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Macbeth Makes His Move

Macbeth Makes His Move By Elton Camp Because I am called a Thane, I let it come to make me vain. King Duncan was not only my friend, But to him I am also of very close kin But on a special, victorious day Another Thane did the king betray Duncan knew the thing to do Give me that Thaneship too In advance, three witches knew. Told it as they stirred their brew. “And there’s another thing, You also will become king.” I was not the only one to know. Hearing it was my friend, Banquo. Him to be king? No indeed, But king will become his seed. Idea they had planted as to my fate, To share with wife, I couldn’t wait She knew just what we could do. We have a chance to make it true. “King coming to spend the night with us. So easy for us to kill him without a fuss. Wait until he falls asleep. Dagger plunge very deep.” “No, that would not be fair play. Will not become king that way!” But she would not let it drop Duncan’s reign she would stop “Biggest coward I’ve ever seen, Won’t help me become queen. If you are not man to use the knife, Then just leave it to your little wife.” But in the air I did find Cruel dagger of the mind Decided it would be dumb To worry about life to come While the king lay asleep in bed Our hands became scarlet red. When others learned of the deed, I then reacted with great speed Loudly did I weep and wail. King’s attendants did assail. “Those knaves their lord did slay So I killed them all, right away.” The kingship on me then fell As the three hags did foretell. Banquo knew of my evil plot To let him live, I could not Though the king’s ghost did not appear To me, one of Banquo then drew near It was such a horrible surprise Wild with fear became my eyes. My wife, through guilt, lost her mind Hallucinations then put her in a bind “Out damned spot, out I say.” Nothing blood could wash away. That became the reason why Very soon, she came to die Witches, though, comfort brought With the most welcome thought Evil three then said with voices shrill, “None born of woman can you kill.” To me did complete protection give. Except that way, none come to live. But Macduff gave me a shocking tip. “From my mother, doctor did me rip.” So born from woman he was not That fact put me in a terrible spot. With his sword, he gave me a whack Left me bleeding, dying on my back. If witch or wife you should address, It may get you into a terrible mess.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 2/13/2011 5:17:00 AM
I just read Macbeth recently, Elton, and you told the story so well in verse. Best to you, Diane
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Date: 2/13/2011 4:36:00 AM
Brilliant discourse on Macbeth, Elton, a play I know well. We did it in high school and I got to play Hecate, one of the witches. Macbeth's wife knew of the evil plot and could never wash the blood from her hands. It drove her to insanity. I sometimes mix up Macbeth and Hamlet, but I think Macbeth came up with the lines: I am but a poor player who struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more." Riveting poem, Elton! Love, Carolyn
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Date: 2/13/2011 4:35:00 AM
Interesting moral drawn from the story..There are several morals that I could see that would apply which would be great for one to apply to their life..First of all don't seek out witches or seers to predict one's life..Men be the spiritual leader of your home..Three do what is right and your life will go in the right direction..Sara
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