{"product_id":"macbeth-isbn-9780451526779","title":"Macbeth","description":"\u003cb\u003eA man's thirst for power ends in tragedy in this Signet Classics edition of one of William Shakespeare's most powerful works.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003eWhen a trio of witches foretell that Macbeth will become King of Scotland, the brave general is consumed by ambition. Encouraged by his wife to seize the throne, their quest for power leads down a blood-strewn path that ends in madness and death in this play that explores the consequences of guilt and corruption. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThis title in the Signet Classics Shakespeare series includes:\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e • An overview of Shakespeare's life, world, and theater\u003cbr\u003e • A special introduction to the play by the editor, Sylvan Barnet\u003cbr\u003e• Selections from Raphael Holinshed's \u003ci\u003eThe Chronicles of England, Scotland, and Ireland\u003c\/i\u003e, the source from which Shakespeare derived \u003ci\u003eMacbeth\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e • Dramatic criticism from A. C. Bradley, Elmer Edgar Stoll, Mary McCarthy, and others\u003cbr\u003e • A comprehensive stage and screen history of notable actors, directors, and productions of \u003ci\u003eMacbeth\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e • Text, notes, and commentaries printed in the clearest, most readable format\u003cbr\u003e • Recommended readingsMacbeth - William Shakespeare - Edited by Sylvan Barnet       Samuel Johnson: Macbeth\u003cbr\u003eA. C. Bradley: \u003ci\u003eFrom\u003c\/i\u003e Shakespearean Tragedy\u003cbr\u003eElmer Edgar Stoll: Source and Motive in ?Macbeth? and ?Othello?\u003cbr\u003eCleanth Brooks: The Naked Babe and the Cloak of Manliness\u003cbr\u003eMary MacCarthy: General Macbeth\u003cbr\u003eJoan Larsen Klein: Lady Macbeth: ?Infirm of Purpose?\u003cbr\u003eSylvan Barnet: ?Macbeth? on the Stage and Screen\u003cp\u003eNEWLY ADDED ESSAYS: \u003cbr\u003eAlan Sinfield: ?Macbeth?: History, Ideology, and Intellectuals\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cb\u003eWilliam Shakespeare\u003c\/b\u003e (1564–1616) was a poet, playwright, and actor who is widely regarded as one of the most influential writers in the history of the English language. Often referred to as the Bard of Avon, Shakespeare's vast body of work includes comedic, tragic, and historical plays; poems; and 154 sonnets. His dramatic works have been translated into every major language and are performed more often than those of any other playwright.\u003ci\u003eDramatis Personae\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eDUNCAN, King of Scotland\u003cbr\u003eMALCOLM his sons \u003cbr\u003eDONALBAIN\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMACBETH, Thane of Glamis, later of Cawdor, later\u003cbr\u003eKing of Scotland\u003cbr\u003eLADY MACBETH\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBANQUO, a thane of Scotland\u003cbr\u003eFLEANCE, his son\u003cbr\u003eMACDUFF, Thane of Fife\u003cbr\u003eLADY MACDUFF\u003cbr\u003eSON of Macduff and Lady Macduff\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eLENNEX\u003cbr\u003eROSS\u003cbr\u003eMENTEITH thanes and noblemen of Scotland\u003cbr\u003eANGUS\u003cbr\u003eCAITHNESS\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSIWARD, Earl of Northumberland\u003cbr\u003eYOUNG SIWARD, his son\u003cbr\u003eSEYTON, an officer attending Macbeth\u003cbr\u003eAnother LORD\u003cbr\u003eENGLISH DOCTOR\u003cbr\u003eSCOTTISH DOCTOR\u003cbr\u003eGENTLEWOMAN attending Lady Macbeth\u003cbr\u003eCAPTAIN serving Duncan\u003cbr\u003ePORTER\u003cbr\u003eOLD MAN\u003cbr\u003eThree MURDERERS of Banquo\u003cbr\u003eFirst MURDERERS at Macduff's castle\u003cbr\u003eMESSENGER to Lady Macbeth\u003cbr\u003eMESSENGER to Lady Macduff\u003cbr\u003eSERVENT to Macbeth\u003cbr\u003eSERVENT to Lady Macbeth\u003cbr\u003eThree WITCHES or WEIRD SISTERS\u003cbr\u003eHECATE\u003cbr\u003eThree APPARITIONS\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eLords, Gentlemen, Officers, Soldiers, Murderers,\u003cbr\u003eand Attendants\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSCENE: Scotland; England\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eLocation: An open place.