Macbeth, with the murder on his mind, has a vision.

“Is this a dagger I can see… see but cannot touch?

The hilt is turned toward my hand, but still… I cannot clutch.

It is a dagger… of the mind to lead me to his room

Although unreal, it’s like the one I draw to seal his doom.”

He draws his dagger.

“I must move soft, that no one hears my footsteps on the stone

In silence then I make my way, my presence never known…”

A bell rings.

“The signal sounds, the time has come for Duncan… it’s a knell

I go… it’s done, I send him now to heaven, or… to hell.”

He enters the room.

End of Scene 1