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With things forgotten. Kind gentlemen, your pains The prince of Cumberland : which honour must
Are register'd where every day I turn

Not, unaccompanied, invest him only,
The leaf to read them.-Let us toward the king.–But signs of nobleness, like ftars, shall shine
Think upon what hath chanc'd; and, at more time, On all deservers. From hence to Inverness,
The interim having weigh'd it, let us speak And bind us further to you.

[you : Our free hearts each to other.

Macb. The rest is labour, which is not us'd for Ban. Very gladly.

I'll be myself the harbinger, and make joyful Macb. 'Till then, enough.-Come, friends. The hearing of my wife with your approach;

[Exeunt. So, humbly take my leave.
S CE N E IV.
King. My worthy Cawdor!

[itep,

· Macb. The prince of Cumberland 4! - That is a Flourish. Enter King, Malcolm, Donalbain, Lenox, on which I muit fall down, or elseo'er-leap, [Afidi. and Attendants.

For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires ! King. Is execution done on Cawdor? Are not Let not light see my black and deep desires : Thore in commission yet return'd?

The eye wink at the hand! yet let that be, Mal. My liege,

Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see. [Ex::. They are not yet come back. But I have spoke King. True, worthy Banquo; he is full lo vaWith one that saw him die: who did report, And in his commendations I am fod; [liant ; That very frankly he confess'd his treasons ;

is a banquet to me. Let us after him, Implor'd your highness' pardon; and set forth Whose care is gone before to bid us welcome : A deep repentance: nothing in his life

is a peerless kinsman.

(Flourish. Exeunt. Became him, like the leaving it ; he dy’u

SCENE V.
As one that had been studied in his death,
To throw away the dearest thing he ow'd,

Enter Macbeth's Wife alone, with a Letter. As 'twere a careless trifle.

Lady. " They met me the day of sucKing. There's no art,

“ cels; and I have Icarned by the perfecteft reTo find the mind's conitruction in the face : “ port 5, they have more in them than mortal He was a gentleman on whom I built

f's knowledge. When I burnt in desire to question An absolute truft. worthiest cousin!

" them further, they made themselves-air, into Enter Macbeth, Banquo, Rolle, and Angus. “ which they vanith'd. Whiles I stood rapt in the The sin of my ingratitude even now

" wonder of it, came missives from the king, who Was heavy on me : Thou art fo far before, “ all-hail'd me, Tkane of Cardor; by which title, That swifteft wing of recompenice is slow “ before, there weird futers faluted me, and reTo overtake thee. 'Would chou hadît less deferv'd;" ferr'd me to the coming on of time, with, Hail, That the proportion both of thanks and payment kirg thar falt be! This have I thought good to Might have been mine! only I have left to say, “ deliver thee, my dearest partner of greatnefs ; More is thy due than more than all can po'. “s that thou might'st not lose the dues of rejoicing,

Macb. The service and the loyalty I owe, " by being ignorant of what greatness is promis'd In doing it, pays itself. Your highness' part

Lay it to thy heart, and farewel.” Is to receive our duties : and our duties

Glamis thou at, and Cawdor; and shalt be. [ture; Are to your throne and state, children, and servants; What thou art promis'd:-Yet do I fear thy naWhich do but what they thould, by doing every it is too full o’the milk of human kindness, Safe toward your love and hon

[thing To catch the nearest way: Thou would'st be great; King. Welcome hither :

Art not without ambition ; but without [highly, I have begun to plant thee, and will labour The illness should attend it. What thou would'ft To make thee full of growing.–Noble Banquo, That would'st thou holily; would'st not play false, That haft no less defervid, nor must be known And yet would'ft wrongly win : thou 'd'it have, No less to have done so, let me enfold thee,

great Glamis, And hold thee to my heart.

That which cries, Tbus tbou must do, if tbou bave it; B 2n. There if I grow,

And that wbikh rather thou dost fear to do, The harveit is your own.

