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Prinn Janjamsai

วันศุกร์ที่ 22 กุมภาพันธ์ พ.ศ. 2556

Chapter 17


Macbeth



          In the courtyard of Dunsinane castle.  Enter Macbeth and Seyton.  Macbeth: The castle is too strong to be destroyed.  We could have fought the English, face to face and driven them from Scotland.  The sound of women crying.  What is that noise?
          Seyton: The Queen, my lord, has killed herself.  Mecbeth: She had to die sometime, I suppose.  There would have been a time to talk of death.  The way to death, When all things end in dust.  Life’s shadow disappears.
          Enter messenger, My gracious lord, I come to tell you what I saw.  I don’t know what to say.  As I stood at watch upon the hill, I looked to wards Birnam.  And then it seemed to me, The wood began to move.  See for yourself, The wood is moving nearer.
          If you are lying, I’ll hang you from a tree.  Until you die of hunger.  I feel my courage weaken and I begin to doubt those devilish lies that should like truth “Macbeth shall never be defeated till.  Great Birnam Wood  to high Dunsinane Hill shall move against him”  If what he say is true, there’s no escape, Though the future’s black.  Macbeth and his soldier leave the castle to fight.

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