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life in me, would preferment drop on my head. Hark! the kings and the princes, our kindred, I brought the old man and his son aboard the are going to see the queen's picture. Come, follow prince; told him, I heard them talk of a farthel, us : we'll be thy good masters. [Excunt. and I know not what : but he at that time, over

SCENE 111. fond of the thepherd's daughter, (so he then took

Paulina's House. her to be) who began to be much sea-sick, and Enter Leontes, Polixere., Floripel, Perdita, Camillo, himielf little better, extremity of weather conti

Paulina, Lora's and attendants. nung, this mystery remained undiscovered. But Leo. O grave and good Paulina, the great com'ris all one to me ; for had I been the finder-out That I have had of thee !

(fort of this secret, it would not have relish'd among my Paul. What, sovereign fir, other diicredits.

I did not well, I mean well : All my services Enter Shepberd and Clown,

You have paid nome: but chat you have vouchiaf'd, Here come those I have done good to against my With your crown'd brother, and these your con, will, and already appearing in the blolloms of their

tracted fortune.

Heirs of your kingdoms, my poor house to visit; S6.f. Come, boy ; I am paft more children ; but It is a surplus of your grace, which never thy soils and daughters will be all gentlemen born. My life may 121t to antwer.

C's. You are well mel, fu ; You demed to tight Leo. O Paulina, with me this other day, because I was no gentit - We honour you with trouble : But we came man burn : See you ilete clothes ? tay, you fee To fee se itatue of oull queen : your gallery them nul, and think me ftill no gencieman born : Have we paty'd through, not without much content you were belt fay, there robes are not gentlemen In many fingularities ; bu ve saw not bom. Give me the lie; do; and try whether 1 That which my dauglier came to look upon, am not now a gentleman born.

The statue ofler mother. rui. I know, you are now, fir, a gentleman Paul. As the ind peerless, born.

So her dead likeness, I do well believe, Cis. Ay, and have been so any time these four Excels whatever yer you look'd upon, hours.

Or hand of man hath done ; therefore I keep it Shep. And so have 1, boy.

Lonely, apart : Put here it is; prepare Co. So you have :--but I was a gentleman born To les the life as lively mock', as ever (well. before my father : for the king's son took me by Still sleep mock'd death: behold ; and say, 'cis the hand, and call'd me brother; and then the [Pirulina undraws u curtain, and discovers a sturu. two kings call'd my father, brother; and then the I like your silence, it the more then's off prince, my brother, and the princess, my hiter, Tour wonder : But yet ipek ;--it, you, my liege, call d my father, father ; and to we wept : and Comes it not fomething near ? there was the firtt gentleman-like tears that ever leo. Her natural potture! We hed.

Chide me, dear stone; that I may fay, indced, Skep. We may live, son, to thed many more. Thou art Hermione : or, rather, thou art the,

Clo. Ay; orelie 'twere hard luck, being in fo in thy not chiding ; for the was as tender, preposterous estate as we are.

As infancy, and grace.--But yei, Paulina, Aut. I humbly beleech you, sir, to pardon me all Hermione was not to much wrinkled; nothing the faults I have committed to your worship, and to So aged, as this seems. Bre me your good report to the prince my matter. Pud. Oh, nut by much.

Sbep. 'Priythee, lon, do; for we muit be gen l'ani. Somuch the more our curver's excellence, te, now we are gentlemen.

Which let's gu by some fixteen years, and makes her Ch. Thou wilt amend thy life?

As the lisdrow'. du. Ay, an it like your good worship.

Lto. As now the might have done, Cis. Give me thy hand : I will swear to the So much to my good comfort, as it is prove, thou art as honest a true fellow as any is in Nuw piercing to my soul. Or, thus she stood, Euliemnia.

Even with such life of majeity, (warm life, Sep. You may say it, but not swear it. As now it coidly itands) when first I woo'd her!

