Macbeth is not the only one with fierce monologues. Lady Macbeth, too, has some great lines in the play, Macbeth. In this scene, Macbeth tells his wife he met three witches who has told him that he will be King of Scotland. Lady Macbeth thinks that, for the future to happen, they need to murder King Duncan. Lady Macbeth calls on evil spirits to grant her “cruelty” so that they could fulfill the deed.
And Fill Me… of Direst Cruelty
Act 1. Scene 5.
The raven himself is hoarse
That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan
Under my battlements. Come, you spirits
That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here,
And fill me from the crown to the toe top-full
Of direst cruelty. Make thick my blood.
Stop up the access and passage to remorse,
That no compunctious visitings of nature
Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between
The effect and it! Come to my woman’s breasts,
And take my milk for gall, you murd’ring ministers,
Wherever in your sightless substances
You wait on nature’s mischief. Come, thick night,
And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell,
That my keen knife see not the wound it makes,
Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark
To cry “Hold, hold!”