https://drive.google.com/file/d/10nIX1Ildr-vy1CklGUclt0zr1OmxKsWK/view?usp=drivesdk
Think, think, think
Category: Macbeth
Lesson 21 Homework on Act 4; On Act 5 Scene 1
We’re midway through Scene I
I know it’s been a long time coming but we’re finally getting to the end of Macbeth. And I’m talking about THE END (of him)
Our focus is back on Lady Macbeth and her demise. I’m honestly super excited. I’ve been wanting to say “Out, damned spot!” since i found this picture
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1UNH75uUpIjH0zNGuqtcyJNXmqLf97ScC/view?usp=drivesdk
Lessons 14-20: Acts 3 Scene 4 – Act 4 Scene 3
lesson 20
And we are DONE with Scene 3
https://drive.google.com/file/d/13iFJ_u0u4IIWRdEbAznenHYHMLgTT6RZ/view?usp=drivesdk
lesson 19
Continuing Act 4 Scene 3
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1VtX88uW25ulK20QorQt8AW5KP666obxe/view?usp=drivesdk
lesson 18 Rest of Act 4 Scenes 1-2
https://drive.google.com/file/d/10SSELWCXoetlrKJdu0Oi56VCrYPq2wK5/view?usp=drivesdk
lesson 17 Act 4 Scene 1
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1OIDC6PCpgnqDYU5W5uIqCqFDk385363c/view?usp=drivesdk
lesson 16 fast track Act 3 Scene 4 – Act 4 Scene 1
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1V6-xwbQFAQe6iCKM-3___2x1l3KhIK1Z/view?usp=drivesdk
Lesson 15 Act 3 Scene 1-Act 3 Scene 3 (the end)
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1gr5Wc9bnq9J57Y6gJYVPVS2oRS2GTKB6/view?usp=drivesdk
lesson 14 Act 3 Scene 1
https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/125S9_6rDvFybyV–XDo-XmQiC8bnP-lQ
Macbeth Lessons 11-12 Act II Scene II-Act III Scene I
Lesson 11 has become a transition into his self studying; though he still depended on my translations he’s begun to read the different parts on his own.
Covering Act II Scenes II-III, you’ll hear less of me this time
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1XsbMcEIq0gfhI4_vTYrUUXImszdg9GLV/view?usp=drivesdk
Lesson 12 is what I’d like to call tough love. We’re hitting the books, and he’s got his Cambridge issue where there’re photos, guiding vocabulary but no translations given. I’m happy to say he’s progressed where he can (mostly) understand Shakespeare’s language. Mostly.
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1q6AdLhmgxeIApfE1y–bbOtrcq5N6TtF/view?usp=drivesdk
(As usual the Macbeth portion of the lessons don’t last for two hours because I still have to cover different aspects of learning English 😔)
MURRRRRDERRRRR : Macbeth Lesson 10 Act II Scene II
I only had about forty minutes before class ended to go through the first murder in Macbeth. There’s never enough time 😩
To reinforce Lady Macbeth’s behavior from the previous lesson I did an activity where my student had to be just like her. (He got really into it)
I am absolutely anticipating the activities for the rest of the play, and I’m only halfway through my guide!
The best part that despite how blistering the heat was, it rained during my lesson so the thunder and lightning really helped me capture the effect I wanted
woohoo
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1WPfQufcDOrxupXbECTxZVxw2yGVnqpzi/view?usp=drivesdk
Macbeth Lesson 9 Act I Scene VII – Act II Scene I
as I’ve covered the importance of Lady Macbeth’s beguiling ways in the previous lesson, I’ve sped through only mentioning the translations and we’ve finally reached Act II
Blanks are abundant here!
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1_jNAcHxAF1APe4izYrm-AWuh-ZybJ-Eh/view?usp=drivesdk
What comes next is so exciting.
IT’S FINALLY TIME!
We’ve seriously been anticipating this, many student and I.
