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Alarum within. Enter KING DUNCAN , MALCOLM , DONALBAIN , LENNOX , with attendants, meeting a bleeding CAPTAIN
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Alarum within. Enter KING DUNCAN , MALCOLM , DONALBAIN , LENNOX , with attendants, meeting a bleeding CAPTAIN
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DUNCAN What bloody man is that? He can report,
As seemeth by his plight, of the revolt
The newest state.
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DUNCAN What bloody man is that? He can report,
As seemeth by his plight, of the revolt
The newest state.
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MALCOLM This is the sergeant
Who like a good and hardy soldier fought
5 'Gainst my captivity. Hail, brave friend!
Say to the king the knowledge of the broil
As thou didst leave it.
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MALCOLM This is the sergeant
Who like a good and hardy soldier fought
'Gainst my captivity. Hail, brave friend!
Say to the king the knowledge of the broil
As thou didst leave it.
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CAPTAIN Doubtful it stood,
As two spent swimmers that do cling together
And choke their art. The merciless Macdonwald—
10 Worthy to be a rebel, for to that
The multiplying villanies of nature
Do swarm upon him—from the Western Isles
Of kerns and gallowglasses is supplied,
And fortune, on his damnèd quarrel smiling,
15 Showed like a rebel’s whore. But all’s too weak,
For brave Macbeth—well he deserves that name—
Disdaining fortune, with his brandished steel,
Which smoked with bloody execution,
Like valor’s minion carved out his passage
20 Till he faced the slave;
Which ne'er shook hands, nor bade farewell to him,
Till he unseamed him from the nave to th' chops,
And fixed his head upon our battlements.
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CAPTAIN Doubtful it stood,
As two spent swimmers that do cling together
And choke their art. The merciless Macdonwald—
Worthy to be a rebel, for to that
The multiplying villanies of nature
Do swarm upon him—from the Western Isles
Of kerns and gallowglasses is supplied,
And fortune, on his damnèd quarrel smiling,
Showed like a rebel’s whore. But all’s too weak,
For brave Macbeth—well he deserves that name—
Disdaining fortune, with his brandished steel,
Which smoked with bloody execution,
Like valor’s minion carved out his passage
Till he faced the slave;
Which ne'er shook hands, nor bade farewell to him,
Till he unseamed him from the nave to th' chops,
And fixed his head upon our battlements.
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DUNCAN O valiant cousin! Worthy gentleman!
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DUNCAN O valiant cousin! Worthy gentleman!
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CAPTAIN 25 As whence the sun 'gins his reflection
Shipwracking storms and direful thunders break,
So from that spring whence comfort seemed to come
Discomfort swells. Mark, King of Scotland, mark:
No sooner justice had, with valor armed,
30 Compelled these skipping kerns to trust their heels,
But the Norweyan lord, surveying vantage,
With furbished arms and new supplies of men,
Began a fresh assault.
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CAPTAIN As whence the sun 'gins his reflection
Shipwracking storms and direful thunders break,
So from that spring whence comfort seemed to come
Discomfort swells. Mark, King of Scotland, mark:
No sooner justice had, with valor armed,
Compelled these skipping kerns to trust their heels,
But the Norweyan lord, surveying vantage,
With furbished arms and new supplies of men,
Began a fresh assault.
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DUNCAN Dismayed not this our captains, Macbeth and Banquo?
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DUNCAN Dismayed not this our captains, Macbeth and Banquo?
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CAPTAIN 35 Yes, as sparrows eagles, or the hare the lion.
If I say sooth, I must report they were
As cannons overcharged with double cracks,
So they doubly redoubled strokes upon the foe.
Except they meant to bathe in reeking wounds,
40 Or memorize another Golgotha,
I cannot tell—
But I am faint, my gashes cry for help.
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CAPTAIN Yes, as sparrows eagles, or the hare the lion.
If I say sooth, I must report they were
As cannons overcharged 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.
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DUNCAN So well thy words become thee as thy wounds;
They smack of honor both. Go get him surgeons.
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DUNCAN So well thy words become thee as thy wounds;
They smack of honor both. Go get him surgeons.
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Exit CAPTAIN with attendants
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Exit CAPTAIN with attendants
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Enter ROSS and ANGUS
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Enter ROSS and ANGUS
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45 Who comes here?
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Who comes here?
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MALCOLM The worthy thane of Ross.
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MALCOLM The worthy thane of Ross.
