2011年12月4日星期日
The Lady Macbeth
Lady Macbeth is a woman who is powerful and evil. She can do everything to achieve her goals. Also, Lady Macbeth is a powerful figure: she's charming, attractive, ambitious, and seems to be completely devoted to her husband For example,Lady Macbeth knows her husband well. She thinks he may be too kind in order to murder King Duncan. This is why she represses her conscience so she can later usher Macbeth into commiting the deed. At first Macbeth agrees. But later Macbeth wavers in his decision. But Lady Macbeth is sure that being king is what Macbeth really wants and that this is the best for both of them. So, in response to Macbeth's uncertainty, Lady Macbeth manipulates him by questioning his manhood and his love for her. She is successful because regardless of his own conscience Macbeth carries out their plan of murder. Therefore, Lady Macbeth is a charactor who is very resolute and cruel. Because of these properties, she and her husband have achieved their goal to be the queen and king of Scotland
2011年12月1日星期四
serious illness has come to me......
There was no way I could stop it. I was my fate. The kind doctor told me that I was very ill and one prime symptom was sleepwalking.
I never could figure it out myself, but I do recall my hands being wet, with that of blood and water. "Out dammed spot!" I screamed, as I tried to rid my hand of the bloody stains that dyed itself to my palms. He recalls it being very abnormal, including the things I had said. "I spoke what I should not have." Macbeth's fall is near and it is my fault pursuing him to do all it took to become king of Scotland. In one night I let out all my dark hidden secrets to those who stood, spectating me as I slept walked and spoke. Murder upon Lady Macduff and Banquo, I had mentioned. I should not have. To think now that it was just an event of dark guilt purging from me, I think not. It was the beginning of the end. I called upon the dark spirits to give me strength to do evil. Now evil is doing its deed upon me, and it is fate. My Sickness was no sickness at all; the doctor said “[my] Disease is beyond [his] Practice”, in fact I'm almost certain that the doctor knew what was going on after a bit of pondering. They did not realize, but that bitter smell of blood was eating my stomach from the inside out. The wreaking smell of death fell upon me and knocked me off my feet. It was true that “All the perfumes in Arabia could not overpower that strong smell of death.
Here, admitting defeat was a must, I was vulnerable to the backfire of help from the dark spirits. This marked the beginning of the end for me. I was dead already, no more could I live, because of my greed and lust for status and power.
I never could figure it out myself, but I do recall my hands being wet, with that of blood and water. "Out dammed spot!" I screamed, as I tried to rid my hand of the bloody stains that dyed itself to my palms. He recalls it being very abnormal, including the things I had said. "I spoke what I should not have." Macbeth's fall is near and it is my fault pursuing him to do all it took to become king of Scotland. In one night I let out all my dark hidden secrets to those who stood, spectating me as I slept walked and spoke. Murder upon Lady Macduff and Banquo, I had mentioned. I should not have. To think now that it was just an event of dark guilt purging from me, I think not. It was the beginning of the end. I called upon the dark spirits to give me strength to do evil. Now evil is doing its deed upon me, and it is fate. My Sickness was no sickness at all; the doctor said “[my] Disease is beyond [his] Practice”, in fact I'm almost certain that the doctor knew what was going on after a bit of pondering. They did not realize, but that bitter smell of blood was eating my stomach from the inside out. The wreaking smell of death fell upon me and knocked me off my feet. It was true that “All the perfumes in Arabia could not overpower that strong smell of death.
Here, admitting defeat was a must, I was vulnerable to the backfire of help from the dark spirits. This marked the beginning of the end for me. I was dead already, no more could I live, because of my greed and lust for status and power.
OMG~the evil banquet!
Today my dear husband and I hosted a banquet for all the noble people of Scotland. I thought that this could be our chance to impress them but due to the foolish acts of my husband’s fear and unmanly character it had made others suspicious of his behavior.
Our banquet had begun and I was greeting our guests. Macbeth’s behavior was quite normal because he was welcoming our guests quite well; he told them to sit down and gave them a hearty welcome but then after his fear came into play. He was called to the door and I found that quite rude to avoid our guests and leave them unattended. So then Ross had called Macbeth to sit at the table but my husband’s mind was fooling him because he thought that someone was sitting there. The ghost of Banqou who was at the table had startled him and Macbeth began talking like a mad man. I saw our guest’s faces and they seemed surprised and appalled at what was going on. They were about to leave but I prevented them from leaving and said that his fit was just for now and he would feel better later on. I thought to myself is he not a man; can he not control his emotions? I told him to not make a scene in front of others. Although, it did not work, he continued to rage and our guests left.
The night turned out to be a disaster and our guests may have gotten suspicious over our behavior. To put the day behind, my husband and I went to sleep since we do lack it nowadays. Our disturbed minds do not have the ability to sleep no more.
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