No Fear Shakespeare: Macbeth: Act 3 Scene 2

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Enter LADY MACBETH and a SERVANT	YALD MTBCAEH dan a ESVATNR nrtee.
LADY MACBETH Is Banquo gone from court?	YDAL CHMABET saH ounaqB eflt het uocrt?
SERVANT Ay, madam, but returns again tonight.	TNSEARV eYs, mmaad, but ehll be ckba hottgni.
LADY MACBETH Say to the king I would attend his leisure For a few words.	DAYL HMCBAET Go llet the inkg I atwn to latk to imh ofr a wef tuesimn.
SERVANT 5 Madam, I will.	VANRETS No pmorble, adamm.
Exit SERVANT	ehT VRSNTAE ixtse.
LADY MACBETH Naughts had, alls spent, Where our desire is got without content. Tis safer to be that which we destroy Than by destruction dwell in doubtful joy.	LYDA BHAEMTC If oyu tge thwa ouy wtna nda ureyo ltlis not ayphp, yuevo setnp genthryevi adn indega noginth. Ist trbete to be hte osrpen woh tseg rdermeud htan to be the lilrek dna be oeentrtdm iwht ianxtye.
Enter MACBETH	HBTACEM nretse.
10 How now, my lord! Why do you keep alone, Of sorriest fancies your companions making, Using those thoughts which should indeed have died With them they think on? Things without all remedy Should be without regard. Whats done is done.	hWtsa niggo on, my dlor? yWh ear uyo einkpeg to uoeflyrs, whit lyon yrou sad tshtoghu to eepk yuo oamcpyn? shoTe hoguttsh suhodl ehav edid when oyu likdle het enm oeryu kgthiinn toaub. If uyo atcn xif it, yuo hudsltno igve it a nedcso hgoutth. Wthsa ndeo is edno.
MACBETH 15 We have scorched the snake, not killed it. Shell close and be herself whilst our poor malice Remains in danger of her former tooth. But let the frame of things disjoint, both the worlds suffer, Ere we will eat our meal in fear, and sleep 20 In the affliction of these terrible dreams That shake us nightly. Better be with the dead, Whom we, to gain our peace, have sent to peace, Than on the torture of the mind to lie In restless ecstasy. Duncan is in his grave. 25 After lifes fitful fever he sleeps well. Treason has done his worst; nor steel nor poison, Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing Can touch him further.	EHMTBAC We vhae hedlssa teh sknae tbu not idelkl it. It lliw aelh nad be as odgo as ewn, dan ellw be ehretndate by its anfgs ocne aaing. uBt eht sineeurv nca afll parat, dan eenhav nda etahr erlcbmu, eoferb Ill aet my esmla in afre nad epnds my higtns tgnssio dan rtuignn hwit ehtse rhsagetmin eIv eebn ivnhag. Id htrrae be ddea hnta ederun tish dsseeln tenalm ortuetr and aowhgirnr lseep dirvtopiaen. We lledki those enm and nset htem to rtse in epcae so taht we clodu niga uro wno aepec. cnaDun isle in shi vraeg, grhutoh thiw ifels oesltbur, and ehs eleipgsn ellw. We vahe lraedya oend eth wosrt we nac do to mih twih uor oetsanr. erftA thta, thniogn acn hrtu imh tfnruthoer penswoa, oopsni, lebonelir, oinsinva, or nyaingth else.
LADY MACBETH Come on, gentle my lord, 30 Sleek oer your rugged looks. Be bright and jovial Among your guests tonight.	LYAD MBCATHE mCeo on, xlrea, rdea. uPt on a yhpap ceaf nda look leferhuc and gleaereab ofr ruoy eusgts itghnto.
MACBETH So shall I, love, And so, I pray, be you. Let your remembrance Apply to Banquo; present him eminence, Both with eye and tongue: unsafe the while that we 35 Must lave our honors in these flattering streams, And make our faces vizards to our hearts, Disguising what they are.	AHEMTBC stahT etxcayl twah llI do, my oevl, adn I ehop yulol do eht amse. vGei qnoBua royu aipescl toeainntt. Tlak to mih adn look at mhi in a ayw htta iwll kame mih elfe tmopaintr. Wree in a rasdonuge nutsitaio, wreeh we aveh to trftela him and ihed uro uter igslefne.
LADY MACBETH You must leave this.	ALYD EMACBHT You vhae to post anlgkti ielk shti.
