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MACBETH

How now, you secret, black, and midnight hags!
What is't you do?

ALL

A deed without a name.

MACBETH

I conjure you, by that which you profess,
Howe'er you come to know it, answer me:
Though you untie the winds and let them fight
Against the churches; though the yesty waves
Confound and swallow navigation up;
Though bladed corn be lodged and trees blown down;
Though castles topple on their warders' heads;
Though palaces and pyramids do slope
Their heads to their foundations; though the treasure
Of nature's germens tumble all together,
Even till destruction sicken; answer me
To what I ask you.

First Witch

Speak.

Second Witch

Demand.

Third Witch

We'll answer.

First Witch

Say, if thou'dst rather hear it from our mouths,
Or from our masters?

MACBETH

Call 'em; let me see 'em.

First Witch

Pour in sow's blood, that hath eaten
Her nine farrow; grease that's sweaten
From the murderer's gibbet throw
Into the flame.

ALL

Come, high or low;
Thyself and office deftly show!Thunder. First Apparition: an armed Head

MACBETH

Tell me, thou unknown power,--

First Witch

He knows thy thought:
Hear his speech, but say thou nought.

First Apparition

Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth! beware Macduff;
Beware the thane of Fife. Dismiss me. Enough.Descends

MACBETH

Whate'er thou art, for thy good caution, thanks;
Thou hast harp'd my fear aright: but one
word more,--

First Witch

He will not be commanded: here's another,
More potent than the first.Thunder. Second Apparition: A bloody Child

Second Apparition

Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth!

MACBETH

Had I three ears, I'ld hear thee.

Second Apparition

Be bloody, bold, and resolute; laugh to scorn
The power of man, for none of woman born
Shall harm Macbeth.Descends

MACBETH

Then live, Macduff: what need I fear of thee?
But yet I'll make assurance double sure,
And take a bond of fate: thou shalt not live;
That I may tell pale-hearted fear it lies,
And sleep in spite of thunder.Thunder. Third Apparition: a Child crowned, with a tree in his handWhat is this
That rises like the issue of a king,
And wears upon his baby-brow the round
And top of sovereignty?

ALL

Listen, but speak not to't.

Third Apparition

Be lion-mettled, proud; and take no care
Who chafes, who frets, or where conspirers are:
Macbeth shall never vanquish'd be until
Great Birnam wood to high Dunsinane hill
Shall come against him.

Modern day translation:

MACBETH

How now, you secret, midnight hags!
What is that you do?

ALL

A deed without a name.

MACBETH

I conjure you, by tose things you profess,
So you come to know it, answer me:
Though you untie the winds and let them fight
Against the churches; though the yesty waves
Confound and swallow navigation up;
Though bladed corn be lodged and trees blown down;
Though castles topple on their warders' heads;
Though palaces and pyramids do slope
Their heads to their foundations; though the treasure
Of nature's germens tumble all together,
Even till destruction sicken; answer me
To what I ask you.

First Witch

Speak.

Second Witch

Demand.

Third Witch

We' are going to answer.

First Witch

Say, if thou'dst rather hear it from our mouths,
Or from our masters?

MACBETH

Call 'em; let me see them.

First Witch

Pour in sow's blood, that hath eaten
Her nine farrow; grease that's sweaten
From the murderer's gibbet throw
Into the flame.

ALL

Come, high or low;
Thyself and office deftly show!Thunder. First Apparition: an armed Head

MACBETH

Tell me, thou unknown power,--

First Witch

He knows thy thought:
Hear his speech, but say thou nought.

First Apparition

Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth! beware Macduff;
Beware the thane of Fife. Dismiss me. Enough.Descends

MACBETH

Whate'er thou art, for thy good caution, thanks;
Thou hast harp'd my fear aright: but one
word more,--

First Witch

He will not be commanded: here's another,
More potent than the first.Thunder. Second Apparition: A bloody Child

Second Apparition

Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth!

MACBETH

Had I three ears, I'ld hear thee.

Second Apparition

Be bloody, bold, and resolute; laugh to scorn
The power of man, for none of woman born
Shall harm Macbeth.Descends

MACBETH

Then live, Macduff: what need I fear of thee?
But yet I'll make assurance double sure,
And take a bond of fate: thou shalt not live;
That I may tell pale-hearted fear it lies,
And sleep in spite of thunder.Thunder. Third Apparition: a Child crowned, with a tree in his handWhat is this
That rises like the issue of a king,
And wears upon his baby-brow the round
And top of sovereignty?

