لخّصلي

Act 3, Scene 1 Enter BANQUO BANQUO enters.Ere the bat hath flown His cloistered flight, ere to black Hecate's summons The shard-borne beetle with his drowsy hums Hath rung night's yawning peal, there shall be done A deed of dreadful note.95 100 105 110 MACBETH Ay, in the catalogue ye go for men, As hounds and greyhounds, mongrels, spaniels, curs, Shoughs, water-rugs, and demi-wolves are clept All by the name of dogs.This I made good to you In our last conference, passed in probation with you, How you were borne in hand, how crossed, the instruments, Who wrought with them, and all things else that might To half a soul and to a notion crazed Say, "Thus did Banquo." MACBETH Well, did you think about what I said? You should know that it was Banquo who made your lives hell for so long, which you always thought was my fault. But I was innocent. I showed you the proof at our last meeting. I explained how you were deceived, how you were thwarted, the things that were used against you, who was working against you, and a lot of other things that would convince even a half-wit or a crazy person to say, "Banquo did it!"Let your remembrance Apply to Banquo; present him eminence, Both with eye and tongue: unsafe the while that we Must lave our honors in these flattering streams, And make our faces vizards to our hearts, Disguising what they are.The valued file Distinguishes the swift, the slow, the subtle, The housekeeper, the hunter, every one According to the gift which bounteous nature Hath in him closed, whereby he does receive Particular addition, from the bill That writes them all alike.No Fear Shakespeare - Macbeth (by SparkNotes) -32- Original Text Modern Text SECOND MURDERER I am one, my liege, Whom the vile blows and buffets of the world Have so incensed that I am reckless what I do to spite the world.BANQUO My lord, I won't miss it. 35 MACBETH We hear our bloody cousins are bestowed In England and in Ireland, not confessing Their cruel parricide, filling their hearers With strange invention.Upon my head they placed a fruitless crown And put a barren scepter in my grip, Thence to be wrenched with an unlineal hand, No son of mine succeeding.Just as hounds and greyhounds, mongrels, spaniels, mutts, shaggy lapdogs, swimming dogs, and wolf-dog crossbreeds are all dogs.Fear Shakespeare - Macbeth (by SparkNotes) -30- Original Text Modern Text 40 MACBETH I wish your horses swift and sure of foot, And so I do commend you to their backs.Act 3, Scene 2, Page 2 LADY MACBETH LADY MACBETHNo Fear Shakespeare - Macbeth (by SparkNotes) -34- Original Text Modern Text 30 Come on, gentle my lord, Sleek o'er your rugged looks.Before the bat flies through the castle, and before the dung beetle makes his little humming noise to tell us it's nighttime, a dreadful deed will be done.If 't be so, For Banquo's issue have I filed my mind; For them the gracious Duncan have I murdered; Put rancors in the vessel of my peace Only for them; and mine eternal jewel Given to the common enemy of man, To make them kings, the seed of Banquo kings!If this is true, then I've tortured my conscience and murdered the gracious Duncan for Banquo's sons.Now, if you have a station in the file, Not i' th' worst rank of manhood, say 't, And I will put that business in your bosoms, Whose execution takes your enemy off, Grapples you to the heart and love of us, Who wear our health but sickly in his life, Which in his death were perfect.Fear Shakespeare - Macbeth (by SparkNotes) -33- Original Text Modern Text Exeunt MURDERERS The MURDERERS exit.BANQUO Ay, my good lord.MACBETH Argh!

Act 3, Scene 1
Enter BANQUO
BANQUO enters.
5
10
BANQUO
Thou hast it now: king, Cawdor, Glamis, all,
As the weird women promised, and I fear
Thou played’st most foully for ’t. Yet it was said
It should not stand in thy posterity,
But that myself should be the root and father
Of many kings. If there come truth from them—
As upon thee, Macbeth, their speeches shine—
Why, by the verities on thee made good,
May they not be my oracles as well,
And set me up in hope? But hush, no more. No Fear Shakespeare – Macbeth (by SparkNotes)
-29-
Original Text Modern Text
Sennet sounded. Enter MACBETH, as king, LADY
MACBETH, as
queen, LENNOX, ROSS, LORDS,LADIES, and
attendants
A trumpet plays. MACBETH enters dressed as
king, and LADY MACBETH enters dressed as
queen, together
with LENNOX, ROSS, LORDS,LADIES, and their
attendants
MACBETH
Here’s our chief guest.
MACBETH
(indicating BANQUO) Here’s our most important
guest.
