Prompt Pages
Definitions
of obscure or difficult words:
broil (line 6)—a
battle
kerns and
gallowglasses (line 13)—Lightly armed Irish foot
soldiers and heavy armed soldiers.
furbished (line 32)—Improved or repaired, made to
look new
dismayed (line 33)—Upset or shocked about
something surprising that has happened.
bridegroom (line 54)—A man who is getting married,
or has recently gotten married.
deign (line 60)—show disapproval
disbursed (line 61)—having payed
out money from a fund
Act
1 Scene 2 Lines 1-67
Scene
2. [A camp.]
Script is
written in black
Comments and
stage and character directions are written in blue
Before
the scene starts, the Captain lays against a rock (which is represented by a
backpack) center stage. The Captain is
holding a bloody rag to his right side and dagger is stuck in his right thigh
to emphasize that he is wounded by the battle.
Alarum within.
Enter King [Duncan], Malcolm,
a bleeding Captain . King. What bloody
man is that? He can report,
As seemeth by
his plight, of the revolt The newest state. Malcolm. This is the
sergeant
Who like the good and hardy soldier
fought ‘Gainst my
captivity. Hail, brave friend!
Say to the king knowledge of the broil As thou didst leave it. Captain.
Doubtful it stood, As two spent swimmers, that do cling
together And choke their art. The merciless MacDonwald— Worthy to be a rebel for to that The multiplying villainies of nature Do swarm upon him—from the Western Isles Of kerns and gallowglasses
is supplied; And fortune on this damned 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
passage Till he faced the slave;
Which nev’r
shook hands, nor bade farewell to him, Till he unseamed
him from the nave to th’ chops, And fixed his head upon our battlements.
King. O valiant cousin! Worthy gentleman! 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.
King. Dismayed not this Our captains, Macbeth and Banquo? 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.
King. So well thy
words become thee as thy wounds; They smack of honor both. Go get him surgeons.
[Exit Captain, attended.]
Enter Ross and Angus Who comes here?
Malcolm. The worthy
Thane of Ross. Lennox. What a haste looks through his eyes! So Should he look That seems to speak things strange. Ross.
God save the king! King. Whence cam’st thou, worthy Thane? Ross. From Fife, great
King; Where the Norweyan
banners flout the sky And fan our people cold. Norway himself with terrible numbers,
Assisted by that most disloyal traitor The Thane of Cawdor, began a dismal
conflict; Till that Bellona’s bridegroom, lapped
in proof, Confronted him with self-comparisons,
Point against point, rebellious arm ‘gainst arm, Curbing his lavish spirit: and, to
conclude, The victory fell on us. King. Great
happiness! Ross. That
now Sweno, the
Norway’s king, craves composition; Nor would we deign
him burial of his men Till he disbursed, at Satin Colme’s Inch, Ten thousand dollars to our general use.
King.
No more that Thane of Cawdor shall deceive
Out bosom interest: go pronounce his
present death, And with his former title greet
Macbeth.
Ross. I’ll see it
done. King. What he hath
lost, noble Macbeth hath won.
Exeunt |