The tightening of the noose. The lowering of the guillotine.
Tomorrow we cover the first of the dastardly deeds done by our protagonist, Macbeth. And it’ll all start with a dagger
Credits to the original designer of the photo. It’s brilliant.
Macbeth Lesson 7 Act I Scene V
I realize as I watched my student tried to painstakingly translate my blanks, I am cruel.
…Not as cruel as Lady Macbeth planning murder obviously
(Example in the screenshot I took of the worksheet)
Let’s listen:
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1NmQruRDSB5uEB8banZqX8dXemU_9XYl_/view?usp=drivesdk
SCENE V. Inverness. Macbeth’s castle.
Enter LADY MACBETH, reading a letter
‘They met me in the day of success: and I have
learned by the perfectest report, they have more in
them than mortal knowledge. When I burned in desire
to question them further, they made themselves air,
into which they vanished. Whiles I stood rapt in
the wonder of it, came missives from the king, who
all-hailed me ‘Thane of Cawdor;’ by which title,
before, these weird sisters saluted me, and referred
me to the coming on of time, with ‘Hail, king that
shalt be!’ This have I thought good to deliver
thee, my dearest partner of greatness, that thou
mightst not lose the dues of rejoicing, by being
ignorant of what greatness is promised thee. Lay it
to thy heart, and farewell.’
Glamis thou art, and Cawdor; and shalt be
What thou art promised: yet do I fear thy nature;
It is too full o’ the milk of human kindness
To catch the nearest way: thou wouldst be great;
Art not without ambition, but without
The illness should attend it: what thou wouldst highly,
That wouldst thou holily; wouldst not play false,
And yet wouldst wrongly win: thou’ldst have, great Glamis,
That which cries ‘Thus thou must do, if thou have it;
And that which rather thou dost fear to do
Than wishest should be undone.’ Hie thee hither,
That I may pour my spirits in thine ear;
And chastise with the valour of my tongue
All that impedes thee from the golden round,
Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem
To have thee crown’d withal.
Enter a Messenger
Thou’rt mad to say it:
Is not thy master with him? who, were’t so,
Would have inform’d for preparation.
So please you, it is true: our thane is coming:
One of my fellows had the speed of him,
Who, almost dead for breath, had scarcely more
Than would make up his message.
Give him tending;
He brings great news.
Exit MessengerThe raven himself is hoarse
That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan
Under my battlements. Come, you spirits
That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here,
And fill me from the crown to the toe top-full
Of direst cruelty! make thick my blood;
Stop up the access and passage to remorse,
That no compunctious visitings of nature
Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between
The effect and it! Come to my woman’s breasts,
And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers,
Wherever in your sightless substances
You wait on nature’s mischief! Come, thick night,
And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell,
That my keen knife see not the wound it makes,
Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark,
To cry ‘Hold, hold!’
Enter MACBETHGreat Glamis! worthy Cawdor!
Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter!
Thy letters have transported me beyond
This ignorant present, and I feel now
The future in the instant.
O, never
Shall sun that morrow see!
Your face, my thane, is as a book where men
May read strange matters. To beguile the time,
Look like the time; bear welcome in your eye,
Your hand, your tongue: look like the innocent flower,
But be the serpent under’t. He that’s coming
Must be provided for: and you shall put
This night’s great business into my dispatch;
Which shall to all our nights and days to come
Give solely sovereign sway and masterdom.
Only look up clear;
To alter favour ever is to fear:
Leave all the rest to me.
Exeunt
Macbeth: Lesson Act I Scene IV-V
Welcome Lady Macbeth. We’ve been expecting you.
Thanks to the British Council, I had an interesting activity for Scene V.
