ROSS: Your castle is surpris’d; your wife and babes Savagely slaughter’d; to relate the manner, Were, on the quarry of these murder’d deer. (4.3)ROSS: Your castle was attacked. Your wife and children were savagely slaughtered. If I told you how they were killed, it would cause you so much pain that it would kill you too, and add your body to the pile of murdered corpses.(* Ross telling Macduff that his family had died
MALCOLM: Merciful heaven! What! man; ne’er pull your hat upon your brows; 244Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak Whispers the o’er-fraught [overburdened; heavy] heart and bids it break (4.3)Malcolm: Merciful heaven! (to MACDUFF) Come on, man, don’t keep your grief hidden. Put your sorrow into words. The grief you keep inside you will whisper in your heart until it breaks.(*Malcolm reacting to the death of Lady Macduff and her childrens
MACDUFF: My children too? (4.3) MACDUFF: They killed my children too?(*This is the first thing that Macduff says after hearing that his wife and children had died
MACDUFF: And I must be from thence! My wife kill’d too? (4.3)MACDUFF :And I had to be away! My wife was killed too?(*The second thing that Macduff had said after hearing his wife had died
Macbeth: Wherefore was that cry? (5.5)Macbeth: What’s that noise?(*Macbeth asking Seyton what that noise was
SEYTON: It is the cry of women, my good lord. (5.5)SEYTON: It’s women crying, my good lord.(*Seyton talking to Macbeth about where the noise came from
SEYTON: The queen, my lord, is dead. (5.5) SEYTON: The queen is dead, my lord.(* Seyton telling Macbeth that his wife had died
MACBETH: She should have died hereafter;There would have been a time for such a word. To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, 24Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted foolsThe way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! 28Life’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, 32Signifying nothing. (5.5)MACBETHShe would have died later anyway. That news was bound to come someday. Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow. The days creep slowly along until the end of time. And every day that’s already happened has taken fools that much closer to their deaths. Out, out, brief candle. Life is nothing more than an illusion. It’s like a poor actor who struts and worries for his hour on the stage and then is never heard from again. Life is a story told by an idiot, full of noise and emotional disturbance but devoid of meaning.(*Macbeth replying to Seyton after he had told him that his wife had died
ROSS: Wife, children, servants, all That could be found. (4.3)They killed your wife, your children, your servants, anyone they could find.(*Ross replying to Macduff when he asked if they killed his children
MALCOLM: Be comforted: Let’s make us medicine of our great revenge To cure this deadly grief. (4.3) Take comfort. Let’s cure this awful grief by taking revenge on (Macbeth.*Malcolm to Macduff
Macduff: He has no children. All my pretty ones? Did you say all? O hell-kite! All?What! all my pretty chickens and their dam At one fell swoop (4.3) Macduff: He doesn’t have children. All my pretty little children? Did you say all? Oh, that bird from hell! All of them? What, all my children and their mother dead in one fell swoop?(* Macduff replying to Malcolm when he said to take revenge on Macbeth
MACDUFF: I shall do so; But I must also feel it as a man: I cannot but remember such things were, That were most precious to me. Did heaven look on, 264And would not take their part? Sinful Macduff! They were all struck for thee. Naught [nothing] that I am, Not for their own demerits, but for mine,Fell [deadly] slaughter on their souls. Heaven rest (4.3)Macduff: I will. But I also have to feel it like a man. I can’t help remembering the things that were most precious to me. Did heaven watch the slaughter and not send down any help? Sinful Macduff, they were killed because of you! As wicked as I am, they were slaughtered because of me, not because of anything they did. May God give their souls rest (*Macduffs reply to when Malcolm says to take it like a man.
Malcolm: Be this the whetstone of your sword:Convert to anger; blunt not the heart, enrage it. (4.3)MALCOLM: Let this anger sharpen your sword. Transform your grief into anger. Don’t block the feelings in your heart; let them loose as rage.(*Malcolm talking to Macduff and telling him to transfer his grief into anger.
MACDUFF: O! I could play the woman with mine eyes, And braggart with my tongue. But, gentle heavens, Cut short all intermission; front to front (4.3)Macduff: I could go on weeping like a woman and bragging about how I will avenge them! But gentle heavens, don’t keep me waiting. Bring me face to face with Macbeth, that devil of Scotland. Put him within the reach of my sword, and if he escapes, may heaven forgive him as well!(*(Macduff replying to Malcolm when he said to turn his grief into anger)
MALCOLM: This tune goes manly. Come, go we to the king; our power is ready; Our lack is nothing but our leave. Macbeth Is ripe for shaking, and the powers above Put on their instruments. Receive what cheer you may; The night is long that never finds the day. (4.3)MALCOLMNow you sound like a man. Come on, let’s go see King Edward. The army is ready. All we have to do now is say goodbye to the king. Macbeth is ripe for the picking. We’ll be acting as God’s agents. Cheer up as much as you can. A new day will come at last.(*Malcolm to Macduff
Ross: Let not your ears despise my tongue for ever, Which shall possess them with the heaviest sound That ever yet they heard. (4.3)I hope you won’t hate me forever after I say these things, because I will soon fill your ears with the most dreadful news you have ever heard.(*What ross said to Macduff before he told him his wife and children had died

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