The blade discourse (32-65) is, deservedly, a standout amongst the most celebrated in Shakespeare.
Like "On the off chance that it were done" (Act I, Scene 7), this discourse is a captivating bit of stage brain science. The structure of the lines exactly echoes the swings from clarity to mental unsettling influence that describe Macbeth all through the play. There are three false cautions: "I see thee still . . . I see thee yet . . . I see thee still!" Between each of these alerts comes a snapshot of reprieve in which Macbeth offers to the universe of the physical faculties: "Craftsmanship thou not . . . sensible to feeling?" "Mine eyes are made the imbeciles of alternate detects," and "It is the bleeding business which advises in this way to mine eyes."
All things considered, as in the prior scene with his better half, Macbeth in the long run cedes. The desire to wind up lord is currently solid in him. In his last lines, as he rises to the lord's chamber, he envisions himself as the representation of Murder itself, stealthily advancing towards its
casualty.