Cle. Not iwear it, now I am a gentleman Let I am atham'd : Does not the stone rebuke me, boors and 1 franklins say it, I'll swear it. For being more stone than it :---Oh, royal piece, Sbrp. How if it be false, fon?

There's magick in thy majulty ; which has Clo. If it be ne'er fo false, a true gentleman may | My evils conjurd to remembrance; and fwear it, in the behalf of his friend :--And I'll From thy admiring daughter took the spirits, fwear to the prince, thou art a tall 2 fellow of thy Standing like stone with thee ! hands, and that thou wilt not be drunk; but I k:10W, Per. And give me leave; touart no tall fellow of thy hands, and that thou And do not say, 'tis fupertition, that wilt be drunk ; but I'll swear it: and I would, I kneel, and then implore her Lleffing.---Lady, L'evu would'It be a tall fellow of thy hands. Dear queen, that ended when I but bega),

Aui. I will prove fo, sir, to my power. Give me that hand of yours, to kiss.

Cir. Ay, by any means prove a tall fellow : if Paui. On, patience 3 ; I do not wonder, how thou dar'lt venture to be The statue is but newly tix'd, the colour's ulik, nós being a tall fellow, trust me noi. Not dry.

' Franklin is a freeholder, or yeoman, a man above a villain, bụt not a gentleman, 2 i.“, tout. 3 1. e. Itay a while, be not so eager.

Cam.

Cam. My lord, your sorrow was too sore laid on ; l'll fill your grave up: ftir ; nay, come away ; Which fixteen winters cannot blow away ; Bequeath to death your numbness, for from him So many summers, dry : scarce any joy

Dear life redeems you.—You perceive, she stirs ? Did ever so long live; no sorrow,

[Hermione comes down. But kill'd itself much sooner.

Start not ; her actions shall be holy, as, Pol. Dear my brother,

You hear, my spell is lawsul : do not hun her, Let him, that was the cause of this, have power Until you see her die again ; for then To take off fo much grief from you, as he You kill her double : Nay, present your hand : Will piece up in himself.

When she was young, you woo'd her ; now, in age, Paul. Indeed, my lord,

Is she become the suitor. If I had thought, the fight of my poor image Leo. Oh, she's warm ! [Embracing ber. Would thus have wrought you,(for the stone is mine) If this be magick, let it be an art I'd not have thew'd it.

Lawful as eating. Lco. Do not draw the curtain.

[fancy Pol. She embraces him. Paul. No longer shall you gaze on't ; left your Cums. She hangs about his neck; May think anon, it moves.

If the pertain to lifc, let her speak too. Lro. Let be, let be.

Poi. Ay, and make't manifest where she has liid, Would I were dead, but that, methinks, already Or how 1tol'n from the dead ? What was he, that did make it :-See, my lord, Paul. That she is living, Would you not deem, it breath'd ? and that those Were it but told yon, should be hooted at Did verily bear blood ?

(veins Like an old tale ; but it appears, the lives, Pol. Mafterly done :

Though yet the speak not. Mark a little while. The very life seems warm upon her lip. Pleale you to interpose, fair madam ; kneel,

Leo. The fixure of her eye has motion in't, And pray your mother's blessing.--Turn, good lady ; As we are mock'd with art.

Our Perdita is found, Paul. I'll draw the curtain ;

[Presenting Perdita, owho kneels to Hermione, My lord's alinoit so far transported, that

He«. You gods, look down, He'll think anon, it lives.

And from your sacred vials pour your graces Leo. O fiveet Paulina,

Upon my daughter's head !--Tell me, mine own, Make me to think so twenty years together ; Where halt thou heen preserv'd? where liv'd ? No tetried senies of the world can match

how found The pleasure of that madness. Let ’t alone. [but Thy father's court for thou shalt hear, that I,—

Paul. I am sorry, sir, I have thus far stirr'd you : Knowing by Paulina, that the oracle I could affiet you further.

