth. The table's full.

    Lennox. Here is a place reserved, sir.

10 III / 4
  • Here, my good lord. What is't that moves your highness?
  • Here, my good lord. What is't that moves your highness?
  • Macbeth. Where?

    Lennox. Here, my good lord. What is't that moves your highness?

11 III / 4
  • Good night; and better health
    Attend his majesty!
  • Good night; and better health
    Attend his majesty!
  • Lady Macbeth. I pray you, speak not; he grows worse and worse;
    Question enrages him. At once, good night:
    Stand not upon the order of your going,
    But go at once.

    Lennox. Good night; and better health
    Attend his majesty!

12 III / 6
  • My former speeches have but hit your thoughts,
    Which can interpret further:...
  • My former speeches have but hit your thoughts,
    Which can interpret further: only, I say,
    Things have been strangely borne. The
    gracious Duncan
    Was pitied of Macbeth: marry, he was dead:
    And the right-valiant Banquo walk'd too late;
    Whom, you may say, if't please you, Fleance kill'd,
    For Fleance fled: men must not walk too late.
    Who cannot want the thought how monstrous
    It was for Malcolm and for Donalbain
    To kill their gracious father? damned fact!
    How it did grieve Macbeth! did he not straight
    In pious rage the two delinquents tear,
    That were the slaves of drink and thralls of sleep?
    Was not that nobly done? Ay, and wisely too;
    For 'twould have anger'd any heart alive
    To hear the men deny't. So that, I say,
    He has borne all things well: and I do think
    That had he Duncan's sons under his key--
    As, an't please heaven, he shall not--they
    should find
    What 'twere to kill a father; so should Fleance.
    But, peace! for from broad words and 'cause he fail'd
    His presence at the tyrant's feast, I hear
    Macduff lives in disgrace: sir, can you tell
    Where he bestows himself?
  • First Witch. Come, let's make haste; she'll soon be back again.

    Lennox. My former speeches have but hit your thoughts,
    Which can interpret further: only, I say,
    Things have been strangely borne. The
    gracious Duncan
    Was pitied of Macbeth: marry, he was dead:
    And the right-valiant Banquo walk'd too late;
    Whom, you may say, if't please you, Fleance kill'd,
    For Fleance fled: men must not walk too late.
    Who cannot want the thought how monstrous
    It was for Malcolm and for Donalbain
    To kill their gracious father? damned fact!
    How it did grieve Macbeth! did he not straight
    In pious rage the two delinquents tear,
    That were the slaves of drink and thralls of sleep?
    Was not that nobly done? Ay, and wisely too;
    For 'twould have anger'd any heart alive
    To hear the men deny't. So that, I say,
    He has borne all things well: and I do think
    That had he Duncan's sons under his key--
    As, an't please heaven, he shall not--they
    should find
    What 'twere to kill a father; so should Fleance.
    But, peace! for from broad words and 'cause he fail'd
    His presence at the tyrant's feast, I hear
    Macduff lives in disgrace: sir, can you tell
    Where he bestows himself?

13 III / 6
  • Sent he to Macduff?
  • Sent he to Macduff?
  • Lord. The son of Duncan,
    From whom this tyrant holds the due of birth
    Lives in the English court, and is received
    Of the most pious Edward with such grace
    That the malevolence of fortune nothing
    Takes from his high respect: thither Macduff
    Is gone to pray the holy king, upon his aid
    To wake Northumberland and warlike Siward:
    That, by the help of these--with Him above
    To ratify the work--we may again
    Give to our tables meat, sleep to our nights,
    Free from our feasts and banquets bloody knives,
    Do faithful homage and receive free honours:
    All which we pine for now: and this report
    Hath so exasperate the king that he
    Prepares for some attempt of war.

    Lennox. Sent he to Macduff?

14 III / 6
  • And that well might
    Advise him to a caution, to hold what distance
    His w...
  • And that well might
    Advise him to a caution, to hold what distance
    His wisdom can provide. Some holy angel
    Fly to the court of England and unfold
    His message ere he come, that a swift blessing
    May soon return to this our suffering country
    Under a hand accursed!
  • Lord. He did: and with an absolute 'Sir, not I,'
    The cloudy messenger turns me his back,
    And hums, as who should say 'You'll rue the time
    That clogs me with this answer.'

    Lennox. And that well might
    Advise him to a caution, to hold what distance
    His wisdom can provide. Some holy angel
    Fly to the court of England and unfold
    His message ere he come, that a swift blessing
    May soon return to this our suffering country
    Under a hand accursed!

15 IV / 1
  • What's your grace's will?
  • What's your grace's will?
  • Macbeth. Where are they? Gone? Let this pernicious hour
    Stand aye accursed in the calendar!
    Come in, without there!

    Lennox. What's your grace's will?

16 IV / 1
  • No, my lord.
  • No, my lord.
  • Macbeth. Saw you the weird sisters?

    Lennox. No, my lord.

17 IV / 1
  • No, indeed, my lord.
  • No, indeed, my lord.
  • Macbeth. Came they not by you?

    Lennox. No, indeed, my lord.

18 IV / 1
  • 'Tis two or three, my lord, that bring you word
    Macduff is fled to England.
  • 'Tis two or three, my lord, that bring you word
    Macduff is fled to England.
  • Macbeth. Infected be the air whereon they ride;
    And damn'd all those that trust them! I did hear
    The galloping of horse: who was't came by?

    Lennox. 'Tis two or three, my lord, that bring you word
    Macduff is fled to England.

19 IV / 1
  • Ay, my good lord.
  • Ay, my good lord.
  • Macbeth. Fled to England!

    Lennox. Ay, my good lord.

20 V / 2
  • For certain, sir, he is not: I have a file
    Of all the gentry: there is Siwar...
  • For certain, sir, he is not: I have a file
    Of all the gentry: there is Siward's son,
    And many unrough youths that even now
    Protest their first of manhood.
  • Caithness. Who knows if Donalbain be with his brother?

    Lennox. For certain, sir, he is not: I have a file
    Of all the gentry: there is Siward's son,
    And many unrough youths that even now
    Protest their first of manhood.

21 V / 2
  • Or so much as it needs,
    To dew the sovereign flower and drown the weeds.
  • Or so much as it needs,
    To dew the sovereign flower and drown the weeds.
    Make we our march towards Birnam.
  • Caithness. Well, march we on,
    To give obedience where 'tis truly owed:
    Meet we the medicine of the sickly weal,
    And with him pour we in our country's purge
    Each drop of us.

    Lennox. Or so much as it needs,
    To dew the sovereign flower and drown the weeds.
    Make we our march towards Birnam.

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