\u003cbr\u003ehurlyburly tumult\u003cbr\u003eGrimalkin i.e., gray cat, name of the witch's familiar—a demon or evil spirit supposed to answer a witch's call and to allow him or her to perform black magic.\u003cbr\u003ePaddock toad; also a familiar\u003cbr\u003eAnon At once, right away.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e1.2 Location: A camp near Forres.\u003cbr\u003e0.1 Alarum trumpet call to arms\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e1.1 * Thunder and lightning. Enter three Witches.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFIRST WITCH\u003cbr\u003eWhen shall we three meet again?\u003cbr\u003eIn thunder, lightning, or in rain?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSECOND WITCH\u003cbr\u003eWhen the hurlyburly's done,\u003cbr\u003eWhen the battle's lost and won.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTHIRD WITCH\u003cbr\u003eThat will be ere the set of sun.\u003cbr\u003efirst witch\u003cbr\u003eWhere the place?\u003cbr\u003esecond witch Upon the heath.\u003cbr\u003ethird witch\u003cbr\u003eThere to meet with Macbeth.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFIRST WITCH  I come, Grimalkin!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSECOND WITCH  Paddock calls. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTHIRD WITCH  Anon. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eALL\u003cbr\u003eFair is foul, and foul is fair.\u003cbr\u003eHover through the fog and filthy air. Exeunt.\u003cbr\u003e1.2 * Alarum within. Enter King [Duncan], Malcolm, Donalbain, Lennox, with attendants, meeting a \u003cbr\u003ebleeding Captain.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eDUNCAN\u003cbr\u003eWhat bloody man is that? He can report,\u003cbr\u003eAs seemeth by his plight, of the revolt\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003enewest state latest news.   sergeant i.e., staff officer. (There may be no inconsistency with his rank of \"captain\" in the stage direction and speech prefixes in the Folio.)\u003cbr\u003ebroil battle spent tired out choke their art render their skill in swimming useless.\u003cbr\u003eThe merciless . . . supplied The merciless Macdonwald—worthy of the hated name of rebel, for in the cause of rebellion an ever-increasing number of villainous persons and unnatural qualities swarm about him like vermin—is joined by light-armed Irish footsoldiers and ax-armed horsemen from the western islands of Scotland (the Hebrides and perhaps Ireland)\u003cbr\u003eAnd Fortune . . . whore i.e., Fortune, proverbially a false strumpet, smiles at first on Macdonwald's damned rebellion but deserts him in his hour of need.\u003cbr\u003ewell . . . name well he deserves a name that is synonymous with \"brave\"\u003cbr\u003eminion darling. (Macbeth is Valor's darling, not Fortune's.)\u003cbr\u003ethe slave i.e., Macdonwald\u003cbr\u003eWhich . . . to him i.e., Macbeth paused for no ceremonious greeting or farewell to Macdonwald.\u003cbr\u003enave navel.   chops jaws\u003cbr\u003ecousin kinsman\u003cbr\u003eAs . . . swells Just as terrible storms at sea arise out of the east, from the place where the sun first shows itself in the seeming comfort of the dawn, even thus did a new military threat come on the heels of the seeming good news of Macdonwald's execution.\u003cbr\u003eskipping (1) lightly armed, quick at maneuvering (2) skittish\u003cbr\u003esurveying vantage seeing an opportunity\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe newest state.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMALCOLM This is the sergeant \u003cbr\u003eWho like a good and hardy soldier fought\u003cbr\u003e'Gainst my captivity.—Hail, brave friend!\u003cbr\u003eSay to the King the knowledge of the broil \u003cbr\u003eAs thou didst leave it.