No Fear Shakespeare
Macbeth
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Act 2, Scene 3, Page 6
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BANQUO
Too cruel any where.
Dear Duff, I prithee, contradict thyself,
And say it is not so.
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BANQUO
It would be a terrible event no matter where it happened. Dear
Macduff, I beg you, tell us you were lying and say it isn’t
so.
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Enter MACBETH,
LENNOX, and ROSS
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MACBETH and LENNOX reenter, with
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MACBETH
Had I but died an hour before this chance,
I had lived a blessèd time, for from this instant
There’s nothing serious in mortality.
All is but toys. Renown and grace is dead.
The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees
Is left this vault to brag of.
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MACBETH
If I had only died an hour before this event I could say I had
lived a blessed life. Because from this moment on, there is nothing
worth living for. Everything is a sick joke. The graceful and
renowned king is dead. The wine of life has been poured out, and
only the dregs remain.
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Enter MALCOLM and
DONALBAIN
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MALCOLM and DONALBAIN
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DONALBAIN
What is amiss?
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DONALBAIN
What’s wrong?
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MACBETH
You are, and do not know ’t.
The spring, the head, the fountain of your blood
Is stopped; the very source of it is stopped.
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MACBETH
You are, but you don’t know it yet. The source from which
your royal blood comes has been stopped.
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MACDUFF
Your royal father’s murdered.
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MACDUFF
Your royal father is murdered.
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MALCOLM
Oh,
by whom?
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MALCOLM
Who did it?
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LENNOX
Those of his chamber, as it seemed, had done ’t.
Their hands and faces were all badged with blood.
So were their daggers, which unwiped we found
Upon their pillows. They stared, and were distracted.
No man’s life was to be trusted with them.
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LENNOX
It seems that the guards who were supposed to be protecting his
chamber did it. Their hands and faces were all covered with blood.
So were their daggers, which we found on their pillows, unwiped.
They stared at us in confusion. No one’s life should have
been entrusted to them.
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MACBETH
Oh, yet I do repent me of my fury,
That I did kill them.
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MACBETH
And yet I still regret the anger that drove me to kill
them.
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