Gave hope thou walt in being,--have preservid Lco. Do, Pzulina ;

Myself, to see the issue.
For this affliction has a taste as sweet

Paul. There's time enough for that ;
As any cordial comfort.--Still, methinks, Leit they desire, upon this puih, to trouble
There is an air comes from her: What fine chizzel Your joys with like relation.--Go together,
Could ever yet cut breath. Let no man mock me, You precious winners all ; your exultation
For I will kiss her.

Partake to every one: 1, an old turtle,
Paul. Good my lord, forbcar :

Will wing me to some wither'd bough; and there The ruddiness upon her lip is wet ;

My mate, that's never to be found again,
You'll mar it, if you kiss it ; ítain your own Lament 'till I am loft.
With oily painting : Shall I draw the curtain ? Leo. O peace, Paulina ;
Lco. No, not there twenty years.

Thou should it a husband take by my consent, l'er. So long could I

As I by thine, a wife : this is a match, Stand by, a looker on.

And made between's by vows. Thou hast found Paul. Either forhear,

mine ; Quit presently the chapel ; or resolve you But how', is to be question d : for I saw her, For more amazement: If you can behold it, As I thought, dead ; and have, in vain, faid many P'll make the statue move indeed ; descend, A prayer upon her grave : I'll not seek far And take you by the hand : but then you'll think, (For him, I partly know his mind) to find thee (which I protest against) I am affifted

An honourable husband :--Come, Camillo, Ly wicked powers.

And take her by the hand; whose worth, and hoLeo. Wlut you can make her do,

Is richly noted; and here justify d [netty, I am content to look on : what to speak, By us, a pair of kings.- Let's from this place.I am content to hear; for 'tis as easy

What ?-Look upon my brother ?-both your To make her fixak, 35 move.

pardons, Paul. It is requir'd!,

That e'er I put between your holy looks You do awake your iaith : Then, all stand till ; My ill suspicion.—Thís your ion-in-law, Or, those, that think it is unlawful business And son unto the king ; who, heavens directing, I am abuur, lui fbem depart.

Is troth-plight to your daughter.-Good Paulina, Leo. Proceei;

Lead us from hence; where we may leisurely No foot tall itir.

Each one demand, and answer to his part Paul. Mufick quake her : strike.- [Musick. Perform'd in this wide gap of time, since first 'Tis time; defcend; be it une no more: approach ; We were dillever'd: Hastily lead way. Strike all that look upon with marvel Come ;

[Exeunt sxes. MACBETH.

PERSONS REPRESENTE D. DUNCAN, King of Scotland.

SIWARD, General of the English forces. MALCOLM, } Sons to the King.

Young SIWARD, bis son. DOXALBAIN,

SEYTON, an Officer attending on Macbeth. MACBETA,

Son to Macduff: Basovo, } Generals of the King's army.

An English Docior. LENOX,

A Scotch Dottor. A Captain. A Porter. An old MACDUFF,

Man.
Rosse,
MESTETH,
Noblemen of Scotland.

Lady MACBETH.
Axcus,

Lady Macduff. CATHNESS,

Gentlewoman attending on Lady Macberb.
FLEANCE, Son to Banquo.

HECATE, and three Witcbes.
Lords, Gentlemen, Officers, Soldiers, Murderers, Attendants, and Messengers.

The Ghost of Banquo, and several other Apparitions.
SCENE, in tbe end of the fourth Aft, lies in England; through the rest of the play, in Scotl.19.d;

and, chiefly, at Macbeth's Cafic.

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witch. WHEN fhale we three meet again

S CE N E I.

'Gainst my captivity : Hail, brave friend!

Say to the king the knowledge of the broil,
Thunder and Lightning:

As thou didit leave it.
Enter three Witches.

Cap. Doubtful it itool ;

As two spent swimmers, that do cling together, In thunder, lightning, or in rain? And choak their art. The mercilets Macdonel 2 Witch. When the hurly-burly's done, (Worthy to be a rebel; for, to that, When the battle's loft and won :

The multiplying villanies of nature 3 Wireb. That will be ere th' set of fun. Do swarm upon him) from the western isles i Witch. Where the place?

