Review the photo. This scene from a 1999 production of Macbeth depicts the witches.Photo by Jonathan Dockar-Drysdale (c) RSC

Read the passage from act 1, scene 4 of The Tragedy of Macbeth.Macbeth. [Aside.] The Prince of Cumberland! that is a stepOn which I must fall down, or else o’er-leap,For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires!Let not light see my black and deep desires;The eye wink at the hand; yet let that beWhich the eye fears, when it is done, to see.
Read the excerpt from act 5, scene 8 of The Tragedy of Macbeth. Macduff has just killed Macbeth. The stage direction at the beginning of the excerpt has been expanded.Re-enter MACDUFF, with MACBETH’S head in one hand and MACBETH’S crown and sword in the other.Macduff. [To MALCOLM.] Hail, king! for so thou art: behold, where standsThe usurper’s cursed head: the time is free:I see thee compass’d with thy kingdom’s pearl,That speak my salutation in their minds;Whose voices I desire aloud with mine:Hail, King of Scotland!All. Hail, King of Scotland!
Read the excerpt from act 1, scene 3 of The Tragedy of Macbeth.Ross. The king hath happily receiv’d, Macbeth,The news of thy success; and when he readsThy personal venture in the rebels’ fight,His wonders and his praises do contendWhich should be thine or his. Silenc’d with that,In viewing o’er the rest o’ the self-same day,He finds thee in the stout Norweyan ranks,Nothing afeard of what thyself didst make,Strange images of death. As thick as hailCame post with post, and every one did bearThy praises in his kingdom’s great defence,And pour’d them down before him.
Read the excerpt from act 1, scene 5 of The Tragedy of Macbeth. Lady Macbeth and Macbeth are discussing Duncan’s upcoming stay at their castle. Lady Macbeth. And when goes hence?Macbeth. To-morrow, as he purposes.Lady Macbeth. O! neverShall sun that morrow see.Your face, my thane, is as a book where menMay read strange matters. To beguile the time,Look like the time; bear welcome in your eye,Your hand, your tongue: look like the innocent flower,But be the serpent under ’t. He that’s comingMust be provided for; and you shall putThis night’s great business into my dispatch;Which shall to all our nights and days to comeGive solely sovereign sway and masterdom.
Read the passage from act 1, scene 5 of The Tragedy of Macbeth.[Lady Macbeth.] Come, you spiritsThat tend on mortal thoughts! unsex me here,And fill me from the crown to the toe top fullOf direst cruelty; make thick my blood,Stop up the access and passage to remorse,That no compunctious visitings of natureShake my fell purpose, nor keep peace betweenThe effect and it!
Read the excerpt from act 1, scene 3 of The Tragedy of Macbeth.Macbeth. [Aside.] Two truths are told,As happy prologues to the swelling actOf the imperial theme. [To ROSS and ANGUS.] I thank you, gentlemen.[Aside.] This supernatural solicitingCannot be ill, cannot be good; if ill,Why hath it given me earnest of success,Commencing in a truth? I am Thane of Cawdor:If good, why do I yield to that suggestionWhose horrid image doth unfix my hairAnd make my seated heart knock at my ribs,Against the use of nature? Present fearsAre less than horrible imaginings;My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical,Shakes so my single state of man that functionIs smother’d in surmise, and nothing isBut what is not. Banquo. Look, how our partner’s rapt. Macbeth. [Aside.] If chance will have me king, why, chance may crown me,Without my stir.
Read the excerpt from act 3, scene 2 of The Tragedy of Macbeth. Macbeth, who has just become king, is speaking to Lady Macbeth before the evening’s feast.Macbeth. Good things of day begin to droop and drowse,[While] night’s black agents to their preys do rouse.Thou marvell’st at my words: but hold thee still;Things bad begun make strong themselves by ill:So, prithee, go with me.
Excerpt 1: Read the excerpt from act 3, scene 1 of The Tragedy of Macbeth. King Duncan has just been murdered, and Macbeth is now king. Banquo remembers the witches’ prophecy and wonders whether Macbeth played a part in Duncan’s murder.Banquo. Thou hast it now: King, Cawdor, Glamis, all,As the weird women promis’d; and, I fear,Thou play’dst most foully for ’t; yet it was saidIt should not stand in thy posterity,But that myself should be the root and fatherOf 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.Excerpt 2: Read the excerpt from act 3, scene 2 of The Tragedy of Macbeth. Macbeth and Lady Macbeth are preparing for a feast. Macbeth is king, but he cannot forget the witches’ prophecy that Banquo’s sons, not his own, will succeed him.Macbeth. O! full of scorpions is my mind, dear wife;Thou know’st that Banquo and his Fleance lives.Lady Macbeth. But in them nature’s copy’s not eterne.Macbeth. There’s comfort yet; they are assailable;Then be thou jocund. Ere the bat hath flownHis cloister’d flight, ere, to black Hecate’s summonsThe shard-borne beetle with his drowsy humsHath rung night’s yawning peal, there shall be doneA deed of dreadful note.
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