I was really looking forward to let my student listen to proper acting of certain parts of Macbeth and his wife’s speeches
Then I did the two readings with the same gusto 😆 too
Can’t wait for the next lesson in a few weeks to really get into the unrighteous murder of King Duncan
I may have been too zealous. As homework I left blanks again in the translation but it’s much harder this time. Instead of portions of sentences it’s whole sentences. And the notes too. It’s my student’s turn to research
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1RNzIHUv8tNhGyGWsnN7xD3qP00IxCBvp/view?usp=drivesdk
Welcome hither:
I have begun to plant thee, and will labour
To make thee full of growing. Noble Banquo,
That hast no less deserved, nor must be known
No less to have done so, let me enfold thee
And hold thee to my heart.
My plenteous joys,
Wanton in fulness, seek to hide themselves
In drops of sorrow. Sons, kinsmen, thanes,
And you whose places are the nearest, know
We will establish our estate upon
Our eldest, Malcolm, whom we name hereafter
The Prince of Cumberland; which honour must
Not unaccompanied invest him only,
But signs of nobleness, like stars, shall shine
On all deservers. From hence to Inverness,
And bind us further to you.
The rest is labour, which is not used for you:
I’ll be myself the harbinger and make joyful
The hearing of my wife with your approach;
So humbly take my leave.
[Aside] The Prince of Cumberland! that is a step
On which I must fall down, or else o’erleap,
For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires;
Let not light see my black and deep desires:
The eye wink at the hand; yet let that be,
Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.
Exit
True, worthy Banquo; he is full so valiant,
And in his commendations I am fed;
It is a banquet to me. Let’s after him,
Whose care is gone before to bid us welcome:
It is a peerless kinsman.
Flourish. Exeunt
SCENE V. Inverness. Macbeth’s castle.
Enter LADY MACBETH, reading a letter
‘They met me in the day of success: and I have
learned by the perfectest report, they have more in
them than mortal knowledge. When I burned in desire
to question them further, they made themselves air,
into which they vanished. Whiles I stood rapt in
the wonder of it, came missives from the king, who
all-hailed me ‘Thane of Cawdor;’ by which title,
before, these weird sisters saluted me, and referred
me to the coming on of time, with ‘Hail, king that
shalt be!’ This have I thought good to deliver
thee, my dearest partner of greatness, that thou
mightst not lose the dues of rejoicing, by being
ignorant of what greatness is promised thee. Lay it
to thy heart, and farewell.’
Glamis thou art, and Cawdor; and shalt be
What thou art promised: yet do I fear thy nature;
It is too full o’ the milk of human kindness
To catch the nearest way: thou wouldst be great;
Art not without ambition, but without
The illness should attend it: what thou wouldst highly,
That wouldst thou holily; wouldst not play false,
And yet wouldst wrongly win: thou’ldst have, great Glamis,
That which cries ‘Thus thou must do, if thou have it;
And that which rather thou dost fear to do
Than wishest should be undone.’ Hie thee hither,
That I may pour my spirits in thine ear;
And chastise with the valour of my tongue
All that impedes thee from the golden round,
Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem
To have thee crown’d withal.
Credits to the original designer of the photo. It’s brilliant.
Macbeth: Lesson 5-6 Act I Scenes III-IV
We’ve met the witches again and now get a glimpse of what is going on in Macbeth’s head.
oh, so scary.
The class discussion also includes me summarising scene IV, which promptly caused my student’s brain to fizzle out. We’re about to embark in the two scenes which contribute directly to the crime Macbeth is scheming.
But we still only begin with the dramatic and tragic irony
Come and listen ~ 🙂
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 king
Stands not within the prospect of belief,
No more than to be Cawdor. Say from whence
You owe this strange intelligence? or why
Upon this blasted heath you stop our way
With such prophetic greeting? Speak, I charge you.
Witches vanish
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 melted
As 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 root
That takes the reason prisoner?MACBETH
To the selfsame tune and words. Who’s here?