LADY MACBETH
If he had been forgotten,
It had been as a gap in our great feast,
And all-thing unbecoming.
LADY MACBETH
If we forgot him, our big celebration wouldn’t be
complete, and that wouldn’t be any good.
15
MACBETH
Tonight we hold a solemn supper, sir,
And I’ll request your presence.
MACBETH
(to BANQUO) Tonight we’re having a ceremonial
banquet, and I want you to be there.
BANQUO
Let your highness
Command upon me, to the which my duties
Are with a most indissoluble tie
Forever knit.
BANQUO
Whatever your highness commands me to do, it
is always my duty to do it.
Act 3, Scene 1, Page 2
20
MACBETH
Ride you this afternoon?
MACBETH
Are you going riding this afternoon?
BANQUO
Ay, my good lord.
BANQUO
Yes, my good lord.
25
MACBETH
We should have else desired your good advice—
Which still hath been both grave and prosperous—
In this day’s council, but we’ll take tomorrow.
Is ’t far you ride?
MACBETH
We would have liked to have heard your good
advice, which has always been serious and
helpful, at the council today, but we’ll wait until
tomorrow. Are you riding far?
BANQUO
As far, my lord, as will fill up the time
'Twixt this and supper. Go not my horse the better,
I must become a borrower of the night
For a dark hour or twain.
BANQUO
I’m going far enough that I’ll be riding from now
until dinner. Unless my horse goes faster than
expected, I will be back an hour or two after
sunset.
MACBETH
Fail not our feast.
MACBETH
Don’t miss our feast.
30
BANQUO
My lord, I will not.
BANQUO
My lord, I won’t miss it.
35
MACBETH
We hear our bloody cousins are bestowed
In England and in Ireland, not confessing
Their cruel parricide, filling their hearers
With strange invention. But of that tomorrow,
When therewithal we shall have cause of state
Craving us jointly. Hie you to horse. Adieu,
Till your return at night. Goes Fleance with you?
MACBETH
We hear that the princes, those murderers, have
hidden in England and Ireland. They haven’t
confessed to cruelly murdering their own father,
and they’ve been making up strange lies to tell
their hosts. But we can talk more about that
tomorrow, when we’ll discuss matters of state that
concern us both. Hurry up and get to your horse.
Good-bye, until you return tonight. Is Fleance
going with you?
BANQUO
Ay, my good lord. Our time does call upon ’s.
BANQUO
Yes, my good lord. It’s time we hit the road. Fear Shakespeare – Macbeth (by SparkNotes)
-30-
Original Text Modern Text
40
MACBETH
I wish your horses swift and sure of foot,
And so I do commend you to their backs.
Farewell.
MACBETH
I hope your horses are fast and surefooted. And
with that, I send you to them. Farewell.
Exit BANQUO
BANQUO exits.
45
Let every man be master of his time
Till seven at night. To make society
The sweeter welcome, we will keep ourself
Till suppertime alone. While then, God be with you!
Everybody may do as they please until seven
o'clock tonight. In order to make your company
even more enjoyable, I’m going to keep to myself
until suppertime. Until then, God be with you!
Act 3, Scene 1, Page 3
Exeunt all except MACBETH and a SERVANT Everyone exits except MACBETH and
aSERVANT
Sirrah, a word with you. Attend those men
Our pleasure?
(to the SERVANT) You there, let me have a word
with you. Are those men waiting for me?
SERVANT
They are, my lord, without the palace gate.
SERVANT
They’re waiting outside the palace gate, my lord.
MACBETH
Bring them before us.
MACBETH
Bring them to me.
Exit SERVANT The SERVANT exits.
50
55
60
65
70
To be thus is nothing,
But to be safely thus. Our fears in Banquo
Stick deep, and in his royalty of nature
Reigns that which would be feared. 'Tis much he
dares,
And to that dauntless temper of his mind
He hath a wisdom that doth guide his valor
To act in safety. There is none but he
Whose being I do fear, and under him
My genius is rebuked, as it is said
Mark Antony’s was by Caesar. He chid the sisters
When first they put the name of king upon me
And bade them speak to him. Then, prophetlike,
They hailed him father to a line of kings.
Upon my head they placed a fruitless crown
And put a barren scepter in my grip,
Thence to be wrenched with an unlineal hand,
No son of mine succeeding. If ’t be so,
For Banquo’s issue have I filed my mind;
For them the gracious Duncan have I murdered;
Put rancors in the vessel of my peace
Only for them; and mine eternal jewel
Given to the common enemy of man,
To make them kings, the seed of Banquo kings!