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eCAPTAIN Doubtful it stood,\u003cbr\u003eAs two spent swimmers that do cling together \u003cbr\u003eAnd choke their art. The merciless Macdonwald— \u003cbr\u003eWorthy to be a rebel, for to that \u003cbr\u003eThe multiplying villainies of nature \u003cbr\u003eDo swarm upon him—from the Western Isles \u003cbr\u003eOf kerns and gallowglasses is supplied; \u003cbr\u003eAnd Fortune, on his damned quarrel smiling, \u003cbr\u003eShowed like a rebel's whore. But all's too weak; \u003cbr\u003eFor brave Macbeth—well he deserves that name—\u003cbr\u003eDisdaining Fortune, with his brandished steel,\u003cbr\u003eWhich smoked with bloody execution,\u003cbr\u003eLike valor's minion carved out his passage \u003cbr\u003eTill he faced the slave, \u003cbr\u003eWhich ne'er shook hands nor bade farewell to him \u003cbr\u003eTill he unseamed him from the nave to th' chops, \u003cbr\u003eAnd fixed his head upon our battlements.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eDUNCAN\u003cbr\u003eOh, valiant cousin, worthy gentleman! \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eCAPTAIN\u003cbr\u003eAs whence the sun 'gins his reflection \u003cbr\u003eShipwrecking storms and direful thunders break, \u003cbr\u003eSo from that spring whence comfort seemed to come \u003cbr\u003eDiscomfort swells. Mark, King of Scotland, mark. \u003cbr\u003eNo sooner justice had, with valor armed,\u003cbr\u003eCompelled these skipping kerns to trust their heels \u003cbr\u003eBut the Norweyan lord, surveying vantage, \u003cbr\u003eWith furbished arms and new supplies of men,\u003cbr\u003eBegan a fresh assault.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eYes . . . eagles Yes, about as much as sparrows terrify eagles. (Said ironically.)\u003cbr\u003esay sooth tell the truth cracks charges of explosive\u003cbr\u003eExcept Unless memorize make memorable or famous.   Golgotha \"place of a skull,\" where Christ was crucified. (Mark 15:22.)\u003cbr\u003eThane Scottish title of honor, roughly equivalent to \"Earl\"\u003cbr\u003eseems to seems about to flout mock, insult fan . . . cold fan cold fear into our troops.\u003cbr\u003eNorway The King of Norway.   terrible numbers terrifying numbers of troops dismal ominous\u003cbr\u003eTill . . . proof i.e., until Macbeth, clad in well-tested armor. (Bellona was the Roman goddess of war.)\u003cbr\u003ehim i.e., the King of Norway.   self-comparisons i.e., matching counterthrusts\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eDUNCAN\u003cbr\u003eDismayed not this our captains, Macbeth and Banquo?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eCAPTAIN\u003cbr\u003eYes, as sparrows eagles, or the hare the lion. \u003cbr\u003eIf I say sooth, I must report they were \u003cbr\u003eAs cannons overcharged with double cracks, \u003cbr\u003eSo they doubly redoubled strokes upon the foe.\u003cbr\u003eExcept they meant to bathe in reeking wounds \u003cbr\u003eOr memorize another Golgotha, \u003cbr\u003eI cannot tell.\u003cbr\u003eBut I am faint. My gashes cry for help.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eDUNCAN\u003cbr\u003eSo well thy words become thee as thy wounds;\u003cbr\u003eThey smack of honor both.—Go get him surgeons.\u003cbr\u003e[Exit Captain, attended.]\u003cbr\u003eEnter Ross and Angus.\u003cbr\u003eWho comes here?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMALCOLM The worthy Thane of Ross. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eLENNEX  What a haste looks through his eyes!\u003cbr\u003eSo should he look that seems to speak things strange.  \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eROSS  God save the King!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eDUNCAN  Whence cam'st thou, worthy thane?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eROSS  From Fife, great King,\u003cbr\u003eWhere the Norweyan banners flout the sky \u003cbr\u003eAnd fan our people cold. \u003cbr\u003eNorway himself, with terrible numbers, \u003cbr\u003eAssisted by that most disloyal traitor,\u003cbr\u003eThe Thane of Cawdor, began a dismal conflict, \u003cbr\u003eTill that Bellona's bridegroom, lapped in proof, \u003cbr\u003eConfronted him with self-comparisons, \u003cbr\u003ePoint against point, rebellious arm 'gainst arm,\u003cbr\u003eCurbing his lavish spirit; and to conclude,\u003cbr\u003eThe victory fell on us.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eNorways' Norwegians'.   