Declan Collins - Jan.

8 Pick-Up Assignment

LADY MACBETH (Act 1, Scene 5, Macbeth)

O never,

Shall Sunne that Morrow see.

Your Face, my Thane, is as a Booke, where men

May reade strange matters, to beguile the time.

Looke like the time, beare welcome in your Eye,

Your Hand, your Tongue: looke like th’innocent flower,

But be the Serpent under’t. He that’s coming,

Must be provided for: and you shall put

This Nights great Businesse into my dispatch,

Which shall to all our Nights, and Dayes to come,

Give solely soveraigne sway, and Masterdome

ARIEL (Act 1, Scene 2, The Tempest)

I boorded the Kings ship: now on the Beake,

Now in the Waste, the Decke, in every Cabyn,

I flam’d amazement, sometime I’ld divide

And burne in many places; on the Top-mast,

The Yards, and Bore-spritt, would I flame distinctly,

Then meete, and joyne. Joues Lightning, the precursors

O’th dreadfull Thunder-claps more momentary

And sight out-running were not; the fire, and cracks

Of sulphurous roaring, the most mighty Neptune

Seeme to besiege, and make his bold waves tremble,

Yea, his dread Trident shake.