No Fear Shakespeare
Macbeth
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Act 1, Scene 2, Page 2
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CAPTAIN
As whence the sun 'gins his reflection
Shipwracking storms and direful thunders break,
So from that spring whence comfort seemed to come
Discomfort swells. Mark, King of Scotland, mark:
No sooner justice had, with valor armed,
Compelled these skipping kerns to trust their heels,
But the Norweyan lord, surveying vantage,
With furbished arms and new supplies of men,
Began a fresh assault.
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CAPTAIN
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
Dismayed not this our captains, Macbeth and Banquo?
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DUNCAN
Didn’t this frighten our captains, Macbeth and
Banquo?
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CAPTAIN
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 memorize another Golgotha,
I cannot tell—
But I am faint, my gashes cry for help.
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CAPTAIN
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
So well thy words become thee as thy wounds;
They smack of honor both. Go get him surgeons.
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DUNCAN
Your words, like your wounds, bring you honor. Take him to the
surgeons.
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Exit CAPTAIN with attendants |
The CAPTAIN exits, helped by
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Enter ROSS and
ANGUS
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ROSS and ANGUS
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Who comes here?
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Who is this?
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MALCOLM
The
worthy thane of Ross.
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MALCOLM
The worthy Thane of Ross.
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LENNOX
What a haste looks through his eyes! So should he look
That seems to speak things strange.
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LENNOX
His eyes seem frantic! He looks like someone with a strange tale
to tell.
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