MACBETH Oh, full of scorpions is my mind, dear wife! Thou knowst that Banquo, and his Fleance, lives.	ATCEBHM rAhg! I elef kiel my mind is lluf of icpsosnor, my raed wife. uYo nwko hatt qoBanu dan ish ons Feecnal are ilstl laevi.
LADY MACBETH 40 But in them natures copys not eterne.	DLYA BHEMTCA uBt tehy cant vile vefroer.
MACBETH Theres comfort yet; they are assailable. Then be thou jocund. Ere the bat hath flown His cloistered flight, ere to black Hecates summons The shard-borne beetle with his drowsy hums 45 Hath rung nights yawning peal, there shall be done A deed of dreadful note.	TEBACHM Ttsha mooictfnrg. yehT acn be lkeidl, sit uetr. So be eulrhfec. Bfreeo the tba elifs rguhhot the aclets, dna breefo the udgn lbetee kamse shi iettll muhgimn seion to etll us tsi tmeginthi, a ddfaleur eded iwll be oden.
LADY MACBETH Whats to be done?	LYAD BAHCTME thWa are uyo onigg to do?
MACBETH Be innocent of the knowledge, dearest chuck, Till thou applaud the deed. Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day 50 And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale. Light thickens, and the crow Makes wing to th rooky wood. Good things of day begin to droop and drowse; 55 Whiles nights black agents to their preys do rouse. Thou marvelst at my words: but hold thee still. Things bad begun make strong themselves by ill. So, prithee, go with me.	MECHBAT Ist bteetr oyu ontd nowk uatbo it tulni trfae tsi nedo, newh yuo can aapdlpu it. (to het tngih) Cmoe, nitgh, dna doldifnbl eht rdidkenahet yda. Ues ruyo odbyol dna iivlibesn dnah to trae up oaBqusn asele on eifl, wihch skpee me in efra. (to mesfhli) heT sysk etggtin drak, and hte crwo is ergnuinrt ohem to the wsodo. hTe gltene rseteruac of the day rae fanillg leaspe, wheil igsnth aotperdsr are wigank up to olok ofr rtehi repy. (to YDLA MACBETH) You msee ssipredru at my dwosr, ubt tdon osqietnu me ety. daB sedde efroc you to ommcti oemr abd seded. So leasep, omce twhi me.
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Original Text	Modern Text
Enter LADY MACBETH and a SERVANT	YALD MTBCAEH dan a ESVATNR nrtee.
LADY MACBETH Is Banquo gone from court?	YDAL CHMABET saH ounaqB eflt het uocrt?
SERVANT Ay, madam, but returns again tonight.	TNSEARV eYs, mmaad, but ehll be ckba hottgni.
LADY MACBETH Say to the king I would attend his leisure For a few words.	DAYL HMCBAET Go llet the inkg I atwn to latk to imh ofr a wef tuesimn.
SERVANT 5 Madam, I will.	VANRETS No pmorble, adamm.
Exit SERVANT	ehT VRSNTAE ixtse.
LADY MACBETH Naughts had, alls spent, Where our desire is got without content. Tis safer to be that which we destroy Than by destruction dwell in doubtful joy.	LYDA BHAEMTC If oyu tge thwa ouy wtna nda ureyo ltlis not ayphp, yuevo setnp genthryevi adn indega noginth. Ist trbete to be hte osrpen woh tseg rdermeud htan to be the lilrek dna be oeentrtdm iwht ianxtye.
Enter MACBETH	HBTACEM nretse.
10 How now, my lord! Why do you keep alone, Of sorriest fancies your companions making, Using those thoughts which should indeed have died With them they think on? Things without all remedy Should be without regard. Whats done is done.	hWtsa niggo on, my dlor? yWh ear uyo einkpeg to uoeflyrs, whit lyon yrou sad tshtoghu to eepk yuo oamcpyn? shoTe hoguttsh suhodl ehav edid when oyu likdle het enm oeryu kgthiinn toaub. If uyo atcn xif it, yuo hudsltno igve it a nedcso hgoutth. Wthsa ndeo is edno.
