‘To trade and traffic with Macbeth in riddles and affairs of death; and I, the mistress of your charms, the close ~contrive of all harms, was never call’d to bear my part, or show the glory of our art?’

‘Shall raise such artificial spirits as by the strength of their illusion shall draw him on to his confusion: he shall spurn fate, scorn death, and bear he hopes ‘bove wisdom, grace and fear: and you all know, security is mortals’ chiefest enemy’