Than wishett thould be undone. Hie thee hither, King. diy plenteous joys,

That I may pour my spirits in thine ear ; Wanton in fiIners, ftek to hide themselves And chuttise with the valour of my tongue In drops of forrow:-Sons, kinsmen, thing, All that impedes tiiee from the golden round, And you wiose places are the nearest, know, Which fate and metaphysical ? aici doth seem We will cittblith our estat pon

To have thee crown'd withal. What is your Our eldcit, Malcolm; whom vename hereafter,

tidings ?

" thee.

3.

1 That is, instructed in the art of dying. 2 i. e. the frame or disposition of the mind, wherter it is determined to cond or ill. 3 j. é. We do but perform our duty when we contract all our views to your firsice. 4 Mr. Steevens obferves, inat “the crown of Scotland was originally not hereditary. When a fucceffor was declared in the life-time of a king (as was often the cale), 'the title of Prince of Cumberland was inmediately bestowed on him as the mark of his deuguation. Cumberland was ai that time held by Scotland of the crown of England, as a tief.". si, c. By the beft intelligence.

d. C. clic diadcm.
7 Met. phyical is herc pui for supernatural.

Ester

Enter a Millinger.
Leave all the rest to me.

[Exeunte Mel. The king comes here to-night. Lady. Thou'rt mad to say it :

SCENE VI. is not thy master with him who, wer't so, Hautboys and Torches. Enter King, Malcolm, DeWould have inform'd for preparation. (coming : nalvain, Banquo, Lenox, skiucduff, Rojë, Angusa

Muf. So please you, it is true : our thane is and Attendanti. One of my fellows had the speed of him ;

King. This castle hath a pleasant seat ; the air Who, almost dead for breath, had scarcely more

Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself Than would make up his message.

Unto our gentle 9 teníes.
Lady. Give him tending,

Ban. This guest of fummer,
He brings great news. The raven himself is loarfe, The temple-haunting martiet, does approve

[Exie Mej.

By his loy'd manfiony, that the heaven's breath Tlui croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan

Smells wooingly here : no jutty frieze, Under my battiements. Come, you fpirits

Buttress, nor coigne of vantage 10, but this bird That tend on mortal" thoughts, uníex me here;

Hith made his pendant bed, and procreant crie: And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full

Where they moft breed and haunt, I hire obieri , Oí viret cruelty! make thick my blood,

The air is delicate. Stop up the access and pullage to remorte;

Enter Lady Macbeth. That no compunctious visitings of nature

King. See, see ! our honour'd hostess 'Sluake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between

The love that follows us, sometime is our trouble, The effect, and it 2! Come to my woman's breasts, which itill we thank as love. Herein i tercii you, Alid take my milk for gall 3, you muru’ring How you thall bid God yield vs Il for your pains, mintters,

And thank us for your trouble. Wherever in your fightless substances (night, You wait on nature's mischief 4! Come, thick In every point twice done, and then done double,

Lady. All our service And palls thee in the dunnctt smoke of hell ! That my keen knife 6 see not the wound it makes ; Againit those honours deep and brond, wherew th

Were poor and single business, to contend Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, Your majeity loads our house: For those of old, To cry, Hlold, boid7!--Great Glani! worthyCawdor! And the late dignities heap'd up to them, Enter Maibeib,

We rett your hermits 12. Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter !

King. Where's the thane of Cawdor? Thy letters have trantported me beyond

We cours'd him at the heels, and had a purpose This ignorant o present time, and I feel now

To be his purveyor ; but he rides well ; [him The future in the instant.

And his great love, sharp as his fpur, hath holp Macb. My dearest love,

To his home before us : Fair and noble hostess, Duncan comes here to-night.

We are your guest to-nighe.
Lady. And when goes hence?
Macb. To-morrow, as he purposes.

Lady. Your servants ever [compt '3,

Hare theirs, themselves, and what is theirs, in Lady. Oh, never

To make their audit at your highness' pleasure, Shall fun that morrow see!

