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

More planning : I just couldn’t help myself

I’m sure that even Lady Macbeth didn’t plan this much. She just let the “spirits” take over (not that I buy into her soliloquy; it’s all her and her ambitions)

Macbeth Lesson 8 Act I Scenes VI-VII (diving into it)

Previously on Macbeth 🧐

In Scene 5

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1NmQruRDSB5uEB8banZqX8dXemU_9XYl_/view?usp=drivesdk

We continue with the last of Act 1 (it goes much smoother because I’ve given the play and translations)

It is the moment for Lady Macbeth. And the turning point for her husband.

Basically in Scene 7 it’s where the s*** hits the fan

And for us to learn … how to get what we want😉

Let’s listen to the scenes 6 and the intro to 7 with an activity

My student praised me saying I could be a voice actor. How sweet. I’d be awesome as great, power-hungry women bent on getting their own way 🥰

P.S. my student has a cold so if you hear scary trumpeting, it’s him

SCENE VI. Before Macbeth’s castle.

Hautboys and torches. Enter DUNCAN, MALCOLM, DONALBAIN, BANQUO, LENNOX, MACDUFF, ROSS, ANGUS, and Attendants

DUNCAN

This castle hath a pleasant seat; the air
Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself
Unto our gentle senses.

BANQUO

This guest of summer,
The temple-haunting martlet, does approve,
By his loved mansionry, that the heaven’s breath
Smells wooingly here: no jutty, frieze,
Buttress, nor coign of vantage, but this bird
Hath made his pendent bed and procreant cradle:
Where they most breed and haunt, I have observed,
The air is delicate.
Enter LADY MACBETH

DUNCAN

See, see, our honour’d hostess!
The love that follows us sometime is our trouble,
Which still we thank as love. Herein I teach you
How you shall bid God ‘ild us for your pains,
And thank us for your trouble.

LADY MACBETH

All our service
In every point twice done and then done double
Were poor and single business to contend
Against those honours deep and broad wherewith
Your majesty loads our house: for those of old,
And the late dignities heap’d up to them,
We rest your hermits.

DUNCAN

Where’s the thane of Cawdor?
We coursed him at the heels, and had a purpose
To be his purveyor: but he rides well;
And his great love, sharp as his spur, hath holp him
To his home before us. Fair and noble hostess,
We are your guest to-night.

LADY MACBETH

Your servants ever
Have theirs, themselves and what is theirs, in compt,
To make their audit at your highness’ pleasure,
Still to return your own.

DUNCAN

Give me your hand;
Conduct me to mine host: we love him highly,
And shall continue our graces towards him.
By your leave, hostess.
Exeunt

SCENE VII. Macbeth’s castle.

Hautboys and torches. Enter a Sewer, and divers Servants with dishes and service, and pass over the stage. Then enter MACBETH

MACBETH

If it were done when ’tis done, then ’twere well
It were done quickly: if the assassination
Could trammel up the consequence, and catch
With his surcease success; that but this blow
Might be the be-all and the end-all here,
But here, upon this bank and shoal of time,
We’ld jump the life to come. But in these cases
We still have judgment here; that we but teach
Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return
To plague the inventor: this even-handed justice
Commends the ingredients of our poison’d chalice
To our own lips. He’s here in double trust;
First, as I am his kinsman and his subject,
Strong both against the deed; then, as his host,
Who should against his murderer shut the door,
Not bear the knife myself. Besides, this Duncan
Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been
So clear in his great office, that his virtues
Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against
The deep damnation of his taking-off;
And pity, like a naked new-born babe,
Striding the blast, or heaven’s cherubim, horsed
Upon the sightless couriers of the air,
Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye,
That tears shall drown the wind. I have no spur
To prick the sides of my intent, but only
Vaulting ambition, which o’erleaps itself
And falls on the other.

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

LADY MACBETH

‘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

What is your tidings?

Messenger

The king comes here to-night.

LADY MACBETH

Thou’rt mad to say it:
Is not thy master with him? who, were’t so,
Would have inform’d for preparation.

Messenger

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.

LADY MACBETH

Give him tending;
He brings great news.
Exit Messenger

The 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 MACBETH

Great 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.

MACBETH

My dearest love,
Duncan comes here to-night.

LADY MACBETH

And when goes hence?

MACBETH

To-morrow, as he purposes.

LADY MACBETH

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.

MACBETH

We will speak further.

LADY MACBETH

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

DUNCAN

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.

BANQUO

There if I grow,
The harvest is your own.

DUNCAN

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.

MACBETH

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.

DUNCAN

My worthy Cawdor!

MACBETH

[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

DUNCAN

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

LADY MACBETH

‘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 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  

Play

Translation

Some Notes

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 BANQUO 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. (aside to BANQUO) Think upon what hath chanced, and, at more time, 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. MACBETH (to himself) So far the witches ___________________ (to ROSS and ANGUS)Thank you, gentlemen. (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.

