I told my messenger today: “ Bring me no more reports. Let them fly all” (5.3. 1). I am sick and tired of hearing all these reports about the rebellion army! My life is falling apart like “the sere the yellow leaf” (5.3. 27). Honor, love, obedience, troops of friends are all non-existent, instead I have the disloyal thanes, the ones that “mouth honored” me but curse me deep inside. For I am not afraid of these people because my mind and heart will never be “sag with doubt nor shake with fear” (5.3. 10-11). The witches bolstered me by saying: “Fear not, Macbeth. No man that’s born of woman shall e’er have power upon thee” (5.3. 6-7). With their reassurance, I am promptly fearless and confident. Let Malcolm and his army come, “I will fight till
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The doctor told me that she is not sick, instead she is “troubled with thick coming fancies that keep her away from her rest” (5.3. 47-48). He said no medicines that can bring her sorrow away or “raze out the written trouble of the brain” (5.3. 51,52). The only remedy to heal her “must minister to himself”(5.3. 57). I told the doctor to throw away the medicines because for now my battle with Malcolm is more important than her illness. I ask the doctor: “What rhruharb, senna, or what purgative drug would scour these English hence?” (5.3, 67-68). A doctor must know many of drugs; maybe one of those drugs will be able to cure my country. I begged the doctor to cure my country, for if he succeeds I will grant him anything he wish to …show more content…
It was “familiar to my slaughterous thoughts” (5.5. 16), hence it did not startle me. I am forgetting “the taste of fear” (5.5. 11). And because I am “supped full with horrors” (5.5. 15), no fear perturbs me. Later today, I found out that the scream was from one of my servant discovering my wife’s death. But I don’t have time to feel sorry, what I need is winning the war! I can’t let her death distract me from my war with Malcolm. She “should have died hereafter”, it is just the matter of time. “Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow” (5.5 22). Each day bringing us closer to our deaths and it is our destiny to die. “Life is like a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more” (5.5, 27-30). Life is simply an illusion, dull and meaningless. It is an actor, each spending hours trying to entertain its audience. It gains a lot of praise and admiration during its time on stage, but once its time is over; it become nothing and are heard no
The doctor told me that she is not sick, instead she is “troubled with thick coming fancies that keep her away from her rest” (5.3. 47-48). He said no medicines that can bring her sorrow away or “raze out the written trouble of the brain” (5.3. 51,52). The only remedy to heal her “must minister to himself”(5.3. 57). I told the doctor to throw away the medicines because for now my battle with Malcolm is more important than her illness. I ask the doctor: “What rhruharb, senna, or what purgative drug would scour these English hence?” (5.3, 67-68). A doctor must know many of drugs; maybe one of those drugs will be able to cure my country. I begged the doctor to cure my country, for if he succeeds I will grant him anything he wish to …show more content…
It was “familiar to my slaughterous thoughts” (5.5. 16), hence it did not startle me. I am forgetting “the taste of fear” (5.5. 11). And because I am “supped full with horrors” (5.5. 15), no fear perturbs me. Later today, I found out that the scream was from one of my servant discovering my wife’s death. But I don’t have time to feel sorry, what I need is winning the war! I can’t let her death distract me from my war with Malcolm. She “should have died hereafter”, it is just the matter of time. “Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow” (5.5 22). Each day bringing us closer to our deaths and it is our destiny to die. “Life is like a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more” (5.5, 27-30). Life is simply an illusion, dull and meaningless. It is an actor, each spending hours trying to entertain its audience. It gains a lot of praise and admiration during its time on stage, but once its time is over; it become nothing and are heard no