ALL

Listen, but speak not to't.

Third Apparition

Be lion-mettled, proud; and take no care
Who chafes, who frets, or where conspirers are:
Macbeth shall never vanquish'd be until
Great Birnam wood to high Dunsinane hill
Shall come against him.Descends

Modern English summary:

In the extract Macbeth is scared and by that part of the story he is kind of crazy. He goes back to see the witches and they make their wierd apparition and spells stuff to finally give him new predictions. The first one is like this guy Macduff has a problem with Macbeth and they tell him like: "Hey be aware of this mother f*#@$". The second one is that he can not be killed by a son of a woman and Macbeth goes like "What? So Im safe men". Finally the third apparition says that he is safe until birnam wood marches against him but at this point Macbeth is chilling more than before meeting the witches.

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Original text
Act 1, Scene 3, Lines 38-79 Enter MACBETH and BANQUO MACBETH
So foul and fair a day I have not seen.
BANQUO
How far is't call'd to Forres? What are these So wither'd and so wild in their attire, That look not like the inhabitants o' the earth, And yet are on't? Live you? or are you aught That man may question? You seem to understand me, By each at once her chappy finger laying Upon her skinny lips: you should be women, And yet your beards forbid me to interpret That you are so.
MACBETH
Speak, if you can: what are you? First Witch
All hail, Macbeth! hail to thee, thane of Glamis!
Second Witch
All hail, Macbeth, hail to thee, thane of Cawdor!
Third Witch
All hail, Macbeth, thou shalt be king hereafter!
BANQUO
Good sir, why do you start; and seem to fear Things that do sound so fair? I' the name of truth, Are ye fantastical, or that indeed Which outwardly ye show? My noble partner You greet with present grace and great prediction Of noble having and of royal hope, That he seems rapt withal: to me you speak not. If you can look into the seeds of time, And say which grain will grow and which will not, Speak then to me, who neither beg nor fear Your favours nor your hate.
First Witch
Hail!
Second Witch
Hail!
Third Witch
Hail!
First Witch
Lesser than Macbeth, and greater.
Second Witch
Not so happy, yet much happier.
Third Witch
Thou shalt get kings, though thou be none: So all hail, Macbeth and Banquo!
First Witch
Banquo and Macbeth, all hail!
MACBETH
Stay, you imperfect speakers, tell me more: By Sinel's death I know I am thane of Glamis; But how of Cawdor? the thane of Cawdor lives, A prosperous gentleman; and to be king Stands not within the prospect of belief, No more than to be Cawdor. Say from whence You owe this strange intelligence? or why Upon this blasted heath you stop our way With such prophetic greeting? Speak, I charge you.
Witches vanish

Modern Day translation
MACBETH
So dirty and fair day i have not seen.
BANQUO
How far is it called to forres?- what are these, So wither'd and so wild in their costume?- That look not like the inhabitants of the earth And yet are on it?- Are you alive? Or are you anything at all That man may question? You seem to understand me, By each at once her jerk quality finger laying Upon her skinny lips. You should be women, And yet your beards outlaw me to interpret That you are so.
MACBETH
Speak, if you can¡ - What are you?
WITCH 1
All hail¡ Macbeth! Hail to you, Thane of Glamis!
WITCH 2
All hail¡ Macbeth” Hail to you, Thane of Cawdor!
WITCH 3
All hail¡ Macbeth- that should be king henceforth! BANQUO
Good sir, why do you start and seem to fear Things that do sound so fair? In the name of truth, Are you fantastical, or that Which surface you show? Ny noble partner You greet with present honor, and great prediction Of noble having and of royal hope, That he seems fascinated with all. You haven´t speak to me. If you can look into the seeds of time, And say which grain will grow, and which will not, Speak the to me, who neither beg nor fear Your favours nor you abomination.
WITCH 1
Hail!
WITCH 2
Hail!
WITCH 3
Hail!
WITCH 1
Less than Macbeth, and greater.
WITCH 2
Not so happy, yet much happier.
WITCH 3
You should get kings, however, you be none. So all hail, Macbeth and Banquo!
WITCH 1
Banquo and Macbeth, all hail”
MACBETH
Stay, you imperfect speakers! Tell me more. By Sinel's Death, I know I am Thane of GlamisBut how of Cawdor? The Thane of Cawdor lives, A prosperous gentlemen- and to be king With attitude not with the prospect of belief No more than to be Cawdor.. Say, from where You own this strange intelligence? Or why Upon this flaming heath you stop our way With such prophetic greeting? Speak, I accused you!

