Soliloquy Macbeth-Act II, Scene i William Shakespeare

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MACBETH Go bid thy mistress, when my drink is ready,
She strike upon the bell. Get thee to bed.

Exit Servant.

Is this a dagger which I see before me,
The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee.
I have thee not, and yet I see thee still.
Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible

To feeling as to sight? or art thou but
A dagger of the mind, a false creation,
Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?

I see thee yet, in form as palpable 40
As this which now I draw.
Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going;

And such an instrument I was to use.
Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses,

Or else worth all the rest; I see thee still,
And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood,

Which was not so before. There's no such thing:
It is the bloody business which informs