MACBETH 15 We have scorched the snake, not killed it. Shell close and be herself whilst our poor malice Remains in danger of her former tooth. But let the frame of things disjoint, both the worlds suffer, Ere we will eat our meal in fear, and sleep 20 In the affliction of these terrible dreams That shake us nightly. Better be with the dead, Whom we, to gain our peace, have sent to peace, Than on the torture of the mind to lie In restless ecstasy. Duncan is in his grave. 25 After lifes fitful fever he sleeps well. Treason has done his worst; nor steel nor poison, Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing Can touch him further.	EHMTBAC We vhae hedlssa teh sknae tbu not idelkl it. It lliw aelh nad be as odgo as ewn, dan ellw be ehretndate by its anfgs ocne aaing. uBt eht sineeurv nca afll parat, dan eenhav nda etahr erlcbmu, eoferb Ill aet my esmla in afre nad epnds my higtns tgnssio dan rtuignn hwit ehtse rhsagetmin eIv eebn ivnhag. Id htrrae be ddea hnta ederun tish dsseeln tenalm ortuetr and aowhgirnr lseep dirvtopiaen. We lledki those enm and nset htem to rtse in epcae so taht we clodu niga uro wno aepec. cnaDun isle in shi vraeg, grhutoh thiw ifels oesltbur, and ehs eleipgsn ellw. We vahe lraedya oend eth wosrt we nac do to mih twih uor oetsanr. erftA thta, thniogn acn hrtu imh tfnruthoer penswoa, oopsni, lebonelir, oinsinva, or nyaingth else.
LADY MACBETH Come on, gentle my lord, 30 Sleek oer your rugged looks. Be bright and jovial Among your guests tonight.	LYAD MBCATHE mCeo on, xlrea, rdea. uPt on a yhpap ceaf nda look leferhuc and gleaereab ofr ruoy eusgts itghnto.
MACBETH So shall I, love, And so, I pray, be you. Let your remembrance Apply to Banquo; present him eminence, Both with eye and tongue: unsafe the while that we 35 Must lave our honors in these flattering streams, And make our faces vizards to our hearts, Disguising what they are.	AHEMTBC stahT etxcayl twah llI do, my oevl, adn I ehop yulol do eht amse. vGei qnoBua royu aipescl toeainntt. Tlak to mih adn look at mhi in a ayw htta iwll kame mih elfe tmopaintr. Wree in a rasdonuge nutsitaio, wreeh we aveh to trftela him and ihed uro uter igslefne.
LADY MACBETH You must leave this.	ALYD EMACBHT You vhae to post anlgkti ielk shti.
MACBETH Oh, full of scorpions is my mind, dear wife! Thou knowst that Banquo, and his Fleance, lives.	ATCEBHM rAhg! I elef kiel my mind is lluf of icpsosnor, my raed wife. uYo nwko hatt qoBanu dan ish ons Feecnal are ilstl laevi.
LADY MACBETH 40 But in them natures copys not eterne.	DLYA BHEMTCA uBt tehy cant vile vefroer.
MACBETH Theres comfort yet; they are assailable. Then be thou jocund. Ere the bat hath flown His cloistered flight, ere to black Hecates summons The shard-borne beetle with his drowsy hums 45 Hath rung nights yawning peal, there shall be done A deed of dreadful note.	TEBACHM Ttsha mooictfnrg. yehT acn be lkeidl, sit uetr. So be eulrhfec. Bfreeo the tba elifs rguhhot the aclets, dna breefo the udgn lbetee kamse shi iettll muhgimn seion to etll us tsi tmeginthi, a ddfaleur eded iwll be oden.
LADY MACBETH Whats to be done?	LYAD BAHCTME thWa are uyo onigg to do?
MACBETH Be innocent of the knowledge, dearest chuck, Till thou applaud the deed. Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day 50 And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale. Light thickens, and the crow Makes wing to th rooky wood. Good things of day begin to droop and drowse; 55 Whiles nights black agents to their preys do rouse. Thou marvelst at my words: but hold thee still. Things bad begun make strong themselves by ill. So, prithee, go with me.	MECHBAT Ist bteetr oyu ontd nowk uatbo it tulni trfae tsi nedo, newh yuo can aapdlpu it. (to het tngih) Cmoe, nitgh, dna doldifnbl eht rdidkenahet yda. Ues ruyo odbyol dna iivlibesn dnah to trae up oaBqusn asele on eifl, wihch skpee me in efra. (to mesfhli) heT sysk etggtin drak, and hte crwo is ergnuinrt ohem to the wsodo. hTe gltene rseteruac of the day rae fanillg leaspe, wheil igsnth aotperdsr are wigank up to olok ofr rtehi repy. (to YDLA MACBETH) You msee ssipredru at my dwosr, ubt tdon osqietnu me ety. daB sedde efroc you to ommcti oemr abd seded. So leasep, omce twhi me.
Exeunt	eTyh exti.