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Most breed and haunt, 1 have observ'd, the air To prick the sides of my intent, but only Is delicate.
Vaulting ambition, which o'er-leaps itself,
And falls on the other.-How now, what news? Enter Lady Macbeth. Dun. See, see! our honour'd hostess :
Enter Lady Macbeth. The love that follows us, sometime is our Lady M. He has almost supp’d; Why have trouble,
you left the chamber?
[bought In every point twice done, and then done dou. He hath honour'd me of late; and I have Were poor and single business, to contend Golden opinions from all sorts of people, Against those honours deep and broad, where- Which would be worn now in their newest with Not cast aside so soon.
[gloss, Your majesty loads our house: For those of old, Ludy M. Was the hope drunk, (since And the late dignities heap'd up to them, Wherein you dress'd yourself?' hath it slept We rest your hermits.
And wakes it now, to look so green and pale Dun. Where's the thane of Cawdor? At what it did so freely? From this time, We cours’d him at the heels, and had a pur. Such I account thy love. Art thou afeard To be his purveyor: but he rides well ; [pose To be the same in thine own act and valour, And his great love, sharp as his spur, Chath As thou art in desire ? Would'st thou have holp him
that To his home before us : Fair and noble hostess, Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life, We are your guest to-night.
And live a coward in thine own esteem;
Macb. Pr'ythee, peace :
I dare do all that may become a man; Dun. Give me your hand:
Who dares do more, is none. Conduct me to mine host; we love him highly, Lady M, Whet beast was it then, And shall continue our graces towards him. That made you break this enterprize to me? By your leave, hostess.
(Exeunt. When you durst do it, then you were a man;
And, to be more than what you were, you SCENE VII.-The same.--A Room in the
Be so much more the man. Nor time, nor Hautboys and torches. Enter, and pass over the Did then adhere,* and yet you would make stage, a Sewer, s and divers Serrants with
both : dishes and service. Then enter MACBETH. They have made themselves, and that their fitMacb. If it were done, when 'tis done, then Does unmake you. I have given suck; and
(know 'twere well It were done quickly : If the assassination How tender 'tis, to love the babe that milks me: Could trammel upon the consequence, and I would, while it was smiling in my face,
Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless With his surcease, success; that but this blow And Jash'd the brains out, had I so sworn, as
Macb. If we should fail,-
Lady M. We fail! We still have judgement here; that we but But screw your courage to the sticking-place, Bloody instructions, wbich, being taught, re- And we'll not fail. When Duncan is asleep,
ftice (Whereto the rather shall his day's hard jourTo plague the inventor : This even-handed jus
ney Commends the ingredients of our poison’d Will I With wine and wasselt so convince,
Soundly invite him,) his two chamberlains chalice To our own lips. He's here in double trust: That memory, the warders of the brain, First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Shall be a fume, and the receipt of reason Strong both against the deed; then, as his host, A limbeck only: When
in swinish sleep Who should against his murderer shut the door, Their drenched natures lie, as in a death, Not bear the knife myself. Besides, this What cannot you and I perform upon
unguarded Duncan 7 what not put upon Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been His spongy officers; who shall bear the guilt
Of our great quell ? || So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, For thy undaunted mettle should compose,
Macb. Bring forth men-children only! against The deep damnation of his taking-off:
Nothing but males. Will it not be receiv'd,
When we have mark'd with blood those sleepy And pity, like a naked new-born babe,
two Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubim, hors’d
Of his own chamber, and us'd their very dagUpon the sightless couriers of the air, Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye,
That they have don't ? That tears shall drown the wind.— I have no As we shall make our griefs and clamour roar
Lady M. Who dares receive it other, spur
Upon his death? Reward.
Macb. I am settled, and bend up 1. e. We as hermits shall ever pray for you. Subject to accompt.
* In the same sense as cohere. + Intemperance An officer so called from his placing the dishes on the
Overpower. || Winds ; sightless is invisible. !Murder.
Each corporal agent to this terrible feat. Which was not so before.-There's no such Away, and mock the time with fairest show:
thing; False face must hide what the false heart doth It is the bloody business, which informs know.
(Exeunt. Thus to mine eyes.- Now o'er the one hall
world ACT II.
Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse SCENE 1.—The same.-Court within the Castle. The curtain'd sleep; now witchcraft celebrates Enter BANQUO and Fleance, and a Servant, Pale Hecate's offerings; and wither'd murder, with a torch before them.
Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf, [pace, Ban. How goes the night, boy?
Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy Fle. The moon is down; I have not heard With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his the clock.
design Ban. And she goes down at twelve.
Moves like a ghost. -Thuu sure and firm-set Fle. I take't, 'tis later, Sir.
[fear Ban. Hold, take my sword :-There's hus- Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for bandry* in heaven,
Thy very stones prate of my where-about, Their candles are all out.- Take thee that too. And take the present horror from the time, A heavy summons lies like lead upon me,
Which now suits with it.-Wbiles I threat, he And yet I would not sleep: Merciful powers !
lives; Restrain in me the cursed thoughts, that nature Words to the heat of deeds too cold breath Gives way to in repose!–Give me my sword; I go, and it is done; the bell invites me.
[A bell rings. Enter Macbeth, and a Servant with a torch. Hear it not, Duncan; for it is a knell Who's there?
That summons thee to heaven, or to hell. Macb. A friend.
[Erit. Ban. What, Sir, not yet at rest? The king's a-bed:
SCENE JI.-The same.
Enter Lady MACBETH.
Lady M. That which hath made them drunk, By the name of most kind hostess; and shut What hath quench'd them, hath given me fire :
hath made me bold : In measureless content. Macb. Being unprepar'd,
-Hark!-Peace! Our will became the servant to defect;
It was the owl that shriek'd, the fatal bellman, Which else should free have wrought.
Which gives the stern'st good-night. He is Ban. All's well.
about it: I dreamt last night of the three weird sisters : The doors are open; and the surfeited grooms To you they have show'd some truth.
Do mock their charge with suores: I have Macb. I ibink not of them :
drugg'd their possets, Yet, when we can entreat an hour to serve,
That death and nature do contend about them, Would spend it in some words upon that búsi. Whether they live, or die.
Macb. [Within.] Who's there?-what, ho! ness, If you would grant the time.
Lady M. Alack! I am afraid they have Ban. At your kind'st leisure.
(deed, Macb. If you shall cleave to my consent,
And 'tis not done :-the attempt, and not the when 'tis,
Confounds us :-Hark!-I laid their daggers It shall make honour for you.
[bled Ban. So I lose none,
He could not miss them.-Had he not resemIn seeking to augment it, but still keep
My father as he slept, I had done't.--My husMy bosom franchis'd, and allegiance clear,
band ? I shall be counsel'd. Macb. Good repose, the while !
Enter MACBETH. Ban. Thanks, Sir; The like to you !
Macb. I have done the deed :-Didst thon [Exit BANQUO.
not hear a noise ? Macb. Go, bid thy mistress, when my drink Lady M. I heard the owl scream, and the is ready,
crickets cry. She strike upon the bell. Get thee to bed. Did you not speak ?
(Exit Servant. Macb. When ? Is this a dagger, which I see before me, Ludy M. Now. The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me Macb. As I descended ? clutch thee :
Lady M. Ay. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still.
Macb. Hark! Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible
Who lies i'the second chamber? To feeling, as to sight? or art thou but
Ludy M. Donalbain. A dagger of the mind; a false creation,
Macb. This is a sorry sight. Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ?
[Looking on his hands. I see thee yet, in form as palpable
Lady M. A foolish thought, to say a sorry As this which now I draw.
sight. Thou marshal'st me the way that I was going; Macb. There's one did laugh in his sleep, and And such an instrument I was to use. (ses,
one cried, murder! Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other sen- That they did wake each other; I stood and Or else worth all the rest: I see thee still;
[them And op thy blade, and dudgeon,ll gouts of But they did say their prayers, and address'd blood,
Again to sleep. + Bounty.
Lady M. There are two lodg’d together. The rooms appropriated to servants. Conclude.
Macb. One cried, God bless us! and, Amen, || Halt. 1 Drops.
As* they had seen me, with these hangman’s | knock : Who's there, i'the name of Belzebub ? hands.
Here's a farmer, that hanged himself on the Listening their fear, I could not say, Amen, expectation of plenty: Come in time; have When they did say, God bless us.
napkins* enough about you; here you'll sweat Lady M. Consider it not so deeply.
for't. [Knocking,) Knock knock : Who's Macb. But wherefore could not I pronounce, there, 'the devil's name?’Faith, here's an Amen?