Of Kernes and Gallow-glasses is fupply'd; 2 Witch. Upon the heath :

And fortune, on his damned quarrel smiling, 3 Witch. There to meet with Macbeth. Shew'd like a rebul's whore : But all's too weak: I Wireb. I come, Gray-malkin!

For brave Macbetii, (well he deserves that name) All. Paddock calls : -Anon".

Disdaining fortune, with his brandith'd steel, Fair is foui, and foul is fair 2 :

Which smoak'd with bloody execution, Hover through the fog and filthy air.

Like valour's minion, carved out his passage,

Till he fac'd the slave :
S CE N E II.

And ne'er thook hands, nor bade farewel to him, Alarum within. Enter King Duncan, Malcolm, Do- 'Till he unseam'd him from the nave 3 to the chops,

nalbain, Lenox, with Attendants, meeting a bleed. And fix'd his head upon our battlements. ing Capiain.

King. Oh, valiant cousin! worthy gentleman ! King. What bloody man is that? He can report, Cap. As whence the sun 'gins his reflexion 4, As seemeth by his plight, of the revolt

Shipwrecking storms and direful thunders break; The newest state.

So from that spring, whence comfort seem'd to come, Mal. This is the serjeant,

Discomfort swells. Mark, king of Scotland, mark: Who like a good and hardy soldier fought No sooner justice had, with valour arm’d,

* Mr. L'pton observes, that to understand this passage, we should suppose one familiar calling with the voice of a cat, and another with the croaking of a toad. 2 i. e. we make these sudden changes of the weather.

3. Warburton thinks we should read, from the nape to the chops ; i. e. cut his skull 4 i. s. the eart.

Compellid

in two.

Compell’d these skipping Kernes to trust their heels; 3 Wilcb. Sister, where thou?
But the Norweyan lord, surveying vantage,

1 Witch. A sailor's wife had chelnuts in her las, With furbish'd arms, and new supplies of men, And mouncht, and mouncht, and mounchti-Gize Began a fresh allault.

mne, quoth I. King. Dismay'd not this

Aroines thee, witib! the rump-fed " ronyon 7 cries. Qur captains, Macbeth and Banquo?

Her husband's to Aleppogone, master oʻthe Tyger: Cap. Yes;

But in a fieve I'll thither fail, As sparrows, eagles; or the hare, the lion. And, like a rat without a tail, If I say sooth, I must report they were

I'll do, I'll do, and I'll do. As cannons overcharg'd with double cracks;

2 Witch. I'll give thee a wind. So they

i Witch. Thou art kind. Doubly redoubled Itrokes upon the foe:

3 Witch. And I another. Except they meant to bathe in reeking wounds, i Witch. I myself have all the other ; Or memorize ' another Golgotha,

And the very 8 points they blow, I cannot tell :

All the quarters that they know But I am faint, my gashes cry for help.

I'the shipman's card. King. So well thy words become thee, as thy I will drain him dry as liay : wounds!

(geons. Sleep shall, neither night nor day, They smack of honour both:--Go, get him sur. Hang upon his pent-houre lid; Enter Rolle.

He thall live a man forbid 9 : Who comes here?

Weary seven-nights, nine times nine, Mal. The worthy thane of Rose.

Shall he dwindle, peak, and pine : Lex. What a haste looks through his eyes! So Though his bark cannot be loft, Thould he look,

Yet it shall be tempelt-toft. That seems to speak things frange.

Look what I have. R. God fave the king!

2 Witch. Shew me, few me. Xing. Whence cam'it thou, worthy thane ? 1 Witch. Here I have a pilot's thumh, Rolle. From Fife, great king,

Wreck’d, as homeward he did come. [Drun within Where the Norweyan banners flout ? the sky, 3 Wich. A drum, a drum; And fan our people cold.

