Macbeth

Text CAPTAIN** Doubtful it stood,As two spent swimmers that do cling togetherAnd choke their art. The merciless Macdonwald—Worthy to be a rebel, for to thatThe multiplying villanies of natureDo swarm upon him—from the Western IslesOf kerns and gallowglasses is supplied,And fortune, on his damnèd quarrel smiling,Showed like a rebel’s whore. But all’s too weak,For brave Macbeth—well he deserves that name—Disdaining fortune, with his brandished steel,Which smoked with bloody execution,Like valor’s minion carved out his passageTill he faced the slave;Which ne'er shook hands, nor bade farewell to him,Till he unseamed him from the nave to th' chops,And fixed his head upon our battlements.
 * Quote 1:

Modern day English

For a while you couldn’t tell who would win. The armies were like two exhausted swimmers clinging to each other and struggling in the water, unable to move. The villainous rebel Macdonwald was supported by foot soldiers and horsemen from Ireland and the Hebrides, and Lady Luck was with him, smiling cruelly at his enemies as if she were his whore. But Luck and Macdonwald together weren’t strong enough. Brave Macbeth, laughing at Luck, chopped his way through to Macdonwald, who didn’t even have time to say good-bye or shake hands before Macbeth split him open from his navel to his jawbone and stuck his head on our castle walls.
 * CAPTAIN**

ACT 1 SCENE 2 LINES 9-25 PAGE 9

By the pricking of my thumbs,Something wicked this way comes.Open, locks,Whoever knocks.
 * SECOND WITCH**

Modern day English

I can tell that something wicked is coming by the tingling in my thumbs. Doors, open up for whoever is knocking!
 * SECOND WITCH**

ACT 4 SCENE 1 LINES 44-47 PAGE 123

The castle of Macduff I will surprise,Seize upon Fife, give to th' edge o' th' swordHis wife, his babes, and all unfortunate soulsThat trace him in his line. No boasting like a fool.This deed I’ll do before this purpose cool.But no more sights!—Where are these gentlemen?Come, bring me where they are.
 * MACBETH**

Modern day English

I’ll raid Macduff’s castle, seize the town of Fife, and kill his wife, his children, and anyone else unfortunate enough to stand in line for his inheritance. No more foolish talk. I will do this deed before I lose my sense of purpose. But no more spooky visions!—Where are the messengers? Come, bring me to them.
 * MACBETH**

ACT 4 SCENE 1 LINES 171-177 PAGE 131

No more that thane of Cawdor shall deceiveOur bosom interest: go pronounce his present death,And with his former title greet Macbeth.
 * DUNCAN**

modern day english

The thane of Cawdor will never again betray me. Go announce that he will be executed, and tell Macbeth that Cawdor’s titles will be given to him.
 * DUNCAN**

What he hath lost noble Macbeth hath won
 * Duncan**

Modern day enlgish The title of the thane of cordor give to Macbeth

The king hath happily received, 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... Thy praises in his kingdom’s great defense, And poured them down before him. Modern English  The king was happy to hear of your success, Macbeth. Whenever he hears the story of your exploits in the fight against the rebels, he becomes so amazed it makes him speechless...  Messenger after messenger delivered news of your bravery to the king with praise for how you defended his country.
 * ROSS**

Not in the legionsOf horrid hell can come a devil more damnedIn evils to top Macbeth.
 * MACDUFF**

Modern English


 * MACDUFF**Even in hell you couldn’t find a devil worse than Macbeth.