Still to return your own. Your face, my thane, is as a book, where men May read strange matters :-To beguile the time, Conduct me to mine hoft; we love him highly,

King. Give me your hand: Look like the time; bear welcome in your eye,

And shall continue our graces towards him. Your hand, your tongue : look like the innocent

By your leave, hostess.

[Exeunt. flower, But be the serpent under it. He that's coming

S CE N E VII.
Mult be provided for : and you shall put
This night's great bufiness into my dispatch ;

Hautboys and Torches. Enter a Sewer 14, and divers Which thall to all our nights and days to come

Servants with dishes and service over the fluge. Give solely fovereign sway and masterdom.

Then enter Macbech. Macb. We will ípeak further.

Macb. If it were done, when 'tis done, then Lady. Only look up clear ;

'twere well To alter favour ever is to fear:

It were done quickly: If the affassination

1 That is, murtherons, or deadly designs. ? i. e. nor delay the execution of my purpose. 31. e. Take away my milk, and put gall into the place. 4 Nature's mischief is mischief done to nature. 5 i. e. wrap thyself in a pall, which was a robe of state, as well as a covering thrown over the dead. 6 The word knife was anciently used to express a sword. 7 Mr. Tollet explains this paifuge thus : The thought is taken from the old military laws, which inflicted capital puni ihment upon - whoto-' ever shall ftrike stroke at his adversary, either in the heat or otherwise, if a third do cry hold, to the intent to part them ; cxcept that they did fight a combat in a place inclold: and then no man thall be so hardy as to bid hold, but the general."

8 i, e.
e. unknowing.

9 i. c. our calm compoled senses. 10 Meaning, convenient corner. I i.e. God reward; or, perhaps, as Dr. Johnion fuggefts, proiect us. 12 Hermits, for beadlinen. 13 i. c. fubject to accon. 14 The office of a fewer was to place the dishes in order at a tealt. His chief mak of distinction was a towel round bis arm.

Could

now

Could trammel up the consequence, and catch, Macb. Pr’ythee, peaco :
With his surcease, success; that but this blow I dare do all that may become a man ;
Might be the be-all and the end-all here, Who dares do more, is none.
But here, upon this bank and thoal of time, Lady. What beast was it then,
We'd jump the life to come.—Bur, in these cases, that made you break this enterprize to me i
We still have judgment here; that we but teach When you durft do it, then you were a man ;
Bloody instructions, which, being caught, return And, to be more than what you were, you would
To plague the inventor : This even-handed justice Be fo much more the man. Nor time, nor place,
Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice Did then adhere, and yet you would make both :
To our own lips'. He's here in double trust : They have made themselves, and that their fitness
First, as I am his kinsman and his subject,
Strong both against the deed ; then, as his host, Does unmake you. I have given suck; and know
Who should against his murderer shut the door, How tender 'tis, to love the babe that nilks me :
Not bear the knife myself. Besides, this Duncan I would, while it was smiling in my face,
Hath borne his faculties fo meek, hath been Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums,
So clear in his great office, that his virtues And dath'd the brains out, had I but so sworn
Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongu’d, against As you have done to this.
The deep damnation of his taking-off;

Macb. If we should fail,-
And pity, like a naked new-born babe,

Lady. We fail ! Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubin, hors'd But screw your courage to the sticking place, Upon the sightiess couriers of the air 2,

And we'll not fail. When Duncan is allcep, Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, (Whereto the rather shall his day's hard journey That tears shall drown the wind. I have no spur Soundly invite him) his two chamberlains To prick the sides of my intent, but only Will I with wine and wallel 4 to convinces, Vaulting ambition, which o'er-leaps itself, That memory, the warder 0 of the brain, And falls on the other ---Huw now! what news! Shall be a fume, and the receipt 7 of resion Enter Lindy.

A limbeck only 8 : When in iwinih sleep Lady. He has almost iuppd; Why have you Their drenched natures lie, as in a death, left the chamber?

What cannot you and I perform upon Macb. Hath he ask'd for me?

The unguarded Duncan ? what not put upon Lady. Know you not, he has ?