Enter ROSS and ANGUS
The king hath happily received, Macbeth,
The news of thy success; and when he reads
Thy personal venture in the rebels’ fight,
His wonders and his praises do contend
Which should be thine or his: silenced with that,
In viewing o’er the rest o’ the selfsame day,
He finds thee in the stout Norweyan ranks,
Nothing afeard of what thyself didst make,
Strange images of death. As thick as hail
Came post with post; and every one did bear
Thy praises in his kingdom’s great defence,
And pour’d them down before him.
We are sent
To give thee from our royal master thanks;
Only to herald thee into his sight,
Not pay thee.
And, for an earnest of a greater honour,
He bade me, from him, call thee thane of Cawdor:
In which addition, hail, most worthy thane!
For it is thine.
The thane of Cawdor lives: why do you dress me
In borrow’d robes?
Who was the thane lives yet;
But under heavy judgment bears that life
Which he deserves to lose. Whether he was combined
With those of Norway, or did line the rebel
With hidden help and vantage, or that with both
He labour’d in his country’s wreck, I know not;
But treasons capital, confess’d and proved,
Have overthrown him.
[Aside] Glamis, and thane of Cawdor!
The greatest is behind.
To ROSS and ANGUSThanks for your pains.
To BANQUODo you not hope your children shall be kings,
When those that gave the thane of Cawdor to me
Promised no less to them?
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’s
In deepest consequence.
Cousins, a word, I pray you.
[Aside] Two truths are told,
As happy prologues to the swelling act
Of the imperial theme.–I thank you, gentlemen.
AsideCannot be ill, cannot be good: if ill,
Why hath it given me earnest of success,
Commencing in a truth? I am thane of Cawdor:
If good, why do I yield to that suggestion
Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair
And make my seated heart knock at my ribs,
Against the use of nature? Present fears
Are less than horrible imaginings:
My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical,
Shakes so my single state of man that function
Is smother’d in surmise, and nothing is
But what is not.
[Aside] If chance will have me king, why, chance may crown me,
Without my stir.
New horrors come upon him,
Like our strange garments, cleave not to their mould
But with the aid of use.
[Aside] Come what come may,
Time and the hour runs through the roughest day.
Give me your favour: my dull brain was wrought
With things forgotten. Kind gentlemen, your pains
Are register’d where every day I turn
The leaf to read them. Let us toward the king.
Think upon what hath chanced, and, at more time,
The interim having weigh’d it, let us speak
Our free hearts each to other
SCENE IV. Forres. The palace.
Flourish. Enter DUNCAN, MALCOLM, DONALBAIN, LENNOX, and Attendants
Is execution done on Cawdor? Are not
Those in commission yet return’d?
My liege,
They are not yet come back. But I have spoke
With one that saw him die: who did report
That very frankly he confess’d his treasons,
Implored your highness’ pardon and set forth
A deep repentance: nothing in his life
Became him like the leaving it; he died
As one that had been studied in his death
To throw away the dearest thing he owed,
As ’twere a careless trifle.
There’s no art
To find the mind’s construction in the face:
He was a gentleman on whom I built
An absolute trust.
Enter MACBETH, BANQUO, ROSS, and ANGUSO worthiest cousin!
The sin of my ingratitude even now
Was heavy on me: thou art so far before
That swiftest wing of recompense is slow
To overtake thee. Would thou hadst less deserved,
That the proportion both of thanks and payment
Might have been mine! only I have left to say,
More is thy due than more than all can pay.
Credits to the original designer of the photo. It’s brilliant.
Macbeth Lesson plan update: The rest of Act I Scene III
Credits to the original designer of the photo. It’s brilliant.
As I had a late lunch, a plan began to brew. To speed things up, any translation I deem either too difficult or too minor will be given by me to my student. Plus some notes.
I still want to explain in class but I will leave gaps in translation for him to figure out.
He’s gotta try to understand Shakespeare’s English sooner rather than later.
And I foresaw this taking up a lot of time (and it’s so pivotal in the play), which is the beauty of ~ homework ~
This is the rest of scene 3. Very important turning point for somebody.
