Macbeth soliloquy

Shakespeare uses very strong and meaningful Language features throughout the book Macbeth an example of one is personification. Macbeth imagines himself seeing the dagger that he will kill the king with but he can not grab it he says “mine eyes are made the fools’o the others senses”. He is saying his eyes are fooling him he then goes on to say that some other world spirits are controlling him he feels confused as he is about to do something he can’t even think of but is being manipulated into.

Transcript

V1: yeah

V2: oh thanks for answering gezza, know what I mean

V3: Gimme that where ya been fool? making us rinse out our credit leaving you messages and that

V2: Mr doors is well on the warpath with you bruv yeah

V1: Cause of the bag and that

V2: What bag? caused you missed a lesson you cheat

V3: Gimme that. That bag weren’t a problem. Teggsy never mentioned it you bottled it. you coming over to mine later to play computer

V1: Nah man I’m at home I got business i gotta run

V3: what business?

V1: Business that minds it own. I’m out

Dragonworld

It was the most peacful time to fly. As the crimson sky slowly sets among the talon like lookoing clouds trying to reach for the dragons as they elegantly fly throught the sky. The air getting thiner and thiner as they go beyond thier own boundaries daring to take that next step towards the big orange ball of fire that we know as then sun. slowly getting not so peacful for them they stop flapping thier ancient wings and let them selves drop for a few seconds going back to the peacful place they where just a few minutes ago. The moon was slowly starting to rise from the depths of cold space. A slight breeze had picked up the peace was over for now. The dragons lowering down to find thier destination while still being hidden by the blanket of clouds and the dark night sky.

the magician

It all began with his mind. This was where his true power lay.

The slightest idea would burst magnificently into life at the slightest twitch. If he imagined fire, flames would appear. If he imagined happiness, people around him would smile. If he imagined pain he could hurt anybody or himself.

He had learnt to control his mind over the years, manipulating his incredible powers to serve whatever purpose. Today, though, he was angry. If he imagined anger, chaos would ensue

A slight breeze had started suddenly. Then the local news papers outside the cafe had started to spiral up into the pink sky. Flying towards the pink sky went all kinds of objects barrels and umbrellas and even young infants in baby carriages were spiraling upwards towards the growing eye of the storm he had created.

The magician slowly walking towards a block of buildings draging his cane against the marble floor the objects that his anger had created flying around him and spiraling upwards.

Personifaction

Table: strong

Headphone: sing loud soft

Book:

walrus and the carpenter: sulkily rude spoil thought he she

image1: the tired,old branches of the tree

image:2 the fog huging the tree denying it of its sunlight

image3: the mountains looking down on the young inosent trees

image4: the trees acting as a blanket as it gaurds the garden

image5: the house bends as