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LENNOX What a haste looks through his eyes! So should he look
That seems to speak things strange.
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LENNOX What a haste looks through his eyes! So should he look
That seems to speak things strange.
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ROSS God save the king.
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ROSS God save the king.
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DUNCAN Whence cam’st thou, worthy thane?
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DUNCAN Whence cam’st thou, worthy thane?
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ROSS From Fife, great king,
Where the Norweyan banners flout the sky
50 And fan our people cold.
Norway himself, with terrible numbers,
Assisted by that most disloyal traitor,
The thane of Cawdor, began a dismal conflict,
Till that Bellona’s bridegroom, lapped in proof,
55 Confronted him with self-comparisons,
Point against point, rebellious arm 'gainst arm,
Curbing his lavish spirit; and to conclude,
The victory fell on us.
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ROSS From Fife, great king,
Where the Norweyan banners flout the sky
And fan our people cold.
Norway himself, with terrible numbers,
Assisted by that most disloyal traitor,
The thane of Cawdor, began a dismal conflict,
Till that Bellona’s bridegroom, lapped in proof,
Confronted him with self-comparisons,
Point against point, rebellious arm 'gainst arm,
Curbing his lavish spirit; and to conclude,
The victory fell on us.
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DUNCAN Great happiness!
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DUNCAN Great happiness!
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ROSS That now
Sweno, the Norways' king, craves composition.
60 Nor would we deign him burial of his men
Till he disbursed at Saint Colme’s Inch
Ten thousand dollars to our general use.
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ROSS That now
Sweno, the Norways' king, craves composition.
Nor would we deign him burial of his men
Till he disbursed at Saint Colme’s Inch
Ten thousand dollars to our general use.
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DUNCAN No more that thane of Cawdor shall deceive
Our bosom interest: go pronounce his present death,
65 And with his former title greet Macbeth.
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DUNCAN No more that thane of Cawdor shall deceive
Our bosom interest: go pronounce his present death,
And with his former title greet Macbeth.
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ROSS I’ll see it done.
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ROSS I’ll see it done.
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DUNCAN What he hath lost, noble Macbeth hath won.
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DUNCAN What he hath lost, noble Macbeth hath won.
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Exeunt
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Exeunt
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Modern Text |
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Alarum within. Enter KING DUNCAN , MALCOLM , DONALBAIN , LENNOX , with attendants, meeting a bleeding CAPTAIN
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Alarum within. Enter KING DUNCAN , MALCOLM , DONALBAIN , LENNOX , with attendants, meeting a bleeding CAPTAIN
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DUNCAN What bloody man is that? He can report,
As seemeth by his plight, of the revolt
The newest state.
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DUNCAN What bloody man is that? He can report,
As seemeth by his plight, of the revolt
The newest state.
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MALCOLM This is the sergeant
Who like a good and hardy soldier fought
5 'Gainst my captivity. Hail, brave friend!
Say to the king the knowledge of the broil
As thou didst leave it.
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MALCOLM This is the sergeant
Who like a good and hardy soldier fought
'Gainst my captivity. Hail, brave friend!
Say to the king the knowledge of the broil
As thou didst leave it.
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CAPTAIN Doubtful it stood,
As two spent swimmers that do cling together
And choke their art. The merciless Macdonwald—
10 Worthy to be a rebel, for to that
The multiplying villanies of nature
Do swarm upon him—from the Western Isles
Of kerns and gallowglasses is supplied,
And fortune, on his damnèd quarrel smiling,
15 Showed like a rebel’s whore. But all’s too weak,
For brave Macbeth—well he deserves that name—
Disdaining fortune, with his brandished steel,
Which smoked with bloody execution,
Like valor’s minion carved out his passage
20 Till he faced the slave;
Which ne'er shook hands, nor bade farewell to him,
Till he unseamed him from the nave to th' chops,
And fixed his head upon our battlements.
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CAPTAIN Doubtful it stood,
As two spent swimmers that do cling together
And choke their art. The merciless Macdonwald—
Worthy to be a rebel, for to that
The multiplying villanies of nature
Do swarm upon him—from the Western Isles
Of kerns and gallowglasses is supplied,
And fortune, on his damnèd quarrel smiling,
Showed like a rebel’s whore. But all’s too weak,
For brave Macbeth—well he deserves that name—
Disdaining fortune, with his brandished steel,
Which smoked with bloody execution,
Like valor’s minion carved out his passage
Till he faced the slave;
Which ne'er shook hands, nor bade farewell to him,
Till he unseamed him from the nave to th' chops,
And fixed his head upon our battlements.