Your job is to try translating the lines I’ve left blank. I bolded one as an example
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MACBETHStay, 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 king75Stands not within the prospect of belief,No more than to be Cawdor. Say from whenceYou owe this strange intelligence, or whyUpon this blasted heath you stop our way
With such prophetic greeting. Speak, I charge you. WITCHES VANISH BANQUO 80The earth hath bubbles, as the water has, And these are of them. Whither are they vanished? MACBETH Into the air, and what seemed corporal Melted, as breath into the wind. Would they had stayed. BANQUO Were such things here as we do speak about? 85Or have we eaten on the insane root That takes the reason prisoner? MACBETH Your children shall be kings. BANQUO You shall be king. MACBETH And thane of Cawdor too: went it not so? BANQUO To the selfsame tune and words. Who’s here? ENTER ROSS AND ANGUS ROSS 90The king hath happily received, Macbeth, The news of thy success, and when he reads Thy personal venture in the rebels’ fight, His wonders and his praises do contend Which should be thine or his. Silenced with that, 95In viewing o’er the rest o’ the selfsame day, He finds thee in the stout Norweyan ranks, Nothing afeard of what thyself didst make, Strange images of death. As thick as tale Can post with post, and every one did bear 100Thy praises in his kingdom’s great defense, And poured them down before him ANGUS We are sent To give thee from our royal master thanks, Only to herald thee into his sight, Not pay thee. .ROSS 105And, for an earnest of a greater honor, He bade me, from him, call thee thane of Cawdor: In which addition, hail, most worthy thane, For it is thine. BANQUO What, can the devil speak true? MACBETH The thane of Cawdor lives. Why do you dress me 110In borrowed robes? ANGUS Who was the thane lives yet, But under heavy judgment bears that life Which he deserves to lose. Whether he was combined With those of Norway, or did line the rebel With hidden help and vantage, or that with both 115He labored in his country’s wrack, I know not; But treasons capital, confessed and proved, Have overthrown him. MACBETH Glamis, and thane of Cawdor! The greatest is behind. (to ROSS and ANGUS) Thanks for your pains. 120( to BANQUO) Do you not hope your children shall be kings, When those that gave the thane of Cawdor to me Promised no less to them? BANQUO That, trusted home, Might yet enkindle you unto the crown, Besides the thane of Cawdor. But ’tis strange. 125And oftentimes, to win us to our harm, The instruments of darkness tell us truths, Win us with honest trifles, to betray ’s In deepest consequence. (to ROSS and ANGUS)Cousins, a word, I pray you. BANQUO, ROSS, ANDANGUS MOVE TO ONE SIDE MACBETH 130(aside) Two truths are told, As happy prologues to the swelling act Of the imperial theme. (toROSS and ANGUS) I thank you, gentlemen. (aside) This supernatural soliciting Cannot be ill, cannot be good. If ill, 135Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth? I am thane of Cawdor. If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, 140Against the use of nature? Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings. My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical, Shakes so my single state of man That function is smothered in surmise, 145And nothing is but what is not. BANQUO Look how our partner’s rapt. MACBETH (aside) If chance will have me king, why, chance may crown me Without my stir. BANQUO New honors come upon him, 150Like our strange garments, cleave not to their mold But with the aid of use. MACBETH (aside) Come what come may, Time and the hour runs through the roughest day Worthy Macbeth, we stay upon your leisure. MACBETH 155Give me your favor. My dull brain was wrought With things forgotten. Kind gentlemen, your pains Are registered where every day I turn The leaf to read them. Let us toward the king. 160The interim having weighed it, let us speak Our free hearts each to other. BANQUO Very gladly. MACBETH Till then, enough. (to ROSS and ANGUS) Come, friends. EXEUNT |