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Original Text
Wherefore was that cry?

SEYTON
The queen, my lord, is dead.

MACBETH
She should have died hereafter;
There would have been a time for such a word.
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time,
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.

Enter a Messenger
Thou comest to use thy tongue; thy story quickly.
Messenger
Gracious my lord,
I should report that which I say I saw,
But know not how to do it.

MACBETH
Well, say, sir.

Messenger
As I did stand my watch upon the hill,
I look'd toward Birnam, and anon, methought,
The wood began to move.

MACBETH
Liar and slave!

Messenger
Let me endure your wrath, if't be not so:
Within this three mile may you see it coming;
I say, a moving grove.

MACBETH
If thou speak'st false,
Upon the next tree shalt thou hang alive,
Till famine cling thee: if thy speech be sooth,
I care not if thou dost for me as much.
I pull in resolution, and begin
To doubt the equivocation of the fiend
That lies like truth: 'Fear not, till Birnam wood
Do come to Dunsinane:' and now a wood
Comes toward Dunsinane. Arm, arm, and out!
If this which he avouches does appear,
There is nor flying hence nor tarrying here.
I gin to be aweary of the sun,
And wish the estate o' the world were now undone.
Ring the alarum-bell! Blow, wind! come, wrack!
At least we'll die with harness on our back.

Exeunt

Modern Day Translation:
‘The Queen is dead my Lord.’

‘She should have died later. This isn’t the time.’

How the days stretched out – each one the same as the one before, and they would continue to do so, tediously, until the end of history. And every day we have lived has been the last day of some other fool’s life, each day a dot of candle-light showing him the way to his death-bed. Blow the short candle out: life was no more than a walking shadow – a poor actor – who goes through all the emotions in one hour on the stage and then bows out. It was a story told by an idiot, full of noise and passion, but meaningless.

It was getting light. A young soldier stood behind him, reluctant to deliver his message.

‘Lost your tongue?’ said Macbeth. ‘ Come on. Out with it.’

‘My gracious Lord,’ said the soldier. ‘ I want to tell you what I think I saw but don’t know how to say it.’

‘Well just say it.’

‘While I was standing watch on the hill I looked towards Birnam and suddenly I thought the wood began to move.’

‘Liar!’ said Macbeth. ‘ Rogue!’

‘Be angry with me if I’m lying. It’s only three miles away. You can see it: a moving grove.’

‘If you’re lying I’ll string you up on the nearest tree. And you’ll hang there, alive, until you shrivel up with starvation. If you’re telling the truth I don’t care if you do the same for me. I’m not so sure anymore. I don’t believe the fiend that lies with a straight face. ‘Fear not, till Birnam Wood comes to Dunsinane!’ And now a wood is coming to Dunsinane.’

He placed his hands on either side of his mouth. ‘To arms! To arms!’ he cried. A drum began to beat and soldiers took up their positions, ready to march out to the battlefield.

If what the soldier had told him was true there was nowhere he could go – nor could he stay. He was thoroughly sick of life and wished the world would just come to an end.

He buckled his breastplate and pulled on his helmet. ‘ Ring the alarm bell!’ Whatever happened – hurricane or ruin – at least he’d die fighting!
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My wife is dead, but I was #stilllivingthegoodlife until @Macduff and the boys showed up... #Macduffisapartyruiner
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#highwaytohell

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Macbeth Translations
Act 2 Scene 1 Lines 31 to 65
MACBETH

