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Macbeth (Italian pronunciation: [ˈmakbet; makˈbɛt]) [1] is an opera in four acts by Giuseppe Verdi, with an Italian libretto by Francesco Maria Piave and additions by Andrea Maffei, based on William Shakespeare's play of the same name. Written for the Teatro della Pergola in Florence, Macbeth was Verdi's tenth opera and premiered on 14 March ...
Macbeth was a favourite of the seventeenth-century diarist Samuel Pepys, who saw the play on 5 November 1664 ("admirably acted"), 28 December 1666 ("most excellently acted"), ten days later on 7 January 1667 ("though I saw it lately, yet [it] appears a most excellent play in all respects"), on 19 April 1667 ("one of the best plays for a stage ...
Music based on Macbeth (1 C, 6 P) ... Music based on A Midsummer Night's Dream (2 C, 6 P) R. Music based on Romeo and Juliet (3 C, 17 P) T. Music based on The Tempest ...
An Alien Heat, The Hollow Lands, and The End Of All Songs - Part 1: Spirits Burning & Michael Moorcock: The Dancers at the End of Time: Michael Moorcock: Three albums covering the three books of the trilogy. The Black Halo: Kamelot: Faust: Johann Wolfgang von Goethe: The Black Halo is a concept album based on Faust, Part Two.
Pages in category "Music based on Macbeth" The following 6 pages are in this category, out of 6 total. This list may not reflect recent changes. M. Macbeth (album)
Joel Coen's 'The Tragedy of Macbeth,' with Denzel Washington and Frances McDormand, carves out its own space in the history of Shakespeare onscreen.
The Macbeth ColorChecker, a color calibration target "Macbeth", a song by John Cale from Paris 1919; Macbeth, a fictional planet in the video game Star Fox and its reboot Star Fox 64; The Tragedy of Macbeth Part II: The Seed of Banquo, a sequel in verse by Noah Lukeman; Hamish Macbeth, main character in a mystery novel series by M. C. Beaton
MACBETH. She should have died hereafter. There would have been a time for such a word. Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life’s but a walking shadow; a poor player,