No Fear Shakespeare
Macbeth
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Act 5, Scene 8, Page 4
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Hail, King of Scotland!
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Hail, King of Scotland!
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MALCOLM
We shall not spend a large expense of time
Before we reckon with your several loves
And make us even with you. My thanes and kinsmen,
Henceforth be earls, the first that ever Scotland
In such an honor named. What’s more to do,
Which would be planted newly with the time,
As calling home our exiled friends abroad
That fled the snares of watchful tyranny,
Producing forth the cruel ministers
Of this dead butcher and his fiendlike queen,
Who, as ’tis thought, by self and violent hands
Took off her life; this, and what needful else
That calls upon us, by the grace of Grace,
We will perform in measure, time, and place.
So, thanks to all at once and to each one,
Whom we invite to see us crowned at Scone.
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MALCOLM
It won’t be long before I reward each of you as he
deserves. My thanes and kinsmen, I name you all earls, the first
earls that Scotland has ever had. We have a lot to do at the dawn of
this new era. We must call home all of our exiled friends who fled
from the grip of Macbeth’s tyranny, and we must bring to
justice all the evil ministers of this dead butcher and his
demon-like queen, who, rumor has it, committed suicide. This, and
whatever else we are called to do by God, we will do at the right
time and in the right place. So I thank you all, and I invite each
and every one of you to come watch me be crowned king of Scotland at
Scone.
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