Go bid thy mistress, when my drink is ready,
She strike upon the bell. Get thee to bed.Exit ServantIs this a dagger which I see before me,
The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee.
I have thee not, and yet I see thee still.
Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible
To feeling as to sight? or art thou but
A dagger of the mind, a false creation,
Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
I see thee yet, in form as palpable
As this which now I draw.
Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going;
And such an instrument I was to use.
Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses,
Or else worth all the rest; I see thee still,
And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood,
Which was not so before. There's no such thing:
It is the bloody business which informs
Thus to mine eyes. Now o'er the one halfworld
Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse
The curtain'd sleep; witchcraft celebrates
Pale Hecate's offerings, and wither'd murder,
Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf,
Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace.
With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design
Moves like a ghost. Thou sure and firm-set earth,
Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear
Thy very stones prate of my whereabout,
And take the present horror from the time,
Which now suits with it. Whiles I threat, he lives:
Words to the heat of deeds too cold breath gives.A bell ringsI go, and it is done; the bell invites me.
Hear it not, Duncan; for it is a knell
That summons thee to heaven or to hell.Exit

MODERN ENGLISH TRANSLATION
Go to your bed when lady macbeth rings the bell.

What is this ? a dagger in my hand. Let me have it, but i cant, wait ! i can have it. It is just a fatal vision, sensible to feeling and even sight. Is a dagger created by the power of my oppresed mind. I can touche it ! This dagger draw my path, and shows me the way where i will use it. I have the power of new senses. I see many blood that wasn´t before. But wait ! This is just my imagination.

I have overpassed the nature of dreams with this alussinations. This is the power of witchcraft in my life. I will walk silently into his room, short footsteps, but every minute surrounded by fear, but i will kill him nonetheless.

The bell is my signal, i have to kill Duncan now. He will go to heaven or hell.

Twit !!

I don´t know what is happening to me, i´ve been experiencing visions of a dagger and a lot of blood before killing Duncan. #Madness #Murder

EMOJI !

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Translation & Tweet
Act 5 Scene 5 Lines 15 to 50

Seyton;
My lord, the Queen is dead.
Macbeth;
She should have died later on
There would be time for that after.
Every day past followed by the next until the last word is written down in the book of time.
Everybody have their light on their way to death,
the dusty way to death.
Life short, and every actor have it's time on stage, it's short time in stage.
Then the play ends and then it's tilled by and idiot who nothing about what happened.
ENTER A MESSENGER
Messenger;
I have come to tell a story quickly.
Thank you lord, I should reports what I just see
But I don't know how to.
Macbeth;
Well, say it.
Messenger;
When I was walking upon the hill
I looked toward Birnam woods and the woods moving towards here.
Macbeth;
Lairs!
Messenger;
Save you're wrath, you can see it coming three miles from here.
It's moving grove.
Macbeth;
If what you speak is false,
I should hang the three of them alive,
Withces make the lies seems like truth.
We will to fear Birnam Woods, theres nothing we can do right now.
We're fighting till death.
If we die, we will die with the armour tied to our backs.

Summary:
This extract talks about Macbeth finding about his wife suicide, he has an interesting reaction towards what just happened. WE see that Macbeth is focus on what is going to happen to him later on than for what just happened. After this a messenger shows up and tell Macbeth that Birnam Woods is moving towards the castle, this makes Macbeth realize that he has been tricked now that the witches said that we has going to be defeated once Birnam woods reached the castle and that was exactly what was happening now. After realizing this Macbeth took position of fighting till death and that if he was going to die he was going to die with his armour tied to his back.

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No wifey, don't trust witches, about to die, fight till death, attached armour. #byebyewifey #witchesbitc*** #RIP2ME

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Translating Macbeth
EXTRACT ACT 4 SCENE 1 Lines 47-94

MACBETH

How now, you secret, black, and midnight hags!
What is't you do?

ALL

A deed without a name.

MACBETH

I conjure you, by that which you profess,
Howe'er you come to know it, answer me:
Though you untie the winds and let them fight
Against the churches; though the yesty waves
Confound and swallow navigation up;
Though bladed corn be lodged and trees blown down;
Though castles topple on their warders' heads;
Though palaces and pyramids do slope
Their heads to their foundations; though the treasure
Of nature's germens tumble all together,
Even till destruction sicken; answer me
To what I ask you.

First Witch

Speak.

Second Witch

Demand.

Third Witch

We'll answer.

First Witch

Say, if thou'dst rather hear it from our mouths,
Or from our masters?