composition agreement, treaty of peace\u003cbr\u003eSaint Colme's Inch Inchcolm, the Isle of St. Columba in the Firth of Forth dollars Spanish or Dutch coins\u003cbr\u003eOur (The royal \"we.\")   bosom close and intimate.   present immediate\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eLocation: A heath near Forres.\u003cbr\u003eAroint thee Begone.   rump-fed runnion fat-rumped baggage\u003cbr\u003eTiger (A ship's name.)\u003cbr\u003elike . . . do (Suggestive of the witches' deformity and sexual insatiability. Witches were thought to seduce men sexually. Do means [1] act [2] perform sexually.)\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eDUNCAN Great happiness!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eROSS  That now\u003cbr\u003eSweno, the Norways' king, craves composition; \u003cbr\u003eNor would we deign him burial of his men\u003cbr\u003eTill he disbursed at Saint Colme's Inch \u003cbr\u003eTen thousand dollars to our general use. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eDUNCAN\u003cbr\u003eNo more that Thane of Cawdor shall deceive\u003cbr\u003eOur bosom interest. Go pronounce his present death, \u003cbr\u003eAnd with his former title greet Macbeth.\u003cbr\u003eROSS  I'll see it done.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eDUNCAN\u003cbr\u003eWhat he hath lost noble Macbeth hath won.\u003cbr\u003eExeunt.\u003cbr\u003e1.3 * Thunder. Enter the three Witches.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFIRST WITCH  Where hast thou been, sister?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSECOND WITCH  Killing swine.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTHIRD WITCH  Sister, where thou?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFIRST WITCH\u003cbr\u003eA sailor's wife had chestnuts in her lap,\u003cbr\u003eAnd munched, and munched, and munched. \"Give me,\" quoth I.\u003cbr\u003e\"Aroint thee, witch!\" the rump-fed runnion cries. \u003cbr\u003eHer husband's to Aleppo gone, master o'th' Tiger; \u003cbr\u003eBut in a sieve I'll thither sail,\u003cbr\u003eAnd like a rat without a tail \u003cbr\u003eI'll do, I'll do, and I'll do. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSECOND WITCH\u003cbr\u003eI'll give thee a wind.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFIRST WITCH\u003cbr\u003eThou'rt kind.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI . . . card I can summon all other winds, wherever they blow and from whatever quarter in the shipman's compass card.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI'll . . . hay (With a suggestion of sexually draining the seaman's semen.)\u003cbr\u003epenthouse lid i.e., eyelid (which projects out over the eye like a penthouse or slope-roofed structure). forbid accursed. sev'nnights weeks peak grow peaked or thin\u003cbr\u003eWeird Sisters women connected with fate or destiny; also women having a mysterious or unearthly, uncanny appearance\u003cbr\u003ePosters of swift travelers over\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTHIRD WITCH\u003cbr\u003eAnd I another.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFIRST WITCH\u003cbr\u003eI myself have all the other, \u003cbr\u003eAnd the very ports they blow, \u003cbr\u003eAll the quarters that they know \u003cbr\u003eI'th' shipman's card. \u003cbr\u003eI'll drain him dry as hay. \u003cbr\u003eSleep shall neither night nor day\u003cbr\u003eHang upon his penthouse lid. \u003cbr\u003eHe shall live a man forbid. \u003cbr\u003eWeary sev'nnights nine times nine \u003cbr\u003eShall he dwindle, peak, and pine.\u003cbr\u003eThough his bark cannot be lost,\u003cbr\u003eYet it shall be tempest-tossed.\u003cbr\u003eLook what I have.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSECOND WITCH  Show me, show me.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFIRST WITCH\u003cbr\u003eHere I have a pilot's thumb,\u003cbr\u003eWrecked as homeward he did come. Drum within.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTHIRD WITCH\u003cbr\u003eA drum, a drum!\u003cbr\u003eMacbeth doth come.\u003cbr\u003eall [dancing in a circle]\u003cbr\u003eThe Weird Sisters, hand in hand, \u003cbr\u003ePosters of the sea and land, \u003cbr\u003eThus do go about, about,\u003cbr\u003eThrice to thine, and thrice to mine,\u003cbr\u003eAnd thrice again, to make up nine.