èquivocator, that could swear in both the scales I had most need of blessing, and Amen against either scale; who committed treason Stuck in my throat.
enough for God's sake, yet could not equivoLady M. These deeds must not be thought cate to heaven: 0, come in, equivocator. After these ways; so, it will make us mad. [Knocking.] Knock, knock, knock: Who's Macb. Methought, I heard a voice cry, Sleep there? Faith here's an English tailor come no more!
hither for stealing out of a French hose: Come Macbeth does murder sleep, the innocent sleep ; in, tailor; here you may roast your goose, Sleep, that knits up the ravel'd sleavet of care, (Knocking!] Knock, knock: Never at quiet! The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, What are you?-But this place is too cold for Balm of hurt minds, great nuture's second course, hell. I'll devil-porter it no further: I had Chief nourisher in life's feast ;
thought to have let in some of all professions, Lady M. What do you mean?
that go the primrose way to the everlasting Macb. Still it cried, Sleep no more! to all the bonfire. [Knocking.) Anon, anon; I pray you, house:
remember the porter. [Opens the gate. Glamis hath murder'd sleep; und therefore Cawdor, Shall sleep no more. Macbeth shall sleep no more!
Enter MACDOFF and LENOX. Lady M. Who was it that thus cried ? Why, Mucd. Was it so late, friend, ere you went to worthy thane, That you do lie so late?
(bed, You do unbend your noble strength, to think Port. 'Faith, Sir, we were carousing till the So brainsickly of things:-Go, get some water, second cock :t and drink, Sir, is a great proAnd wash this filthy witness from your hand.--voker of three things. Why did you bring these daggers from the Macd. What three things does drink espe. place?
cially provoke? They must lie there: Go, carry them; and smear Port. Marry, Sir, nose-painting, sleep, and The sleepy grooms with blood.
urine. Lechery, Sir, it provokes, and unproMacb. l'ilgo no more :
vokes: it provokes the desire, but it takes away I am afraid to think what I have done ; the performance: Therefore, much drink may Look on't again, I dare not.
be said to be an equivocator with lechery: it Lady M. Infirm of purpose ! [dead, makes him, and it mars him; it sets him on, Give me the daggers: The sleeping, and the and it takes him off; it persuades him, and disAre but as pictures : 'tis the eye of childhood, heartens him; makes him stand to, and not That fears a painted devil. If he do bleed, stand to: in conclusion, equivocates him in a I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal, sleep, and, giving him the lie, leaves him. For it must seem their guilt.
Macd. I believe, drink gave thee the lie last [Erit. Knocking within. night. Macb. Whence is that knocking ?
Port. That it did, Sir, i'the very throat o'me: How is't with me, when every noise appals me? But I requited him for bis lie; and, I think, W bat hands are here? Ha! they pluck out being too strong for him, though he took up mine eyes!
my legs sometime, yet I made a shift to cast
Len. Good-morrow, noble Sir!
[knocking Macd. Is the king stirring, worthy thane?
I have almost slipp'd the hour. [him; How easy is it then? Your constancy
Macb. I'll bring you to him. Hath left you unattended.--(Knocking.] Hark! Macd. I know, this is a joyful trouble to you; more knocking:
But yet, 'tis one. Get on your nightgown, lest occasion call us, Macb. The labour we delight in, physics And show us to be watchers :-Be not lost This is the door.
(pain. So poorly in your thoughts.
Macd. I'll make so bold to call, Macb. To know my deed,-'twere best not For 'tis my limited service.§ (Exit MACDUTJ. know myself.
[Knock. Len. Goes the king Wake Duncan with thy knocking! Ay, 'would From hence to-day? thou could'st!
(Exeunt. Macb. He does :-He did appoint it so.
Len. The night has been unruly: Where we SCENE III.- The same.
(say, Enter a PORTER.–Knocking within.] Our chimneys were blown down : and, as they Port. Here's a knocking, indeed! If a nian Lamentings heard i'the air ; strange screams
of death; were porter of hell-gate, he should have old turning the key. [Knocking.] Knock, knock, And prophesying, with accents terrible,
Of dire combustion, and confus'd events, * As if.
+ Sleave is unwrought silk. * To incarnardine is to stain of a flesh colour.
+ Cockcrowing, (Frequent.
