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| | CAPTAIN |
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As whence the sun 'gins his reflection |
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Shipwracking storms and direful thunders break, |
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So from that spring whence comfort seemed to come |
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Discomfort swells. Mark, King of Scotland, mark: |
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No sooner justice had, with valor armed, |
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Compelled these skipping kerns to trust their heels, |
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But the Norweyan lord, surveying vantage, |
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With furbished arms and new supplies of men, |
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Began a fresh assault. |
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| CAPTAIN |
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But in the same way that violent storms always come just as spring
appears, our success against Macdonwald created new problems for us.
Listen to this, King: as soon as we sent those Irish soldiers
running for cover, the Norwegian king saw his chance to attack us
with fresh troops and shiny weapons. |
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| | DUNCAN |
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Dismayed not this our captains, Macbeth and Banquo? |
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| DUNCAN |
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Didn't this frighten our captains, Macbeth and
Banquo? |
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| | CAPTAIN |
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Yes, as sparrows eagles, or the hare the lion. |
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If I say sooth, I must report they were |
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As cannons overcharged with double cracks, |
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So they doubly redoubled strokes upon the foe. |
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Except they meant to bathe in reeking wounds, |
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Or memorize another Golgotha, |
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I cannot tell— |
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But I am faint, my gashes cry for help. |
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| CAPTAIN |
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The new challenge scared them about as much as sparrows frighten
eagles, or rabbits frighten a lion. To tell you the truth, they
fought the new enemy with twice as much force as before; they were
like cannons loaded with double ammunition. Maybe they wanted to
take a bath in their enemies' blood, or make that
battlefield as infamous as Golgotha, where Christ was crucified, I
don't know. But I feel weak. My wounds must be tended
to. |
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| | DUNCAN |
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So well thy words become thee as thy wounds; |
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They smack of honor both. Go get him surgeons. |
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| DUNCAN |
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Your words, like your wounds, bring you honor. Take him to the
surgeons. |
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| The CAPTAIN exits, helped by
attendants. |
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| | MALCOLM |
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The
worthy thane of Ross. |
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| MALCOLM |
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The worthy Thane
of Ross. |
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What a haste looks through his eyes! So should he look |
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That seems to speak things strange. |
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| LENNOX |
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His eyes seem frantic! He looks like someone with a strange tale
to tell. |
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