MACBETHWait! ____________________ I already know I am the thane of Glamis because I inherited the position when my father, Sinel, died. But how can you call me the thane of Cawdor? The thane of Cawdor is alive, and he’s a rich and powerful man. ____________________Tell me where you learned these strange things, and why you stop us at this desolate place with this prophetic greeting? Speak, I command you. THE WITCHES VANISH.BANQUOThe earth has bubbles, just like the water, and these creatures must have come from a bubble in the earth. ___________________MACBETHInto thin air. Their bodies melted like breath in the wind. I wish they had stayed!BANQUOWere these things we’re talking about really here?Or are we both on drugs? MACBETH Your children will be kings. BANQUO You will be the king. MACBETH And thane of Cawdor too. Isn’t that what they said? BANQUO ____________________ ROSS AND ANGUS ENTER ROSS ___________________ Whenever he hears the story of your exploits in the fight against the rebels, he becomes so amazed it makes him speechless. ____________________ you fought the rebels you also fought against the army of Norway, and that you weren’t the least bit afraid of death, even as you killed everyone around you. Messenger after messenger delivered news of ______________ ANGUS The king sent us _________ and to bring you to him. Your real reward won’t come from us. ROSS And to give you a taste of what’s in store for you, he told me to call you the thane of Cawdor. So hail, thane of Cawdor! That title belongs to you now. BANQUO (shocked) Can the devil tell the truth? MACBETH The thane of Cawdor is still alive. ____________________ ANGUS _________________, but he’s been sentenced to death, and _______________. I don’t know whether he fought on Norway’s side, or if he secretly aided the rebels, or if he fought with both of our enemies. But his treason, which has been proven, and to which he’s confessed, means he’s finished. MACBETH (to himself) It’s just like they said—now I’m the thane of Glamis and the thane of Cawdor. And the best part of what they predicted is still to come. (to ROSS and ANGUS) __________________ (speaking so that only BANQUO can hear) ____________________ BANQUO __________________ you might be on your way to becoming king, as well as thane of Cawdor. _________________. The agents of evil often tell us _________ in order to lead us to our destruction. They earn our _________________, but then they betray us when it will damage us the most. (to ROSS andANGUS) Gentlemen, I’d like to have a word with you, please. ROSS, ANGUS, AND BANQUOMOVE TO ONE SIDE. (to himself) So far the witches ___________________ (to himself) This supernatural temptation doesn’t seem like ____________________ If it’s a bad thing, why was I promised a promotion that turned out to be true? Now I’m the thane of Cawdor, just like they said I would be. But if this is a good thing, why do I find myself thinking about murdering King Duncan, ___________________? The dangers that actually threaten me here and now frighten me less than the horrible things I’m imagining. Even though it’s just a fantasy so far, the mere thought of ____________________. My ability to act is stifled by my thoughts and speculations, and the only things that matter to me are things that don’t really exist. BANQUO Look at Macbeth—he’s ____________________ MACBETH (to himself)______________, perhaps fate will just make it happen and I won’t have to do anything. BANQUO Macbeth is not used to his new titles. They’re like new clothes: they don’t fit until you break them in over time. MACBETH (to himself) One way or another,_____________. BANQUO Good Macbeth, we’re ready when you are. MACBETH I beg your pardon; __________________. Kind gentlemen, I won’t forget the trouble you’ve taken for me whenever I think of this day. Let’s go to the king. (speaking so that only BANQUO can hear) ____________________, _______________, let’s talk. BANQUO Absolutely. MACBETH Until then, we’ve said enough. (to ROSS and ANGUS) Let’s go, my friends. ________ |
The earth hath bubbles ie | Like bubbles pop suddenly into thin air, so too do the three witches suddenly vanish. | Strange images of death | i.e., the contorted bodies of Macbeth’s victims. | trusted home, ie completely trusted. | In deepest consequence, ie in matters of the greatest importance. | unfix my hair, ie make my hair stand up in fright. Against the use of nature, ie unnaturally. Present fears i.e., immediate fears of being killed in battle. |
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