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DUNCAN O valiant cousin! Worthy gentleman!
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DUNCAN O valiant cousin! Worthy gentleman!
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CAPTAIN 25 As whence the sun 'gins his reflection
Shipwracking storms and direful thunders break,
So from that spring whence comfort seemed to come
Discomfort swells. Mark, King of Scotland, mark:
No sooner justice had, with valor armed,
30 Compelled these skipping kerns to trust their heels,
But the Norweyan lord, surveying vantage,
With furbished arms and new supplies of men,
Began a fresh assault.
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CAPTAIN As whence the sun 'gins his reflection
Shipwracking storms and direful thunders break,
So from that spring whence comfort seemed to come
Discomfort swells. Mark, King of Scotland, mark:
No sooner justice had, with valor armed,
Compelled these skipping kerns to trust their heels,
But the Norweyan lord, surveying vantage,
With furbished arms and new supplies of men,
Began a fresh assault.
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DUNCAN Dismayed not this our captains, Macbeth and Banquo?
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DUNCAN Dismayed not this our captains, Macbeth and Banquo?
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CAPTAIN 35 Yes, as sparrows eagles, or the hare the lion.
If I say sooth, I must report they were
As cannons overcharged with double cracks,
So they doubly redoubled strokes upon the foe.
Except they meant to bathe in reeking wounds,
40 Or memorize another Golgotha,
I cannot tell—
But I am faint, my gashes cry for help.
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CAPTAIN Yes, as sparrows eagles, or the hare the lion.
If I say sooth, I must report they were
As cannons overcharged 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.
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DUNCAN So well thy words become thee as thy wounds;
They smack of honor both. Go get him surgeons.
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DUNCAN So well thy words become thee as thy wounds;
They smack of honor both. Go get him surgeons.
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Exit CAPTAIN with attendants
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Exit CAPTAIN with attendants
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Enter ROSS and ANGUS
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Enter ROSS and ANGUS
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45 Who comes here?
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Who comes here?
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MALCOLM The worthy thane of Ross.
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MALCOLM The worthy thane of Ross.
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LENNOX What a haste looks through his eyes! So should he look
That seems to speak things strange.
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LENNOX What a haste looks through his eyes! So should he look
That seems to speak things strange.
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ROSS God save the king.
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ROSS God save the king.
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DUNCAN Whence cam’st thou, worthy thane?
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DUNCAN Whence cam’st thou, worthy thane?
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ROSS From Fife, great king,
Where the Norweyan banners flout the sky
50 And fan our people cold.
Norway himself, with terrible numbers,
Assisted by that most disloyal traitor,
The thane of Cawdor, began a dismal conflict,
Till that Bellona’s bridegroom, lapped in proof,
55 Confronted him with self-comparisons,
Point against point, rebellious arm 'gainst arm,
Curbing his lavish spirit; and to conclude,
The victory fell on us.
|
ROSS From Fife, great king,
Where the Norweyan banners flout the sky
And fan our people cold.
Norway himself, with terrible numbers,
Assisted by that most disloyal traitor,
The thane of Cawdor, began a dismal conflict,
Till that Bellona’s bridegroom, lapped in proof,
Confronted him with self-comparisons,
Point against point, rebellious arm 'gainst arm,
Curbing his lavish spirit; and to conclude,
The victory fell on us.
|
|
DUNCAN Great happiness!
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DUNCAN Great happiness!
|
|
ROSS That now
Sweno, the Norways' king, craves composition.
60 Nor would we deign him burial of his men
Till he disbursed at Saint Colme’s Inch
Ten thousand dollars to our general use.
|
ROSS That now
Sweno, the Norways' king, craves composition.
Nor would we deign him burial of his men
Till he disbursed at Saint Colme’s Inch
Ten thousand dollars to our general use.
|
|
DUNCAN No more that thane of Cawdor shall deceive
Our bosom interest: go pronounce his present death,
65 And with his former title greet Macbeth.
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DUNCAN No more that thane of Cawdor shall deceive
Our bosom interest: go pronounce his present death,
And with his former title greet Macbeth.
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ROSS I’ll see it done.
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ROSS I’ll see it done.
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DUNCAN What he hath lost, noble Macbeth hath won.
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DUNCAN What he hath lost, noble Macbeth hath won.
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Exeunt
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Exeunt
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