MACBETH

Call 'em; let me see 'em.

First Witch

Pour in sow's blood, that hath eaten
Her nine farrow; grease that's sweaten
From the murderer's gibbet throw
Into the flame.

ALL

Come, high or low;
Thyself and office deftly show!Thunder. First Apparition: an armed Head

MACBETH

Tell me, thou unknown power,--

First Witch

He knows thy thought:
Hear his speech, but say thou nought.

First Apparition

Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth! beware Macduff;
Beware the thane of Fife. Dismiss me. Enough.Descends

MACBETH

Whate'er thou art, for thy good caution, thanks;
Thou hast harp'd my fear aright: but one
word more,--

First Witch

He will not be commanded: here's another,
More potent than the first.Thunder. Second Apparition: A bloody Child

Second Apparition

Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth!

MACBETH

Had I three ears, I'ld hear thee.

Second Apparition

Be bloody, bold, and resolute; laugh to scorn
The power of man, for none of woman born
Shall harm Macbeth.Descends

MACBETH

Then live, Macduff: what need I fear of thee?
But yet I'll make assurance double sure,
And take a bond of fate: thou shalt not live;
That I may tell pale-hearted fear it lies,
And sleep in spite of thunder.Thunder. Third Apparition: a Child crowned, with a tree in his handWhat is this
That rises like the issue of a king,
And wears upon his baby-brow the round
And top of sovereignty?

ALL

Listen, but speak not to't.

Third Apparition

Be lion-mettled, proud; and take no care
Who chafes, who frets, or where conspirers are:
Macbeth shall never vanquish'd be until
Great Birnam wood to high Dunsinane hill
Shall come against him.Descends

Modern english summary

As the witches have such a veridical power in their words, Macbeth goes to see the witches back because of the truth in their predictions. Macbeth went in search of other (3) predictions which won't be good for him. The first is to be aware of that man. The second one is that Macbeth cannot be killed by a men born of a women. Finally, the third one is that Macbeth is safe until Birnam Wood move towards him.

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@witches damn good prophecies! Ain´t no danger for the king.
#indestructible
#endjustifymeans
#longlivemacbeth

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Excerpt Act 4 Scene 1 lines 47-94

MACBETH

How now, you secret, black, and midnight hags!
What is't you do?

ALL

A deed without a name.

MACBETH

I conjure you, by that which you profess,
Howe'er you come to know it, answer me:
Though you untie the winds and let them fight
Against the churches; though the yesty waves
Confound and swallow navigation up;
Though bladed corn be lodged and trees blown down;
Though castles topple on their warders' heads;
Though palaces and pyramids do slope
Their heads to their foundations; though the treasure
Of nature's germens tumble all together,
Even till destruction sicken; answer me
To what I ask you.

First Witch

Speak.

Second Witch

Demand.

Third Witch

We'll answer.

First Witch

Say, if thou'dst rather hear it from our mouths,
Or from our masters?

MACBETH

Call 'em; let me see 'em.

First Witch

Pour in sow's blood, that hath eaten
Her nine farrow; grease that's sweaten
From the murderer's gibbet throw
Into the flame.

ALL

Come, high or low;
Thyself and office deftly show!Thunder. First Apparition: an armed Head

MACBETH

Tell me, thou unknown power,--

First Witch

He knows thy thought:
Hear his speech, but say thou nought.

First Apparition

Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth! beware Macduff;
Beware the thane of Fife. Dismiss me. Enough.Descends

MACBETH

Whate'er thou art, for thy good caution, thanks;
Thou hast harp'd my fear aright: but one
word more,--

First Witch

He will not be commanded: here's another,
More potent than the first.Thunder. Second Apparition: A bloody Child

Second Apparition

Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth!

MACBETH

Had I three ears, I'ld hear thee.

Second Apparition

Be bloody, bold, and resolute; laugh to scorn
The power of man, for none of woman born
Shall harm Macbeth.Descends

MACBETH

Then live, Macduff: what need I fear of thee?
But yet I'll make assurance double sure,
And take a bond of fate: thou shalt not live;
That I may tell pale-hearted fear it lies,
And sleep in spite of thunder.Thunder. Third Apparition: a Child crowned, with a tree in his handWhat is this
That rises like the issue of a king,
And wears upon his baby-brow the round
And top of sovereignty?