\u003cbr\u003ePeace! The charm's wound up.\u003cbr\u003eEnter Macbeth and Banquo.\u003cbr\u003emacbeth\u003cbr\u003eSo foul and fair a day I have not seen.\u003cbr\u003eis't called is it said to be choppy chapped\u003cbr\u003efantastical creatures of fantasy or imagination\u003cbr\u003eshow appear.\u003cbr\u003egrace honor\u003cbr\u003erapt withal entranced.\u003cbr\u003ebeg . . . hate beg your favors nor fear your hate.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBANQUO\u003cbr\u003eHow far is't called to Forres?—What are these, \u003cbr\u003eSo withered and so wild in their attire,\u003cbr\u003eThat look not like th'inhabitants o'th'earth\u003cbr\u003eAnd yet are on't?—Live you? Or are you aught\u003cbr\u003eThat man may question? You seem to understand me\u003cbr\u003eBy each at once her choppy finger laying \u003cbr\u003eUpon her skinny lips. You should be women,\u003cbr\u003eAnd yet your beards forbid me to interpret\u003cbr\u003eThat you are so.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMACBETH Speak, if you can. What are you?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFIRST WITCH\u003cbr\u003eAll hail, Macbeth! Hail to thee, Thane of Glamis!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSECOND WITCH\u003cbr\u003eAll hail, Macbeth! Hail to thee, Thane of Cawdor!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTHIRD WITCH\u003cbr\u003eAll hail, Macbeth, that shalt be king hereafter!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBANQUO\u003cbr\u003eGood sir, why do you start and seem to fear\u003cbr\u003eThings that do sound so fair?—I'th' name of truth,\u003cbr\u003eAre ye fantastical or that indeed \u003cbr\u003eWhich outwardly ye show? My noble partner \u003cbr\u003eYou greet with present grace and great prediction \u003cbr\u003eOf noble having and of royal hope,\u003cbr\u003eThat he seems rapt withal. To me you speak not. \u003cbr\u003eIf you can look into the seeds of time\u003cbr\u003eAnd say which grain will grow and which will not,\u003cbr\u003eSpeak then to me, who neither beg nor fear \u003cbr\u003eYour favors nor your hate. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFIRST WITCH  Hail!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSECOND WITCH  Hail!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTHIRD WITCH  Hail!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFIRST WITCH\u003cbr\u003eLesser than Macbeth, and greater.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003ehappy fortunate\u003cbr\u003eget beget\u003cbr\u003eimperfect cryptic\u003cbr\u003eSinel's (Sinel was Macbeth's father.)\u003cbr\u003eSay . . . intelligence Say from what source you have this disturbing information\u003cbr\u003eblasted blighted\u003cbr\u003ecorporal corporeal\u003cbr\u003eon of.   insane root root causing insanity; variously identified\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSECOND WITCH\u003cbr\u003eNot so happy, yet much happier. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTHIRD WITCH\u003cbr\u003eThou shalt get kings, though thou be none. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSo all hail, Macbeth and Banquo!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFIRST WITCH\u003cbr\u003eBanquo and Macbeth, all hail!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMACBETH\u003cbr\u003eStay, you imperfect speakers, tell me more! \u003cbr\u003eBy Sinel's death I know I am Thane of Glamis, \u003cbr\u003eBut how of Cawdor? The Thane of Cawdor lives\u003cbr\u003eA prosperous gentleman; and to be king\u003cbr\u003eStands not within the prospect of belief,\u003cbr\u003eNo more than to be Cawdor. Say from whence \u003cbr\u003eYou owe this strange intelligence, or why \u003cbr\u003eUpon this blasted heath you stop our way \u003cbr\u003eWith such prophetic greeting? Speak, I charge you.\u003cbr\u003eWitches vanish.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBANQUO\u003cbr\u003eThe earth hath bubbles, as the water has,\u003cbr\u003eAnd these are of them. Whither are they vanished?