An account of a regicide and its aftermath.
The worthy Thane of Ross.
What a haste looks through his eyes! So should he look
That seems to speak things strange.
God save the King!
Whence cam'st thou, worthy thane?
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, lapp'd 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.
Sweno, the Norways' king, craves composition;
Nor would we deign him burial of his men
Till he disbursed, at
The play has no depth other than the ridiculous interpretations that other force upon it. It does make uses of many dated metaphors, that to the simpleton makes it appear deep. To short to allow for the development of plot or characters, which given that it is a play is reasonable, but that does not excuse it when people read it as a novel (which they shouldn't). Keep is mind that the play's primary audience was simple minded presents.
A must-read classic. At last, Macbeth died, but, he wasn't coward and died bravely.
The drama is full of tragic scenes, it attracts you on the entry of the witches itself.