ALL

Listen, but speak not to't.

Third Apparition

Be lion-mettled, proud; and take no care
Who chafes, who frets, or where conspirers are:
Macbeth shall never vanquish'd be until
Great Birnam wood to high Dunsinane hill
Shall come against him.Descends

Modern English summary:

In the extract Macbeth is scared and by that part of the story he is kind of crazy. He goes back to see the witches and they make their wierd apparition and spells stuff to finally give him new predictions. The first one is like this guy Macduff has a problem with Macbeth and they tell him like: "Hey be aware of this mother f*#@$". The second one is that he can not be killed by a son of a woman and Macbeth goes like "What? So Im safe men". Finally the third apparition says that he is safe until birnam wood marches against him but at this point Macbeth is chilling more than before meeting the witches.

Tweet:

Just came from meeting the witches, it was so cool, I dont really think I need to worry anymore!
#Chillout
#Macduffstayaway
#Brave
#Everybodyiswomanborn

Emoji:

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Macbeth Tweet & Translation

Excerpt- Act 1 Scene 3 lines 38-79

Enter Macbeth and Banquo.

-Macbeth: So foul and fair a day I have not seen.

-Banquo: How far is't call'd to Forres? - (seeing the Witches) What are these, So withered and so wild in their attire? - That look not like th' inhabitants o' the earth, And yet are on't? - Live you? or are you aught That man may question? You seem to understand me, By each at once her chappy finger laying Upon her skinny lips. You should be women, And yet your beards forbid me to interpret That you are so.

-Macbeth: Speak, if you can: what are you?

-Witch 1: All hail, Macbeth! hail to thee, thane of Glamis!

-Witch 2: All hail, Macbeth! hail to thee, thane of Cawdor!

-Witch 3: All hail, Macbeth- thou shalt be king hereafter!

-Banquo: Good sir, why do you start; and seem to fear things that do sound so fair? (To the Witches) I' the name of truth, are ye fantastical, or that indeed which outwardly ye show? My noble partner You greet with present grace and great prediction of noble having and of royal hope, that he seems rapt withal. To me you speak not. If you can look into the seeds of time, and say which grain will grow and which will not, speak then to me, who neither beg nor fear your favours nor your hate.

-Witch 1: Hail!

-Witch 2: Hail!

-Witch 3: Hail!

-Witch 1: Lesser than Macbeth, and greater.

-Witch 2: Not so happy, yet much happier.

-Witch 3: Thou shalt get kings, though thou be none. So all hail, Macbeth and Banquo!

-Witch 1: Banquo and Macbeth, all hail!

-Macbeth: Stay, you imperfect speakers! Tell me more. By Sinel's death, I know I am thane of Glamis- But how of Cawdor? The thane of Cawdor lives, a prosperous gentleman; and to be king Stands not within the prospect of belief, no more than to be Cawdor. Say, from whence
you owe this strange intelligence? Or why upon this blasted heath you stop our way
with such prophetic greeting? Speak, I charge you.!

The Witches vanish.

Modern English-

It begins with Macbeth describing the day kind of like pausing for a moment whatever he is doing and then just appreciating the day. Then Banquo sees the witches and begins to order them to tell him what are they and why they are there. The witches then tell prophecies of Macbeth and one of them is already truth (thane of Glamis) but then Banquo says that he wants his future revealed too and the witches grant him his future. Then the witches vanish.

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#banquoisjealous
#uglywitches
#thewitchesrule

So like, Macbeth & Banquo are all brave going all alone and like, creepy witches appear!!! But like, they tell the future so like....kindda cool

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Macbeth Tweet

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Santiago Andrade Translations