1 1. e. Affords a cordial to it Appointed service.
New hatch'd to the woful time. The obscure Macb. O, yet I do repent me of my fury, bird
(earth That I did kill them. Clamour'd the livelong night: some say, the Macd. Wherefore did you so? Was feverous, and did shake.
Macb. Who can be wise, amez'd, temperate Macb. 'Twas a rough night.
and furious, Len. My young remembrance cannot parallel Loyal and neutral, in a moment? No man: A fellow to it.
The expedition of my violent love
[can, Out-ran the pauser reason.—Here lay Dun. Re-enter MACDUFF.
His silver skin lac'd with his golden blood; Macd. O horror! horror! horror! Tongue, And his gash'd stabs look'd like a breach in nor heart,
[derers, Cannot conceive, nor name thee !*
For ruin's wasteful entrance : there, the murMacb. Len. What's the matter ?
Steep'd in the colours of their trade, their Macd. Confusion now hath made his master
Unmannerly breech'd with gore:* Who could Most sacrilegious murder hath broke ope That had a heart to love, and in that heart The Lord's anointed temple, and stole thence Courage, to make his love known? The life o'the building.
Lady M. Help me hence, bo! Macb. What is't you say? the life?
Macd. Look to the lady. Len. Mean you his majesty!
Mal. Why do we hold our tongues, Macd. Approach the chamber, and destroy That most may claim this argument for ours? your sight
Don. What should be spoken here,
Are not yet brew'd.
[Lady MACBETH is carried out. And look on death itself!-up, up, and see And when we have our naked frailties bid, The great doom's image Malcolm! Ban- That suffer in exposure, let us meet, quo!
[sprights, And question this most bloody piece of work, As from your graves rise up, and walk like to know it further. Fears and scruples shake To countenance this horror! (Bell rings.
[thence In the great handt of God I stand ; and, Enter Lady Macbeth.
Against the undivulg'd pretencet I fight Lady M. What's the business,
Of treasonous malice.
Macb. And so do I.
Macb. Let's briefly put on manly readiness,
[Exeunt all but MAL. and Don.
Mal. What will you do? Let's not consort Enter BANQUO.
with them : Our royal master's murder'd!
To show an unfelt sorrow, is an office (land. Lady M. Woe, alas !
Which the false man does easy: I'll to EngWhat, in our house?
Don. To Ireland, I; our separated fortune Ban. Too cruel, any where.
Shall keep us both the safer: where we are, Dear Duff, I pr’ythee, contradict thyself, There's daggers in men's smiles : the near in And say, it is not so.
The nearer bloody.
Mal. This murderous shaft that's shot,
Hath not yet lighted; and our safest way Macb. Had I but died an hour before this is, to avoid the aim. Therefore, to horse ; chance,
And let us not be dainty of leave-taking, I had liv'd a blessed time; for, from this instant, But shift away: There's warrant in that theft There's nothing serious in mortality :
Which steals itself, when there's no mercy left. All is but toys: renown, and grace, is dead;
(Ereunt. The wine of life is drawn, and the meer lees Is left this vault to brag of.
SCENE IV.-Without the Castle.
Enter Rosse and an old MAN.
Old M. Threescore and ten I can remember Macb. You are, and do not know it:
well: The spring, the head, the fountain of your blood Within the volume of which time, I have seen Is stopp'd; the very source of it is stopp'd.
Hours dreadful, and things strange ; but this Mucd. Your royal father's murder'd.
sore night Mul, 0, by whom?
Hath trifled former knowings. Len. Those of his chamber, as it seen’d, had
Russe. Ah, good father, done't:
[blood, Thou see'st, the heavens, as troubled with Their hands and faces were all badgd with
man's act, So were their daggers, which, unwip’d, we Threaten his bloody stage: by the clock, 'tis Upon their pillows:
[lamp: They stard, and were distracted; no man's life And yet dark night strangles the travelling Was to be trusted with them.
Is it night's predominance, or the day's shame, . * The use of two negatives, not to make an affirmative, * Covered with blood to their hilt. but to deny more strongly, is common in our author. † Power.
That darkness does the face of earth entomb, It had been as a gap in our great feast,
And all things unbecoming.