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMACBETH\u003cbr\u003eInto the air; and what seemed corporal melted, 81\u003cbr\u003eAs breath into the wind. Would they had stayed!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBANQUO\u003cbr\u003eWere such things here as we do speak about?\u003cbr\u003eOr have we eaten on the insane root 84\u003cbr\u003eThat takes the reason prisoner?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMACBETH\u003cbr\u003eYour children shall be kings.\u003cbr\u003ebanquo You shall be king.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMACBETH\u003cbr\u003eAnd Thane of Cawdor too. Went it not so?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eand when . . . his and when he reads of your extraordinary valor in fighting the rebels, he concludes that your wondrous deeds outdo any praise he could offer.\u003cbr\u003estout haughty, determined, valiant\u003cbr\u003eNothing not at all\u003cbr\u003eAs . . . with post As fast as could be told, i.e., counted, came messenger after messenger. (Unless the text should be amended to \"As thick as hail.\")\u003cbr\u003eearnest token payment addition title\u003cbr\u003eWho He who combined confederate line the rebel reinforce Macdonwald\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBANQUO\u003cbr\u003eTo th' selfsame tune and words.—Who's here?\u003cbr\u003eEnter Ross and Angus.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eROSS\u003cbr\u003eThe King hath happily received, Macbeth,\u003cbr\u003eThe news of thy success; and when he reads \u003cbr\u003eThy personal venture in the rebels' fight, \u003cbr\u003eHis wonders and his praises do contend \u003cbr\u003eWhich should be thine or his. Silenced with that, \u003cbr\u003eIn viewing o'er the rest o'th' selfsame day\u003cbr\u003eHe finds thee in the stout Norweyan ranks, \u003cbr\u003eNothing afeard of what thyself didst make, \u003cbr\u003eStrange images of death. As thick as tale \u003cbr\u003eCame post with post, and every one did bear\u003cbr\u003eThy praises in his kingdom's great defense,\u003cbr\u003eAnd poured them down before him.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eANGUS \u003cbr\u003eWe are sent\u003cbr\u003eTo give thee from our royal master thanks,\u003cbr\u003eOnly to herald thee into his sight,\u003cbr\u003eNot pay thee.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eROSS\u003cbr\u003eAnd, for an earnest of a greater honor, \u003cbr\u003eHe bade me, from him, call thee Thane of Cawdor;\u003cbr\u003eIn which addition, hail, most worthy thane, \u003cbr\u003eFor it is thine.\u003cbr\u003eBANQUO What, can the devil speak true?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMACBETH\u003cbr\u003eThe Thane of Cawdor lives. Why do you dress me\u003cbr\u003eIn borrowed robes?\u003cbr\u003eANGUS Who was the thane lives yet, \u003cbr\u003eBut under heavy judgment bears that life\u003cbr\u003eWhich he deserves to lose. Whether he was combined \u003cbr\u003eWith those of Norway, or did line the rebel \u003cbr\u003eWith hidden help and vantage, or that with both\u003cbr\u003ein . . . wrack to bring about his country's ruin capital deserving death\u003cbr\u003eThe greatest is behind either (1) Two of the three prophecies (and thus the greatest number of them) have already been fulfilled, or (2) The greatest one, the kingship, is still to come. home all the way\u003cbr\u003eIn deepest consequence in the profoundly important sequel.\u003cbr\u003eCousins i.e., Fellow lords\u003cbr\u003eswelling act stately drama\u003cbr\u003esoliciting tempting unfix my hair make my hair stand on end\u003cbr\u003euse custom.   fears things feared whose . . . fantastical in which the conception of murder is merely imaginary at this point single . . . man weak human condition function normal power of action.   surmise speculation, imaginings And . . . not and everything seems unreal.","brand":"Signet","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":46301748691173,"sku":"NP9780451526779","price":6.95,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1842\/7735\/files\/9780451526779.jpg?v=1767732007","url":"https:\/\/k12savings.com\/es\/products\/macbeth-isbn-9780451526779","provider":"K12savings","version":"1.0","type":"link"}