His ipungy officers; who thall bear the guilt Macb. We will proceed no further in this business: Of our grcat quello ? He hath honour'ů me of late; and I have bought Klach. Bring forth men-children only! Gulden opinions from all forts of people, For thy undaunted metlie should compose Which would be worn nou in their newest glors, Nothing but males. Not caft afide fo foun.

Will it not be receiv'd, Lady. Was the hope drunk,

When we have mak'd with blood those sleepy two Wherein you drest yourself? hath it slept since ? Of his own chamber, and us’d their very dagger, And wakes it now, to look so green and pale That they have done 't? At what it did fo freely. From this time,

Lady. Who dares receive it uther, Such I account thy love. Art thou afraid

As we shall make our griets and clamour roar To be the lame in thine own act and valour, Upon his death? As thou art in desire? Wouldīt thou la that Mucb. I am settled, and bend up Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life, Each corporal agent to this terrible feat. And live a coward in thine own esteem; Away, and mock the time with faireft show : Letting I dare not wait upon I would,

Falle face must hide what the false heart doth know. Like the poor cat i' the adage 3 ?

[ Exeuni.

i "This obscure soliloquy, about the meaning of which none of the readers of Shakípeare agree, Dr. Johnson explains thus : “ If that which I am about to do, when it is once done and executed, were done and ended without any following effects, it would then be bett to do it quickly; it the murder could terminate in itself, and restrain the regular courle of consequences, if its fuiefs could fecure its surcease, if being once done jucessfuliv, without detection, ii could fix a period to all vengeance and enquiry, fo that this bluz inight be all that I have lo do, and this anxiely all that I have to suffer; if this could be iny condition, cven here in this uurid, in this contiatied period of temporal existence, on this narrow bani in the ocean of cternity, I would jump the life to come, I would venture upon the dced without care of any future state's But this is one of these cafes in which judgment is pronounced and sengeance inícied upon us here in our prefent lite. Il'elcach others to do as we have done, and are punished by our own example." 2 Councis of wir nican winds, air in moi!on. Signilefs is inzatiei s The proverb alluded 10 is, “ The bi lores tyk, but dares not wet her feet." 4 Hejls or loyal is a word it: in ufe in Slatlordshire, and the adjoining counties, and signifies at prctent what is called Lambs Wool, 1.c roasted apples in Itrong beer, with sugar and ipice. Haiffet, however, may be here put for riot or inicm pitance. poucr or fubdue. 6 Or, the centinck, 7 i. e. the receptacle. diealing, it shall be only a veici to cmit fuinta dos vwpours. 9 Qucli is murder,

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How the theorie ist boyn; I have not And on why blade, tante dudgeons outst of blcod,

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SCENE I.

Thou marshal'st me the way that I was going ;

And such an inftrument I was to use. Enter Banquo, and Fleance, with a torch before him. Mine eyes are made the fools o’the other senses, Bar. COW goes the night, boy?

Or else worth all the rest : I see thee ftill ; heard the clock.

Which was not so before.-There's no such thing: Bar. And she goes down at twelve.

It is the bloody business, which informs Fle. I take'ty 'tis later, fir.

Thus to mine eyes.- Now o'er the one half world Bar. Hold, take my sword :-. There's husban- Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse dry in heaven,

The curtain'd neep ; now witchcraft celebrates Their candles are all out.Take thee that too. Pale Hecate's offerings ; and wither'd murder, A heavy summons lies like lead upon me, Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf, And yet I would not fleep : Merciful powers !

Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace, Restrain in me the cursed thoughts, that nature With Tarquin's ravishing ítrides, towards his design Gives way to in repose !--Give me my stvord ; Moves like a ghoft.-Thou sure and firm-set earth,

Enter Macberb, and a servant with a torch. Hear not my iteps, which way they walk, for fear Who's there?

Thy very stones prate of my where-about, Mocb. A friend.