Macbeth doth come. Norway himself, with terrible numbers,

All. The weird fifters 10, hand in hand,
Affitted by that most dilloyal traitor

Posters of the sea and land,
The thane of Cawdor, be an a diimal confift: Thus do go about, about ;
Till that Bellona's brii'egroom, lapt in proof, Thrice to thine, and thrice to mine,
Confronted him with leli-comparisons 3, And thrice again, to make up nine :
Point againit point rebellious, ärm 'gainst arm, Peace!--the charm's wound up.
Cuibing his lavith spuit: And to conclude,

Enter Macbeth and Banquo.
The victory fell on us ;-

Mac. So foul and fair a day I have not seen.'. Kirg. Great happiness!

Ban. How far is 't call'd to Fores? What are Roje. That now

So wither'd, and so wild in their attire; (thetc, Sweno, the Norways' king, craves composition ; That look not like the inhabitants o'the eastli, Nor would we deign him burial of his men, And yet are on 't?-Live you ? or are you aught 'Till he disbursed, at Saint Colmes' inch 4, That man may question " You seem to understand Ten thousand dollars to our general use. [ceive By each at once her choppy finger laying

King. No more that thane of Cawdor shall de- Upon her skinny lips : You should be women, Our bosom interest :-Go, pronounce his present And yet your beards 12 forbid ine to interpret And with his former title greet Macbeth. (death, That you are so. Rolle. I'll fee it done.

Macb. Speak, if you can ;-What are you? King. What he hath loft, noble Macbeth hath I Witch. All hail, Macbeth! hail to thee, thane

[Excunt.
of Glamis !

[of Cador! SCENE III.

2 Wisch. All hail, Macbeth! hail to thee, thane Thundir, Enter the three Witches.

3 Wirch. All hail, Macbeth! that ihalt be king i Witch. Where hatt thou been, filter?

hereafter,

(fear 2 Witch. Killing swine.

Bar. Good fir, why do you start; and seem to

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I Memorize, for make memorable. 2 To fout is to mock or insult. 3 i. e. gave him as good as he brought, snow'd he was his equal. 4 Culme's inch, now called Inchcomb, a small island lying in the Firth of Edinburgh, with an abbey upon it, dedicated to St. Columb; called by Camden Inch Colm, or the Isle of Columba.

s Aroint, or avaunt, be gone. 6 The weird Giter hec alludes to the poverty of the woman who had called her witch, as not being able to procure better provision than Tuinps and other offals.

7 i. e. fcabby or mangy woman; from rogneux, Toyne, scurt. 81. e. the true cxcct points. 9 i. e. as one under a curse, an interdiction. 10 Weird is derived from an Anglo-saxon word signifying a prophecy. The weird fijters here mean the Fates or Dejlinies of the northern nations. 111, e. may hold convcıle with. 13 Watches were supposed always to have tail on their chins.

Things that do found so fair-I'the name of truth, Only to herald thee into his fight,
Are ye fantastical", or that indeed

Not pay thee.
Which outwardly ye shew? My noble partner - Roje. And, for an earnest of a greater honour,
You greet with present grace, and great prediction He bade me, from him, call thee thane of Cawdor:
Of noble having ?, and of royal hope,

In which addition, hail, most worthy thane! That he seems wrapt withal; to me you speak not: For it is thine. If you can look into the seeds of time, (not; Ban. What, can the devil speak true ? (dress me And day, which grain will grow, and which will Macb. The thane of Cawdor lives; Why do you Seak then to me, u ho neither beg, nor fear, In borrow'd robes ? Your favours, nor your hate.

Ang. Who was the thane, lives yet ; I licb. Hani!

But under heavy judgment bears that life, 2 HW.. Hail!

Which he deserves to lose. Whether he was 3 Witch. Hail!

Combin'd with Norway; or did line the rebel i fitcb. Leiser than Macbeth, and greater. With hidden help and vantage; or that with both 2 Hitch. Not so happy, yet much happier.