[last, Macb. To night we hold a solemn supper, Sir, Even like the deed that's done. On Tuesday And I'll request your presence. A falcon, tow'ring in her pride of place, Bun. Let your highness Was by á mousing owl hawk'd at, and kill'd. Command upon me; to the which, my duties Rosse. And Duncan's horses, (a thing most Are with a most indissoluble tie strange and certain,)
For ever knit.
(make Macb. We should have else desir'd your good Contending 'gainst obedience, as they would
advice War with mankind.
(Which still hath been both grave and prospeOld M. 'Tis said, they eat each other. In this day's council; but we'll take to-morrow, Rosse. They did so; to the amazement of Is't far you ride ? mine eyes,
[Macduff:- Ban. As far, my lord, as will fill up the time That look'd upon't. Here comes the good 'Twixt this and supper : go not my horse the Enter MACDUFF.
I must become a borrower of the night, How goes the world, Sir, now?
For a dark hour, or twain. Macd. Why, see you not?.
Macb. Fail not our feast. Rosse. Is't known who did this more than Ban. My lord, I will pot. bloody deed ?
Macb. We hear, our bloody cousins are beMacd. Those that Macbeth hath slain.
stow'd Rosse. Alas, the day!
In England, and in Ireland; not confessing What good could they pretend ?*
Their cruel parricide, filling their hearers Macd. They were suborn'd :
With strange invention : But of that to-morrow; Malcolm, and Donalbain, the king's two sons, When, therewithal, we shall have cause of Are stol'n away and fled; which puts upon
Craving us jointly. Hie you to horse : Adieu, Suspicion of the deed.
Till you return at night. Goes Fleance with Rosse. 'Gainst nature still : Thriftless ambition, that wilt ravin up
Ban. Ay, my good lord : our time does call Thine own life's means!—Then 'tis most like,
upon us. The sovereignty will fall npon Macbeth. Macb. I wish your horses swift, and sure of Mucd. He is already nam’d; and gone to
And so I do commend* you to their backs. To be invested.
[Exit Banquo. Rosse. Where is Duncan's body?
Let every man be master of his time Macd. Carried to Colmes-kill;
Till seven at night; to make societyThe sacred storehouse of his predecessors, The sweeter welcome, we will keep ourself And guardian of their bones.
Till supper-time alone : while then, God be Rosse. Will you to Scone? Macd. No, cousin, I'll to Fife.
(Exeunt Lady Macbeth, Lords, Ladies, 8c. Rosse. Well, I will thither.
Sirrah, a word: Attend those men our pleaMacd. Well, may you see things well done
sure? there ;-adieu !
Atten. They are, my lord, without the paLest our old robes sit easier than our new!
lace gate. Rosse. Father, farewell.
Macb. Bring them before us.--[Exit ATTEN.] Old M. God's benison go with you: and To be thus, is nothing; with those
But to be safely thus :-Our fears in Banquo That would make good of bad, and friends of Stick deep; and in his royaltyt of nature foes !
[Exeunt. Reigns that, which would be fear'd: 'Tis
much he dares;
And, to that dauntless temper of his mind,
He hath a wisdom that doth guide his valour SCENE I.-Fores.-A Room in the Palace.
To act in safety. There is none, but he
Whose being I do fear: and, under him,
Mark Antony's was by Cæsar. He chid the As the weird women promis'd ; and, I fear,
sisters, Thou play'dst most foully fort:yet it was said, When first they put the name of King upon me, It should not stand in thy posterity;
And bade them speak to him; then, prophetBut that myself should be the root, and father
like, Of many kings. If there come truth from them, They hail'd him father to a line of kings: (As upon thee, Macbeth, their speeches shine,) Upon
my head they plac'd a fruitless crown, Why, by the verities on thee made good,
And put a barren sceptre in my gripe, May they not be my oracles as well,
Thence to be wrench'd with an unlineal hand, And set me up in hope? But hush ; no more.
No son of mine succeeding. If it be so,
For Banquo's issue have I fil'd: my mind; Senet sounded. Enter MACBETH, as King ; Lady For them the gracious Duncan have I murMACBETH, as Queen ; LENOX, Rosse, Lords,
der'd; Ladies, and Atlendunts.
Put rancours in the vessel of my peace Macb. Here's our chief guest.
Only for them; and mine eternal jewel Lady M. If he had been forgotten,
Given to the common enemy of man, * Intend to themselves
* Commit. + Nobleness # For deflod.