Rather than so, come fate into the list,
And champion me to th' utterance. Who’s there?
To be the king is nothing if I’m not safe as the
king. I’m very afraid of Banquo. There’s
something noble about him that makes me fear
him. He’s willing to take risks, and his mind never
stops working. He has the wisdom to act bravely
but also safely. I’m not afraid of anyone but him.
Around him, my guardian angel is frightened, just
as Mark Antony’s angel supposedly feared
Octavius Caesar. Banquo chided the witches
when they first called me king, asking them to tell
him his own future. Then, like prophets, they
named him the father to a line of kings. They
gave me a crown and a scepter that I can’t pass
on. Someone outside my family will take these
things away from me, since no son of mine will
take my place as king. If this is true, then I’ve
tortured my conscience and murdered the
gracious Duncan for Banquo’s sons. I’ve ruined
my own peace for their benefit. I’ve handed over
my everlasting soul to the devil so that they could
be kings. Banquo’s sons, kings! Instead of
watching that happen, I will challenge fate to
battle and fight to the death. Who’s there!
Enter SERVANT and two MURDERERS The SERVANT comes back in with
twoMURDERERS
Act 3, Scene 1, Page 4
75 Now go to the door and stay there till we call. Now go to the door and stay there until I call for Fear Shakespeare – Macbeth (by SparkNotes)
-31-
Original Text Modern Text
you.
Exit SERVANT The SERVANT exits.
Was it not yesterday we spoke together? Wasn’t it just yesterday that we spoke to each
other?
FIRST MURDERER
It was, so please your highness.
FIRST MURDERER
It was yesterday, your highness.
80
85
MACBETH
Well then, now
Have you considered of my speeches? Know
That it was he, in the times past, which held you
So under fortune, which you thought had been
Our innocent self. This I made good to you
In our last conference, passed in probation with you,
How you were borne in hand, how crossed, the
instruments,
Who wrought with them, and all things else that
might
To half a soul and to a notion crazed
Say, “Thus did Banquo.”
MACBETH
Well, did you think about what I said? You should
know that it was Banquo who made your lives
hell for so long, which you always thought was
my fault. But I was innocent. I showed you the
proof at our last meeting. I explained how you
were deceived, how you were thwarted, the
things that were used against you, who was
working against you, and a lot of other things that
would convince even a half-wit or a crazy person
to say, “Banquo did it!”
FIRST MURDERER
You made it known to us.
FIRST MURDERER
You explained it all.
90
MACBETH
I did so, and went further, which is now
Our point of second meeting. Do you find
Your patience so predominant in your nature
That you can let this go? Are you so gospeled
To pray for this good man and for his issue,
Whose heavy hand hath bowed you to the grave
And beggared yours forever?
MACBETH
I did that and more, which brings me to the point
of this second meeting. Are you so patient and
forgiving that you’re going to let him off the hook?
Are you so pious that you would pray for this
man and his children, a man who has pushed
you toward an early grave and put your family in
poverty forever?
FIRST MURDERER
We are men, my liege.
FIRST MURDERER
We are men, my lord.
95
100
105
110
MACBETH
Ay, in the catalogue ye go for men,
As hounds and greyhounds, mongrels, spaniels,
curs,
Shoughs, water-rugs, and demi-wolves are clept
All by the name of dogs. The valued file
Distinguishes the swift, the slow, the subtle,
The housekeeper, the hunter, every one
According to the gift which bounteous nature
Hath in him closed, whereby he does receive
Particular addition, from the bill
That writes them all alike. And so of men.
Now, if you have a station in the file,
Not i' th' worst rank of manhood, say ’t,
And I will put that business in your bosoms,
Whose execution takes your enemy off,
Grapples you to the heart and love of us,
Who wear our health but sickly in his life,
Which in his death were perfect.
MACBETH
Yes, you’re part of the species called men. Just
as hounds and greyhounds, mongrels, spaniels,
mutts, shaggy lapdogs, swimming dogs, and
wolf-dog crossbreeds are all dogs. But if you list
the different kinds of dogs according to their
qualities, you can distinguish which breeds are
fast or slow, which ones are clever, which ones
are watchdogs, and which ones hunters. You can
classify each dog according to the natural gifts
that separate it from all other dogs. It’s the same
with men. Now, if you occupy some place in the
list of men that isn’t down at the very bottom, tell
me. Because if that’s the case, I will tell you a
plan that will get rid of your enemy and bring you
closer to me. As long as Banquo lives, I am sick.
