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Lady Macbeth's soliloquy
Glamis thou art, and Cawdor, and shalt be
What thou art promised; yet do I fear thy nature,
(Matter-of-factly but slowing at the end and narrowing eyes.)
Glamis thou art, and Cawdor, and shalt be
What thou art promised; yet do I fear thy nature,
(Teeth clenched, low voice with lots of fist pounding!)
Glamis thou art, and Cawdor, and shalt be
What thou art promised; yet do I fear thy nature,
(Smiling and high pitched at first but frowning at ‘yet’.)
Glamis thou art, and Cawdor, and shalt be
What thou art promised; yet do I fear thy nature,
(Slowly and carefully with hand to mouth and chin.)
Glamis thou art, and Cawdor, and shalt be
What thou art promised; yet do I fear thy nature,
(Loudly, angrily lots of stomping feet and waving arms.)
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Lady Macbeth's soliloquy
Hie thee hither,
That I may pour my spirits in thine ear
(Whispery, almost hissing, exaggerating words.)
Hie thee hither,
That I may pour my spirits in thine ear
(Coldly, with no facial expression or change of tone.)
Hie thee hither,
That I may pour my spirits in thine ear
(High pitched and giggly. Clapping hands.)
Hie thee hither,
That I may pour my spirits in thine ear
(Commanding. Emphasising the first word.)
Hie thee hither,
That I may pour my spirits in thine ear
(Slowly and carefully with hand to mouth and chin.)
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Lady Macbeth's soliloquy
And fill me from the crown to the toe topfull
Of direst cruelty;
(Beginning quiet and slow but getting louder and faster.)
And fill me from the crown to the toe topfull
Of direst cruelty;
(Looking upward, arms outstretched and eyes closed.)
And fill me from the crown to the toe topfull
Of direst cruelty;
(Smiling with hands clasped under chin. High-pitched voice.)
And fill me from the crown to the toe topfull
Of direst cruelty;
(Coldly, with no facial expression or change of tone.)
And fill me from the crown to the toe topfull
Of direst cruelty;
(Whispery, almost hissing, exaggerating words.)
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Lady Macbeth's soliloquy
Thou wouldst be great,
Art not without ambition, but without
The illness should attend it.
(Thoughtful. Head to one side, eyes slightly narrowed.)
Thou wouldst be great,
Art not without ambition, but without
The illness should attend it.
(Sarcastically with head-waggling and eyebrow raising.)
Thou wouldst be great,
Art not without ambition, but without
The illness should attend it.
(Nose crinkled, nodding head as if telling off a small child.)
Thou wouldst be great,
Art not without ambition, but without
The illness should attend it.
(Starting happy, high pitched but lower voice and shoulders at ‘but’.)
Thou wouldst be great,
Art not without ambition, but without
The illness should attend it.
(Whispery, almost hissing, exaggerating words.)
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Lady Macbeth's soliloquy
Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark,
To cry 'Hold, hold.'
(Loudly, angrily lots of stomping feet and waving arms.)
Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark,
To cry 'Hold, hold.'
(Smiling with hands clasped under chin. High-pitched voice.)
Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark,
To cry 'Hold, hold.'
(Teeth clenched, low voice with lots of fist pounding!)
Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark,
To cry 'Hold, hold.'
(Beginning quiet and slow but getting louder and faster.)
Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark,
To cry 'Hold, hold.'
(Coldly, with no facial expression or change of tone.)
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Lady Macbeth's soliloquy
yet I do fear thy nature,
It is too full of the milk of human kindness
To catch the nearest way.
(Thoughtful. Head to one side, eyes slightly narrowed.)
yet I do fear thy nature,
It is too full of the milk of human kindness
To catch the nearest way.
(Coldly, with voice at same tone throughout.)
yet I do fear thy nature,
It is too full of the milk of human kindness
To catch the nearest way.
(Angrily. With distaste at the weakness, lots of gesturing.)
yet I do fear thy nature,
It is too full of the milk of human kindness
To catch the nearest way.
(Sadly. Head hung low, upset.)
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