Macbeth Lesson 4 Act I Scene III

https://drive.google.com/open?id=14hw0lmvFuTqtGB6_CXOkZHPrVvxkS98l

Third Witch

A drum, a drum!
Macbeth doth come.

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.
Enter MACBETH and BANQUO

MACBETH

So foul and fair a day I have not seen.

BANQUO

How far is’t call’d to Forres? What are these
So wither’d and so wild in their attire,
That look not like the inhabitants o’ the earth,
And yet are on’t? Live you? or are you aught
That man may question? You seem to understand me,
By each at once her chappy finger laying
Upon her skinny lips: you should be women,
And yet your beards forbid me to interpret
That you are so.

MACBETH

Speak, if you can: what are you?

First Witch

All hail, Macbeth! hail to thee, thane of Glamis!

Second Witch

All hail, Macbeth, hail to thee, thane of Cawdor!

Third Witch

All hail, Macbeth, thou shalt be king hereafter!

BANQUO

Good sir, why do you start; and seem to fear
Things that do sound so fair? I’ the name of truth,
Are ye fantastical, or that indeed
Which outwardly ye show? My noble partner
You greet with present grace and great prediction
Of noble having and of royal hope,
That he seems rapt withal: to me you speak not.
If you can look into the seeds of time,
And say which grain will grow and which will not,
Speak then to me, who neither beg nor fear
Your favours nor your hate.

First Witch

Hail!

Second Witch

Hail!

Third Witch

Hail!

First Witch

Lesser than Macbeth, and greater.

Second Witch

Not so happy, yet much happier.

Third Witch

Thou shalt get kings, though thou be none:
So all hail, Macbeth and Banquo!

Credits to the original designer of the photo. It’s brilliant.

Macbeth Lesson 3 Act I Scene II-III

https://drive.google.com/open?id=1JzovCc2q_iUb7bX5UpQlltQBSNXV4a5Q

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, lapp’d 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!

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,
And with his former title greet Macbeth.

ROSS

I’ll see it done.

DUNCAN

What he hath lost noble Macbeth hath won.
Exeunt

SCENE III. A heath near Forres.

Thunder. Enter the three Witches

First Witch

Where hast thou been, sister?

Second Witch

Killing swine.

Third Witch

Sister, where thou?

First Witch

A sailor’s wife had chestnuts in her lap,
And munch’d, and munch’d, and munch’d:–
‘Give me,’ quoth I:
‘Aroint thee, witch!’ the rump-fed ronyon cries.
Her husband’s to Aleppo gone, master o’ the Tiger:
But in a sieve I’ll thither sail,
And, like a rat without a tail,
I’ll do, I’ll do, and I’ll do.

Second Witch

I’ll give thee a wind.

First Witch

Thou’rt kind.

Third Witch

And I another.

First Witch

I myself have all the other,
And the very ports they blow,
All the quarters that they know
I’ the shipman’s card.
I will drain him dry as hay:
Sleep shall neither night nor day
Hang upon his pent-house lid;
He shall live a man forbid:
Weary se’nnights nine times nine
Shall he dwindle, peak and pine:
Though his bark cannot be lost,
Yet it shall be tempest-tost.
Look what I have.

Second Witch

Show me, show me.

First Witch

Here I have a pilot’s thumb,
Wreck’d as homeward he did come.
Drum within

Credits to the original designer of the photo. It’s brilliant.

Macbeth Lesson 2 Act I Scene II

https://drive.google.com/open?id=1wlgHh4xB6SH-V2gU0OU0gp0dFT9mrgvN

Sergeant

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 damned quarrel smiling,
Show’d like a rebel’s whore: but all’s too weak:
For brave Macbeth–well he deserves that name–
Disdaining fortune, with his brandish’d steel,
Which smoked with bloody execution,
Like valour’s minion carved out his passage
Till he faced the slave;
Which ne’er shook hands, nor bade farewell to him,
Till he unseam’d him from the nave to the chaps,
And fix’d his head upon our battlements.

DUNCAN

O valiant cousin! worthy gentleman!

Sergeant

As whence the sun ‘gins his reflection
Shipwrecking storms and direful thunders break,
So from that spring whence comfort seem’d to come
Discomfort swells. Mark, king of Scotland, mark:
No sooner justice had with valour arm’d
Compell’d these skipping kerns to trust their heels,
But the Norweyan lord surveying vantage,
With furbish’d arms and new supplies of men
Began a fresh assault.

DUNCAN

Dismay’d not this
Our captains, Macbeth and Banquo?

Sergeant

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 memorise 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

Who comes here?
Enter ROSS

MALCOLM

The worthy thane of Ross.

LENNOX

What a haste looks through his eyes! So should he look
That seems to speak things strange.

ROSS

God save the king!

DUNCAN

Whence camest thou, worthy thane?

Credits to the original designer of the photo. It’s brilliant.