Lady Macbeth Soliloquy, Act One Scene Five

Scene:
LADY MACBETH
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!”

Translation:

LADY MACBETH
The messenger is out of breath
he has told me of Duncan's soon arrival
in my castle. Come, you spirits
that help evil thoughts, take away my weakness and make me strong
and fill me from the head to my toes
with cruel evil. Thicken my blood
and stop my blood flow so I will feel no remorse,
so no human compassion
can stop my evil plan, or stop me
from succeeding. Come to my female breast's,
and turn my milk into acid, you murdering demons,
wherever you are hiding,
and wait on evil. Come, thick night,
and cover us in the darkest smoke of hell,
so that my sharp knife cannot see the wound it makes,
so heaven cannot peep through the blanket of darkness
and cry " Stop, Stop!"