(Act 3 Scene 2, The Palace at Forres, Lines 13-26)
MACBETH. "We have scotched the snake, not killed it:
She'll 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
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;
After life's fitful fever he sleeps well;
Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison,
Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing,
She'll 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
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;
After life's fitful fever he sleeps well;
Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison,
Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing,
Can touch him further."
My character has revealed that I have an ambitious attitude to kill Banquo and his son, Fleance. Murderous acts to kill a friend and his son have been the most extreme inhumane characteristics that I show to determine my position to remain in power no matter what it takes to keep it that way. I feel that having absolute power and nothing can overthrow me from being King, but as my thoughts progress I fears that I may be fruitless and barren to have off-springs for future kings. Therefore, my thoughts have been the norm of my reaction to cause fear in Scotland which later make the biggest mistake that ends my tyranny as King, in a civil battle against Malcolm; the true heir to the thrown.
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