I’ll be healthy when he is dead. No Fear Shakespeare – Macbeth (by SparkNotes)
-32-
Original Text Modern Text
SECOND MURDERER
I am one, my liege,
Whom the vile blows and buffets of the world
Have so incensed that I am reckless what
I do to spite the world.
SECOND MURDERER
My lord, I’ve been so kicked around by the world,
and I’m so angry, that I don’t even care what I
do.
115
FIRST MURDERER
And I another
So weary with disasters, tugged with fortune,
That I would set my life on any chance,
To mend it or be rid on ’t.
FIRST MURDERER
I’m the same. I’m so sick of bad luck and trouble
that I’d risk my life on any bet, as long as it would
either fix my life or end it once and for all.
MACBETH
Both of you
Know Banquo was your enemy.
MACBETH
You both know Banquo was your enemy.
BOTH MURDERERS
True, my lord.
BOTH MURDERERS
It’s true, my lord.
120
125
MACBETH
So is he mine; and in such bloody distance
That every minute of his being thrusts
Against my near’st of life. And though I could
With barefaced power sweep him from my sight
And bid my will avouch it, yet I must not,
For certain friends that are both his and mine,
Whose loves I may not drop, but wail his fall
Who I myself struck down. And thence it is,
That I to your assistance do make love,
Masking the business from the common eye
For sundry weighty reasons.
MACBETH
He’s my enemy too, and I hate him so much that
every minute he’s alive it eats away at my heart.
Since I’m king, I could simply use my power to
get rid of him. But I can’t do that, because he and
I have friends in common whom I need, so I have
to be able to moan and cry over his death in
public even though I’ll be the one who had him
killed. That’s why I need your help right now. I
have to hide my real plans from the public eye
for many important reasons.
Act 3, Scene 1, Page 6
130
SECOND MURDERER
We shall, my lord,
Perform what you command us.
SECOND MURDERER
We’ll do what you want us to, my lord.
FIRST MURDERER
Though our lives—
FIRST MURDERER
Though our lives—
135
140
MACBETH
Your spirits shine through you. Within this hour at
most
I will advise you where to plant yourselves,
Acquaint you with the perfect spy o' th' time,
The moment on ’t; for ’t must be done tonight,
And something from the palace; always thought
That I require a clearness. And with him—
To leave no rubs nor botches in the work—
Fleance, his son, that keeps him company,
Whose absence is no less material to me
Than is his father’s, must embrace the fate
Of that dark hour. Resolve yourselves apart.
I’ll come to you anon.
MACBETH
(interrupts him) I can see the determination in
your eyes. Within the next hour I’ll tell you where
to go and exactly when to strike. It must be done
tonight, away from the palace. Always remember
that I must be free from suspicion. For the plan to
work perfectly, you must kill both Banquo and his
son, Fleance, who keeps him company. Getting
rid of Fleance is as important to me as knocking
off Banquo. Each of you should make up your
own mind about whether you’re going to do this.
I’ll come to you soon.
BOTH MURDERERS
We are resolved, my lord.
BOTH MURDERERS
We have decided, my lord. We’re in.
145
MACBETH
I’ll call upon you straight. Abide within.
MACBETH
I’ll call for you soon. Stay inside. Fear Shakespeare – Macbeth (by SparkNotes)
-33-
Original Text Modern Text
Exeunt MURDERERS The MURDERERS exit.
It is concluded. Banquo, thy soul’s flight,
If it find heaven, must find it out tonight.
The deal is closed. Banquo, if your soul is going
to make it to heaven, tonight’s the night.
Exit
He exits.
Act 3, Scene 2
Enter LADY MACBETH and a SERVANT
LADY MACBETH and a SERVANT enter.
LADY MACBETH
Is Banquo gone from court?
LADY MACBETH
Has Banquo left the court?
SERVANT
Ay, madam, but returns again tonight.
SERVANT
Yes, madam, but he’ll be back tonight.
LADY MACBETH
Say to the king I would attend his leisure
For a few words.
LADY MACBETH
Go tell the king I want to talk to him for a few
minutes.
5
SERVANT
Madam, I will.
SERVANT
No problem, madam.
Exit SERVANT The SERVANT exits.
LADY MACBETH
Naught’s had, all’s spent,
Where our desire is got without content.
'Tis safer to be that which we destroy
Than by destruction dwell in doubtful joy.