And take the present horror from the time, Bar. What, fır, not vet at rest? The king's a-bed: Which now suits with it.-_While I threat, he lives : He hath been in unusual pleasure, and

Words to the heat of deeds too cold breath gives. Senc forth great largess to your officers :

(4 bill rings. This diamond he greets your wife withal, I go, and it is done ; the bell invites me. By the name of most kind hoftels ; and shut up Hear it not, Duncan ; for it is a knell In measureless content.

That suminuns thee to heaven, or to hell. [Exit. Macb. Being unprepar'd,

SCENE II.
Our will became the servant to defect;
Which else should free have wrought.

Enter Lady Macbeth.
Bax. All's well.

Lady. That which hath made them drunk, hath I dreamt last night of the three weird sisters :

made me bold ; To you they have thew'd some truth.

What hath quench'd them, h2th given me fire : Muib. I think not of them :

Hark !--Peace ! Yet, when we can intreat an hour to serve, [ness, It was the owl that shriek'd, the fatal bell-man, We would spend it in some words upon that buli-| Which gives the stern 'st good-niz bor. He is about it: If you would grant the time.

The doors are open ; and the surfeited grooms B.1n. At your kind't leisure.

['tis, Do mock their charge with snores : I have drugg’d Vach. If you ihail cleave to my consent?, when

their poflets 5, It th tl make honour for you.

That death and nature du contend about them, B.zn. So I lote none,

Whether they live, or die. In fe-king to augment it, but fill keep

Mab. [Ilirlin.) Who's there :--what, ho ! Viy horom franchis’d, and allegiance clear,

Lady. Alack! I am afraid they have awak'd, I ihall be countel!'d.

And 'tis not done :--the attempt, and not the deed, Macb. Good repose, the wlile !

Confounds us : ----Hark!--I laid their daggers ready, Ban. Thanks, fir ; The like to you! [Exit Bun. He could noi miss them.-Had he not resembled Macb. Go, bid thy mistress, when my drink is My father as he slept, I had donet.- My husband? ready,

Enter Macbcth. She strike upon the bell. Get thee to bed. (Exit Serr. Macb. I have done the deed :-Didnt chou noc Is this a dagger, which I see bejere me,

hear a noise ?

[cry. The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch Lady. I heard the owl scream, and the crickets thee :

Did not you speak ? I have thee not; and yet I see thee stijl.

Marb. When ? Art thou no:, fatal vision, sentible

Lady. Now. To feeling, as to fight or art chou but

Macb. As I defcended ? A dagger of the mind; a falfe creation,

Lady. Ay. Proceeding from the heat-oppretted brain ?

Macb, Hark!--Who lies i'the second chamber? I see thee yet, in form as palpable

Lady. Dooulbain. As this which now I draw.

Muib. This is a sorry figlit. [Locking orlis hants.

I To Mhui up, is to conclude. 2 Consent for will. 3 Dudgeon properly means the l 'ft or handle of a dagger, and is used for that particular sort of handle which has come ornament carved on the top of it. 4 i. e. fpots : the phiafe is borrowed from heraldry. s It was the general custom in those days !o cat pojets just before bed-time.

Bb

Lily,

Lady. A foolish thought, to say a forry figlit. 1 A little water clears us of this deed : Macb. There's one did laugh in his feep, and How easy is it then! Your constancy one cry'd, murder !

[them : Hath left you unattended.---Hark! more knocking : That they did wake each other ; I food and heard

[krock. But they did say their prayers, and address'd them Get on your night-gown, lest occafion call us, Again to Necp.

And thew us to be watchers :- Be not lost Ledy. There are two lodg'd together. So poorly in your thoughts. Macb. One cry'd, God bless us! and, Amen, the Matb. To know my deed,—'Twere best not other;

know myself +.

[Knock. As they had seen me, with these hangman's liands, Wake Duncan with thy knocking! I would, thou Listening their fear'. I could not fiy, Amen,

couldit!

(Eseuns. When they did say, God bless us. Lidy. Consider it not so deeply. Amen

S CE N E III. Mache But wherefore could not I

pronou.ce,

Erter a Porter.
I had most need of blessing, and Amen
Stuck in my throat.

