Read the excerpt from act 1, scene 3, of The Tragedy of Macbeth. Macbeth. [To BANQUO.] Think upon what hath chanc’d; and, at more time,The interim having weigh’d it, let us speakOur free hearts each to other.
Read the excerpt from act 1, scene 2, of The Tragedy of Macbeth.Sergeant. Yes; As sparrows eagles, or the hare the lion.If I say sooth, I must report they wereAs cannons overcharg’d with double cracks; So they Doubly redoubled strokes upon the foe:Except they meant to bathe in reeking wounds, Or memorize another Golgotha, I cannot tell— But I am faint, my gashes cry for help. Duncan. So well thy words become thee as thy wounds;They smack of honour both. Go, get him surgeons. [Exit Sergeant, attended.]
Read the excerpt from act 1, scene 3, of The Tragedy of Macbeth.Macbeth. Stay, you imperfect speakers, tell me more:By Sinel’s death I know I am Thane of Glamis;But how of Cawdor? the Thane of Cawdor lives,A prosperous gentleman; and to be kingStands not within the prospect of beliefNo more than to be Cawdor.
Read the excerpt from act 1, scene 2, of The Tragedy of Macbeth. Duncan. No more that Thane of Cawdor shall deceiveOur bosom interest. Go pronounce his present death,And with his former title greet Macbeth. Ross. I’ll see it done.
Read the excerpt from act 1, scene 3, of The Tragedy of Macbeth. Macbeth. [To BANQUO.] Do you not hope your children shall be kings,When those that gave the Thane of Cawdor to mePromis’d no less to them? Banquo. That, trusted home,Might yet enkindle you unto the crown,Besides the Thane of Cawdor. But ’tis strange:And oftentimes, to win us to our harm,The instruments of darkness tell us truths,Win us with honest trifles, to betray’sIn deepest consequence.
Read the excerpt from act 1, scene 3, of The Tragedy of Macbeth.Banquo. . . . But ’tis strange:And oftentimes, to win us to our harm,The instruments of darkness tell us truths,Win us with honest trifles, to betray’sIn deepest consequence.
Read the excerpt from act 1, scene 2, of The Tragedy of Macbeth. Duncan. Whence cam’st thou, worthy thane? Ross. From Fife, great king;Where the Norweyan banners flout the sky And fan our people cold.
Read the excerpt from act 1, scene 1, of The Tragedy of Macbeth. Use this document to help you answer the question.First Witch. When shall we three meet againIn thunder, lightning, or in rain? Second Witch. When the hurlyburly’s done, When the battle’s lost and won. Third Witch. That will be ere the set of sun.
Read the excerpt from act 1, scene 2, of The Tragedy of Macbeth.Sergeant. Yes;As sparrows eagles, or the hare the lion.If I say sooth, I must report they wereAs cannons overcharg’d with double cracks;So theyDoubly redoubled strokes upon the foe:Except they meant to bathe in reeking wounds,Or memorize another Golgotha,I cannot tell—But I am faint, my gashes cry for help.
Read the excerpt from act 1, scene 3, of The Tragedy of Macbeth. Macbeth. [Aside.] If chance will have me king, why, chance may crown me, Without my stir.
Read the excerpt from act 1, scene 3, of The Tragedy of Macbeth. All. The weird sisters, hand in hand,Posters of the sea and land,Thus do go about, about:Thrice to thine, and thrice to mine,And thrice again, to make up nine.Peace! the charm’s wound up.
Read the excerpt from act 1, scene 3, of The Tragedy of Macbeth.Enter MACBETH and BANQUO.Macbeth. So foul and fair a day I have not seen. Banquo. How far is ’t call’d to Forres? [Sees the WITCHES.] What are these,So wither’d and so wild in their attire,That look not like th’ inhabitants o’ the earth,And yet are on ’t? Live you?
Read the excerpt from act 1, scene 3, of The Tragedy of Macbeth. Macbeth. [To BANQUO] The interim having weigh’d it, let us speak Our free hearts each to other.
Read the excerpt from act 1, scene 2, of The Tragedy of Macbeth. Duncan. Dismay’d not thisOur captains, Macbeth and Banquo?
Read the excerpt from act 1, scene 3, of The Tragedy of Macbeth. [Witches vanish.]Banquo. The earth hath bubbles, as the water has,And these are of them. Whither are they vanish’d? Macbeth. Into the air, and what seem’d corporal meltedAs breath into the wind. Would they had stay’d! Banquo. Were such things here as we do speak about?Or have we eaten on the insane rootThat takes the reason prisoner?
Read the excerpt from act 1, scene 3, of The Tragedy of Macbeth. Banquo. [To the WITCHES.] . . . My noble partnerYou greet with present grace and great predictionOf noble having and of royal hope,That he seems rapt withal: to me you speak not.
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