LADY MACBETH
If you get what you want and you’re still not
happy, you’ve spent everything and gained
nothing. It’s better to be the person who gets
murdered than to be the killer and be tormented
with anxiety.
Enter MACBETH
MACBETH enters.
10 How now, my lord! Why do you keep alone,
Of sorriest fancies your companions making,
Using those thoughts which should indeed have died
With them they think on? Things without all remedy
Should be without regard. What’s done is done.
What’s going on, my lord? Why are you keeping
to yourself, with only your sad thoughts to keep
you company? Those thoughts should have died
when you killed the men you’re thinking about. If
you can’t fix it, you shouldn’t give it a second
thought. What’s done is done.
15
20
25
MACBETH
We have scorched the snake, not killed it.
She’ll close and be herself whilst our poor malice
Remains in danger of her former tooth.
But let the frame of things disjoint, both the worlds
suffer,
Ere we will eat our meal in fear, and sleep
In the affliction of these terrible dreams
That shake us nightly. Better be with the dead,
Whom we, to gain our peace, have sent to peace,
Than on the torture of the mind to lie
In restless ecstasy. Duncan is in his grave.
After life’s fitful fever he sleeps well.
Treason has done his worst; nor steel nor poison,
Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing
Can touch him further.
MACBETH
We have slashed the snake but not killed it. It will
heal and be as good as new, and we’ll be
threatened by its fangs once again. But the
universe can fall apart, and heaven and earth
crumble, before I’ll eat my meals in fear and
spend my nights tossing and turning with these
nightmares I’ve been having. I’d rather be dead
than endure this endless mental torture and
harrowing sleep deprivation. We killed those men
and sent them to rest in peace so that we could
gain our own peace. Duncan lies in his grave,
through with life’s troubles, and he’s sleeping
well. We have already done the worst we can do
to him with our treason. After that, nothing can
hurt him further—not weapons, poison, rebellion,
invasion, or anything else.
Act 3, Scene 2, Page 2
LADY MACBETH
LADY MACBETHNo Fear Shakespeare – Macbeth (by SparkNotes)
-34-
Original Text Modern Text
30
Come on, gentle my lord,
Sleek o'er your rugged looks. Be bright and jovial
Among your guests tonight.
Come on, relax, dear. Put on a happy face and
look cheerful and agreeable for your guests
tonight.
35
MACBETH
So shall I, love,
And so, I pray, be you. Let your remembrance
Apply to Banquo; present him eminence,
Both with eye and tongue: unsafe the while that we
Must lave our honors in these flattering streams,
And make our faces vizards to our hearts,
Disguising what they are.
MACBETH
That’s exactly what I’ll do, my love, and I hope
you’ll do the same. Give Banquo your special
attention. Talk to him and look at him in a way
that will make him feel important. We’re in a
dangerous situation, where we have to flatter him
and hide our true feelings.
LADY MACBETH
You must leave this.
LADY MACBETH
You have to stop talking like this.
MACBETH
Oh, full of scorpions is my mind, dear wife!
Thou know’st that Banquo, and his Fleance, lives.
MACBETH
Argh! I feel like my mind is full of scorpions, my
dear wife. You know that Banquo and his son
Fleance are still alive.
40
LADY MACBETH
But in them nature’s copy’s not eterne.
LADY MACBETH
But they can’t live forever.
45
MACBETH
There’s comfort yet; they are assailable.
Then be thou jocund. Ere the bat hath flown
His cloistered flight, ere to black Hecate’s summons
The shard-borne beetle with his drowsy hums
Hath rung night’s yawning peal, there shall be done
A deed of dreadful note.
MACBETH
That’s comforting. They can be killed, it’s true. So
be cheerful. Before the bat flies through the
castle, and before the dung beetle makes his little
humming noise to tell us it’s nighttime, a dreadful
deed will be done.
LADY MACBETH
What’s to be done?
LADY MACBETH
What are you going to do?
Act 3, Scene 2, Page 3
50
55
MACBETH
Be innocent of the knowledge, dearest chuck,
Till thou applaud the deed. Come, seeling night,
Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day
And with thy bloody and invisible hand
Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond
Which keeps me pale. Light thickens, and the crow
Makes wing to th' rooky wood.
Good things of day begin to droop and drowse;
Whiles night’s black agents to their preys do rouse.
Thou marvel’st at my words: but hold thee still.
Things bad begun make strong themselves by ill.
So, prithee, go with me.
MACBETH
It’s better you don’t know about it until after it’s
do