Kucting within.] Por. Here's a knocking, Lady. Theie deeds must not be thought

indeed! If a man were porter of hell-gate, he After there ways; so, it will make us mad.

thould have old turning the key. [Knock.] Knock, Macb. Mcthought, I heard a voice cry, « Sleep knock, knock: Who's there, i'the name of Bel“ no more!

zebub ? Here's a farmer, that hang'd himself on * Macbeth does murder 1leep, the innocent Keep; the expeétation of plenty: come in time; have Sleer, that knits up the raveli'd leave 2 of care,

napkins enough about you ; here you'll weat “ The death of each day's life, fore labour's batli

, tort. [krok.) Knock, knock: Who's there i'the “ Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, other devil's name: 'Frith, here's an equivocator', “ Chief nourisher in life's feaft;"

that could swear in both the ícales against either Lady. What do you mean?

[heuse:

fcale; who committed trearon enough for God's Maib. Still it cry'd, “Sleep no more !" to all the lake, yet could not equivocate to heaven : oh, Glamis hath murder'd feep; and therefor('

ior come in, equivocator. (brock.] Knock, knock, Suall Neep no more, Macheth shall jeep nomore!" knock : Who's there? Froth, here's an English lady. Who was it, that thus cry'd ? Whi, tylor come bither, for stealing out of a French worthy thane,

hore: come in, taylor ; here you may roast your You do unbend your noble strength, to think

goose. [Krock.] Knock, kuock: never at quiet! So brain-fickily of things :-Go, get some water,

What are you? But this place is too cold for hell. And waih this filthy witness from your hand.--

I'll devil porter it no further : I had thought to Why did you bring these diggers from the place: have let in some of all professions, that go the They muit lie there : Go, carry them; and imear primrose way to tie everlatting bonfire. [Knock.] Tnt feepy grooms with blood.

Anon, anon; I pray you, remember the porter. Maih. I'll go no more :

Enter Vardiff und Lenox. I am afraid to think what I have done ;

Muid. Was it so lite, friend, ere you went to bed, Look on't again, I dare not.

That you no lie to late? Lady. Infirm of purpose!

Por. 'Faith, sir, we were carousing 'till the feGive me the daggers: The Reeping, and the dead, cond cock: and drink, lur, is a great provoker Are but as pictures : 'tis the eye of childhood, of three things. That fears a painted devil. If he do bleed,

Maad. What three things doth drink especially I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal,

provoke? For it must seem their guilt.[7xit. Krocking within. Poi. Marry, sir, nose-painting, jeep, and urine. Macb. Whence is that knocking :

Lechery, fri it provokes, and unprovokes; it How is't with me, when every noise appals me? provoke the defire, but it takes away the perWhat hands are here? Ha! they pluck out mine furn:ne: Therefore, much drink may be said to

be an equivocator with lecheiy: it makes him, Will all great Neptune's ocean wath this blond and it nais lim; it lets him on, and it takes him Clean from my hand. No; thuis my hand will rather lott; it periuades bin, and disheartens him; mskes The multitudinous feas 3 incarnardine,

him Tunid to, and not stand to: in conclusion, Making the green-one red.

equivocates him in a sicer, and, giving him the lie, Re-enter Lady Macbeth.

Icases him. Laly. My hands are of your colour ; but I thame Med. I believe, drink gave thee the lie laft To wear a heart so white. I hear a knocking night.

knuck. lor. That it did, fir, i the very throat o'me : At the south entry :-retire we to our chamber : Put I requited him for his lie; and I think, being

eyes !

I That is, 7?ening to their ear. ? A skein of hik is called a fleave of Gilk. 3 To incarnardine, is to fain anything of a fleih colour, or red. 4 1. P. while live the thoughts of this deed, it were beit not know, or be lof to, myself. Si. e. handkerchiefs. Nieaning, a jeluit; an order so troublcome to the state in qucen Elizabeth and king James the lirit's time; the inventors of the execiable doctrine of equiuocatione

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