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Manuela Rojas Translations

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Excerpt:
Act 1 Scene 3
"Enter MACBETH and BANQUO
MACBETH: So foul and fair a day I have not seen.
BANQUO: How far is't call'd to Forres? What are these, So wither'd and so wild in their attire, That look not like the inhabitants o' the earth, And yet are on't? Live you? or are you aught That man may question? You seem to understand me,
By each at once her chappy finger laying Upon her skinny lips: you should be women,
And yet your beards forbid me to interpret That you are so.
MACBETH: Speak, if you can: what are you?
First Witch: All hail, Macbeth! hail to thee, thane of Glamis!
Second Witch: All hail, Macbeth, hail to thee, thane of Cawdor!
Third Witch: All hail, Macbeth, thou shalt be king hereafter!
BANQUO: Good sir, why do you start; and seem to fear
Things that do sound so fair? I' the name of truth, Are ye fantastical, or that indeed Which outwardly ye show? My noble partner You greet with present grace and great prediction
Of noble having and of royal hope, That he seems rapt withal: to me you speak not. If you can look into the seeds of time,
And say which grain will grow and which will not, Speak then to me, who neither beg nor fear
Your favours nor your hate.
First Witch: Hail!
Second Witch: Hail!
Third Witch: Hail!
First Witch: Lesser than Macbeth, and greater.
Second Witch:Not so happy, yet much happier.
Third Witch: Thou shalt get kings, though thou be none:
So all hail, Macbeth and Banquo!
First Witch: Banquo and Macbeth, all hail!
MACBETH: Stay, you imperfect speakers, tell me more: By Sinel's death I know I am thane of Glamis; But how of Cawdor? the thane of Cawdor lives, A prosperous gentleman; and to be king Stands not within the prospect of belief, No more than to be Cawdor. Say from whence
You owe this strange intelligence? or why Upon this blasted heath you stop our way
With such prophetic greeting? Speak, I charge you.

-Witches vanish"

Modern English:
Macbeth and Banquo meet the three witches, who greet macbeth by calling him thane of glamis, which he is, but also thane of cawdor and future king.
Baanquo wants to know what they will predict of him, so they tell him he will be lesser and greater than macbet, happier yet not so happy, and that he will be the father of kings, but not a king himself. This confuses Macbeth who asks thems to explain themselves, the witches then vanish.

Tweet(s)
-Banquo:
@witches, wth are you,
-Macbeth:
@Banquo @witches answer pls
-Witches
@Macbeth We know something about ur future #thaneofglamis #thaneofcawdor #futureking
-Banquo:
@Witches I ain´t afraid of you nor beg your favour, if ya´ll so powerful then predict my future next #beardedladys
-Witches:
@Banquo you´ll never be king, but they'll come from you, both happier and not so happy as and greater and lesser than @Macbeth #youllneverseeitcoming #yoursonwillhavetorun
-Macbeth:
The heck with these @witches with their confusing nonsense, explain urselves #immabeking #unbelievable #witchesbevanishing

Emoji Translation:

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Excerpt: "Romeo, there dead, was husband to that Juliet,

And she, there dead, that Romeo’s faithful wife.

I married them, and their stol'n marriage day

Was Tybalt’s doomsday, whose untimely death

Banished the new-made bridegroom from the city—

For whom, and not for Tybalt, Juliet pined.

You, to remove that siege of grief from her,

Betrothed and would have married her perforce

To County Paris. Then comes she to me,

And with wild looks bid me devise some mean

To rid her from this second marriage,

Or in my cell there would she kill herself.

Then gave I her, so tutored by my art,

A sleeping potion, which so took effect

As I intended, for it wrought on her

The form of death.
Meantime I writ to Romeo,

That he should hither come as this dire night,

To help to take her from her borrowed grave,

Being the time the potion’s force should cease.

But he which bore my letter, Friar John,

Was stayed by accident, and yesternight

Returned my letter back. Then all alone

At the prefixèd hour of her waking

Came I to take her from her kindred’s vault,

Meaning to keep her closely at my cell

Till I conveniently could send to Romeo,

But when I came, some minute ere the time

Of her awakening, here untimely lay

The noble Paris and true Romeo dead.

She wakes, and I entreated her come forth,

And bear this work of heaven with patience.

But then a noise did scare me from the tomb,

And she, too desperate, would not go with me,

But, as it seems, did violence on herself."

Modern Day Translation:
Friar Lawrence is recounting all of the events of the romance between Romeo and Juliet to finally get the truth out, but also so he is not marked for murder.

Tweet: I married Romeo and Juliet who killed themselves because you would not stop fighting. Ask the Nurse if you don't believe me. #thetruthisout #FreetheFriar #Starcrossedlovers #ancientgrudge

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