MACBETH
We will proceed no further in this business.
LADY MACBETH
Was the hope drunk wherein you dress’d yourself? Hath it slept since? And wakes it now, to look so green and pale at what it did so freely?
MACBETH
Pr’ythee, peace! I dare do all that may become a man; who dares do more is none.
LADY MACBETH
But screw your courage to the sticking-place, and…