Read The Complete Works of William Shakespeare In Plain and Simple English (Translated) Online
Authors: WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE
Then be thou jocund: ere the bat hath flown
His cloister'd flight, ere to black Hecate's summons
The shard-borne beetle with his drowsy hums
Hath rung night's yawning peal, there shall be done
A deed of dreadful note.
There’s a comforting thought—they can die.
So be lighthearted: before the bat has flown
tonight into the darkness, before night falls
and the scaly-winged beetle has begun his
evening humming to usher out the day,
a terrible thing will happen.
LADY MACBETH
What's to be done?
What’s going to happen?
MACBETH
Be innocent of the knowledge, dearest chuck,
Till thou applaud the deed. Come, seeling night,
Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day;
And with thy bloody and invisible hand
Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond
Which keeps me pale! Light thickens; and the crow
Makes wing to the rooky wood:
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.
I am not going to tell you, my sweet little chicken,
until you can applaud it. Come, night, and
cover the eye of day. With your bloody
and invisible hand, cancel and rip to pieces
the bond that keeps me pale! Darkness is falling,
and the crow makes its way home to the woods.
The good things of the daytime are drooping
and falling to sleep, while night’s black agents
rise to hunt. You wonder at my words, but be still.
Once they are started, bad things feed on more bad things.
So, please, come with me.
Exeunt
A Park Near the P
alace
Enter three Murderers
First Murderer
But who did bid thee join with us?
But who told you to join us?
Third Murderer
Macbeth.
Macbeth.
Second Murderer
He needs not our mistrust, since he delivers
Our offices and what we have to do
To the direction just.
There’s no need not to trust him since he
is here to tell us what we are to do.
First Murderer
Then stand with us.
The west yet glimmers with some streaks of day:
Now spurs the lated traveller apace
To gain the timely inn; and near approaches
The subject of our watch.
Then stay with us. The sky still
shows some daylight. Now is the time
a late traveler quickens the pace
to get to the destination on time.
The man we are watching for
is getting closer.
Third Murderer
Hark! I hear horses.
Listen! I hear horses.
BANQUO
[Within] Give us a light there, ho!
[Within] Hello! Give us some light here!
Second Murderer
Then 'tis he: the rest
That are within the note of expectation
Already are i' the court.
This is him. The rest that are expected
tonight are already inside.
First Murderer
His horses go about.
His horses are walking about.
Third Murderer
Almost a mile: but he does usually,
So all men do, from hence to the palace gate
Make it their walk.
It’s almost a mile to the palace gate.
But he, like the other men, will walk
the horses from here.
Second Murderer
A light, a light!
Give me a light! Give me a light!
Enter BANQUO, and FLEANCE with a torch
Third Murderer
'Tis he.
It’s him.
First Murderer
Stand to't.
Let’s go to it.
BANQUO
It will be rain to-night.
It’s going to rain tonight.
First Murderer
Let it come down.
Let it pour!
They set upon BANQUO
BANQUO
O, treachery! Fly, good Fleance, fly, fly, fly!
Thou mayst revenge. O slave!
Oh, treachery! Run, good Fleance, run, run, run!
Avenge my death. Oh, you hired hand!
Dies. FLEANCE escapes
Third Murderer
Who did strike out the light?
Who put out the light?
First Murderer
Wast not the way?
Wasn’t that the thing to do?
Third Murderer
There's but one down; the son is fled.
There’s only one dead, here. The son has fled.
Second Murderer
We have lost
Best half of our affair.
We lost the better half of what we were to do.
First Murderer
Well, let's away, and say how much is done.
Well, let’s get out of here, and tell Macbeth how much we did.
Exeunt
The Same. Hall in the P
alace.
A banquet prepared. Enter MACBETH, LADY MACBETH, ROSS, LENNOX, Lords, and Attendants
MACBETH
You know your own degrees; sit down: at first
And last the hearty welcome.
You know your titles so you know where to be seated.
A hearty welcome to all!
Lords
Thanks to your majesty.
Thank you, your majesty.
MACBETH
Ourself will mingle with society,
And play the humble host.
Our hostess keeps her state, but in best time
We will require her welcome.
I will mingle with you and play the humble host.
Our hostess will stay in her seat, but when
the time is right, she will welcome you.
LADY MACBETH
Pronounce it for me, sir, to all our friends;
For my heart speaks they are welcome.
Say it for me, sir, to all of our friends.
In my heart they are welcome.
First Murderer appears at the door
MACBETH
See, they encounter thee with their hearts' thanks.
Both sides are even: here I'll sit i' the midst:
Be large in mirth; anon we'll drink a measure
The table round.
And they respond with thanks from their hearts,
so both sides are even. Here, I’ll sit in the middle:
be full of gladness and gaiety. Soon, we’ll drink
a toast around the table.
Approaching the door
There's blood on thy face.
There’s blood on your face.
First Murderer
'Tis Banquo's then.
It’s Banquo’s then.
MACBETH
'Tis better thee without than he within.
Is he dispatch'd?
It’s better on the outside of you instead of inside him.
Is he dead?
First Murderer
My lord, his throat is cut; that I did for him.
My lord, his throat is slit. I did it.
MACBETH
Thou art the best o' the cut-throats: yet he's good
That did the like for Fleance: if thou didst it,
Thou art the nonpareil.
You are the best of killers. Yet whoever
did the same to Fleance is also good. If you
did both of them, you are without equal.
First Murderer
Most royal sir,
Fleance is 'scaped.
Most royal sir,
Fleance has escaped.
MACBETH
Then comes my fit again: I had else been perfect,
Whole as the marble, founded as the rock,
As broad and general as the casing air:
But now I am cabin'd, cribb'd, confined, bound in
To saucy doubts and fears. But Banquo's safe?
My fears come back again. I had been perfect,
whole as the marble in the rock and as open and
free as the air around it. But now I am bound up
and confined with doubts and fears.
But Banquo’s dead, for sure?
First Murderer
Ay, my good lord: safe in a ditch he bides,
With twenty trenched gashes on his head;
The least a death to nature.
Yes, my good lord. He lies dead in a ditch
with twenty deep gashes on his head,
any which would have killed him.
MACBETH
Thanks for that:
There the grown serpent lies; the worm that's fled
Hath nature that in time will venom breed,
No teeth for the present. Get thee gone: to-morrow
We'll hear, ourselves, again.
Thanks for doing that.
The grown snake is dead, but
the younger snake has fled.
In time he will become a threat,