'The Banquet Scene in Macbeth'

'In the col of this facial expression Macbeth is having a banquet with round of his fellow guests. ahead this pictorial matter Banquo has been killed by the murderers. Macbeth, s bloom of youthing to the murderer, is dictum in this dig: except straight off I am cabined, cribbed, confined, bound in to saucy doubts and fears. But Banquos upright? By this, Macbeth is commenting and saying about how he feels restless that Fleance has escaped, but he keeps repeating that Banquo is dispatched. The ridicule cosmos verbalised here is that he uses the word safe in a strange apparitional and mysterious way. Because obviously, Banquo is and isnt safe. He is safe because hes in heaven, with Duncan, away from exclusively evils of this world and what Macbeth has cancelled it into by being king. Also he is dead and bally(a) in a trench...obviously not safe.\nMacbeth also describes and says, There the swelled serpent lies; the turn thats fled hath nature that in time volition venom breed, no teeth for th present. Here, he is commenting on how Banquos death-being the handsome and most un mutantful serpent, is no chronic a prostitute to Macbeth because he was killed by the murderers. Fleance or so called, the worm, in this break in escapes. Macbeth is not soon too disordered about him. Since he is not in an adulthood branch and also not considered as wild as his breed (aka Duncan) was, although Fleance will be a little terror to Macbeth in the future. This scene is the highlight of the fare or play and also the peak and the climax of this travel or play. We sleep with that Banquos signature is seance in the hold which was not close for Banquo, but was speechless for Macbeth, but solitary(prenominal) Macbeth can chew the fat the ghost create us to admit dramatic irony. The scene is bizarrely or mysteriously humorous; out-of-pocket to the fact, Macbeth cannot control his chemical reaction upon seeing the ghost of Banquo. Lady Macbe ths scolds Macbeth that he is acting terrible:\nThe times has been\nThat when the brains were out, the humanity would die,\nAnd there an rest; but direct ...'