He labour'd in his country's wreck, I know not ; 3 Mitch. Thou shalt get kings, though thou be But treasons capital, confess'd, and prov'd, 50, all hui, Macbeth and Banquo! (none: Have overthrown him,

i Wilcb. Banquo, and Macbeth, all hail! Macb. Glamis, and thane of Cawdor :

Mac. Stay, you imperfect speakers, tell me more: The greatest is behind.---Thanks for your pains.-By Sinel's 3 death, I know, I am thane of Glamis; Do you not hope your children shall be kings, But how of Cawdor? the thane of Cawdor lives, When those that gave the thane of Cawdor to me, A prosperous gentleman; and, to be king, Promis'd no lets to them? Sound not within the prospect of belief,

Ban, Thar, truited home, No more than to be Cawdor. Say, from wlience Might yet enkindle 7 you unto the crown, You owe this trange intelligence? or why Befides the tune of Cawdor. But 'tis strange : l'pon this blaited heath you itop our way

And oftentimres, to win us to our harm, With iuch prophetick greeting :-Speak, I charge The initrumetits of darkness tell us truths; you.

["Vitehes vanin. Win us with honelt trifies, to betray us [you. Ban. The earth hath bubbles, as the water has, In decpet consequence. Cousins, a word, I pray And tele are of them :-Whither are they va

Macb. Two truths are told, niih'd?

(melted As happy prologues to the fucking act Alacb. Into the air ; and what seem'd corporate of the imperial theme.--I thank you, gentlemen.-As breth into the wind.—'Would they had itaid! This fupernatural foliciting

Bur. Were such things here, as we do speak Cannot be ill; cannot be good :-If ill, Or tuve we eaten of the infane root 4, [about Why bath it given me earnest of succeis, Thit takes the reason prisoner?

Commencing in a truth! I ain thine of Cawdor: Macb. Your children thall be kings.

if good, why do I yield to ttut tuggestion Bar, You Thall he king.

[fu? Wulo horrid image duth unfix my hair, Abscb. And thine of Cawdor coo; went it not And make my seated heart knock al my ribs, Buic. To the self-iame tune, and words. Who's Againit the ule of nature ? Present fen's here?

Are lels than horrible imaginings:
Enter Rolle and singus,

My thought, whole murder yet is but fantastical,
Roise. The king bath happily receiv'd, Macbeth, Sinshes fo my single state of man, th.it function
The nezi's of thy tucceis : and when he reads Is imother'd in furmile); and nothirs in
Troy perional venture in the rebel's tight,

But what is nut. His wonders and his praites do contend,

Ban. Look, how our partner's rapt. Winch should be thine, or his : Silenc'd with that,

Macb. If chance will have me king, why, chance la viewing o'er the rest o' the self-fame day, Without my stir.

(may crown me, He finds thee in the stout Norweyan ranks,

Bun. New honours, come upon him (mould, Nothing afraid of what thyself didft make, Like our strange garments, cleave not to their Strange images of death. As thick as tale, But with the aid of ufe. Cime puit with posts; and every one did bear

Macb. Come what come may, Thy prules in his kingdom's great defence, Time and the hour runs througlı the roughest day. A pour'd them down before him.

Bun. Worthy Macbeth, we itay upon your des. We are sent,

leiture.

[was wrought 10 To save thee, from our royal master, thanks; : Macb. Give me your favour :---my dull brain

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Ti.e. creatures of fantasy or imagination. 2 Haring, we have before observed, is ellate, por lon, forlunc. 3 The father of Macleth. 4 Shakipeare here alludes to the qualities anciently alcribed to hemlock. $ That is, potts arrived as fast as they could be counted. i. e. carried as far as it will go. 7 Enkirdle, for to finulate you to feck. 8 Warburton thinks foliciting is bere put for information; while Johnson rather thinks it means incitement. 9 Meaning, - Of things now about me I have no perception, being intent wholly on that which has yet no existence.” 1.6. was worked, agitated.

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