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Dear Duff, I pr’ythee, contradict thyself,
And say, it is uut so.
Re-enter MacBeth and LENOX.
Macb. Had I but died an hour before this Macd. He did command me to call timely on
chance, him ;
I had liv'd a blessed time ; for, from this in I have almosi slipp'd the hour.
stant, Macb. I'll bring you to bim.
There's nothing serious in mortality : Macd. I know, this is a joyful trouble to you: All is but toys : renown, and grace, is dead ; But yet 'tis one.
The wine of life is drawn, and the meer lees Mucb. The labour we delight in, physics is left this vault to brag of.
pain. This is the door.
Enter MALCOLM and DONALBAIN.
Don. What is amiss ?
(Exit MacDUFF. Macb. You are, and do not know it: Len. Goes the king
The spring, the head, the fountain of your From bence to-day !
blood Macb. He does :-He did appoint it so. is stopp'd ; the very source of it is stopp'd. Len. The night has been unruly : Where Macd. Your royal father's murder'd. we lay,
Mal. Oh! by whoin? Our chimneys were blown down : and, as they Len. Those of his chamber, as it seem'd, had say,
(blood, Lamentings heard i'the air ; strange screams Their hands and faces were all badg'i with of death ;
So were their daggers, which, uuwip'd, we And prophesying, with accents terrible,
found of dire combustion and confus'd events,
Upon their pillows : New batch'd to the woeful time. The obscure They star'd, and were distracted; no man's life bird
Was to be trusted with thein. Clamour'd the livelong night : some say, the Much O yet I do repent me of my fury, earth
That I did kill them. Was feverous, and did shake.
Macd. Wherefore did you so Macb. 'Twas a rough pight.
Mucb. Who can be wise, amaz'd, temperate Len. My young remembrance canvot parallel
and furious, A fellow to it.
Loyal and neutral, in a moment ? No man: Re-enter MACDUFF.
The expedition of my violent love
Out-ran the pauser reason.-Here lay Duncan, Macd. O horror! horror! horror! Tongue, His silver skin lac'd with bis golden blood; nor heart,
And his gash'd stabs look'd like a breach in Cannot conceive, nor name thee! +
nature, Macb. Len. What's the matter ?
For ruin's wasteful entrance : there, the mur. Macd. Confusion now hath made his master
Steep'd in the colours of their trade, their dagMost sacrilegious murder hath broke ope
(refrain, The Lord's anointed temple, and stole thence Unmanperly breech'd with gore : . Who could The life o'the building.
That had a heart to love, and in that heart Macb. Wbat is't you say ? the life?
Courage, to make his love kuown? Len. Mean you bis majesty !
Lady M. Help me hence, bo! Macd. Approach the chamber, and destroy Macd. Look to the lady. your sight
Mal. Why do we hold our tongues, With a new Gorgon :--Do not bid me speak; That most may claim this argument for ours ! See, and then speak yourselves. - Awake! Don. What should be spoken here, awake!
Where our fate, hid within an augre-bole, [Ereunt MACBETH and Lenox. May rush and seize us ? Let's away ; our tears Ring the alarum-bell :-Murder ! and treason ! Are uot yet brew'd. Banquo, and Donalbain! Malcolm! awake! Mal. Nor our strong sorrow on Shake off this downy sleep, death's counterfeit, The foot of motion. And look on death itself !-up, up, and see Ban. Look to the lady :The great doom's image ?--Malcolm! Ban
(Lady MACBETH is carried out.
And when we bave our naked frailties hid, As from your graves rise up, and walk like That suffer in exposure, let us meet, sprights,
And question this most bloody piece of work, To countenance this horror!
To know it further. Fears and scruples shake (Bell rings.
In the great band + of God I stand ; and, thence Enter Lady MACBETH.
Against the undivulg'd pretence 1 I tight Lady M. What's the business,
Of treasonous malice. That such a hideous trumpet calls to parley Macb. And so do I. The sleepers of the bouse i speak, speak,
All. So all. Macd. o gentle lady,
Macb. Let's briefly put on manly readiness, "Tis not for you to hear what I can speak : And meet i’the ball together. The repetition in a woman's bear,
All. Well contented. Would murder as it fell.o Banquo ! Banquo!
[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 Lady M. Woe, alas !
Which the false man does easy: I'll to Eng. What, in our house?
land. Ban. Too cruel any where.--
Don. To lieland, I ; our separated fortune
Shall keep us both the safer : where we are, • Appointed service. + The nse of two negarises, not to make an affirma. pive, but to deny more strongly, is common
• Covered with blood to their hilt.
• Intenti wu.
There's daggers in men's smiles: the near in
ACT 111. blood, The nearer bloody.
SCENE 1.- Fores.-A Roumn in the Palace. Mal. This inurderous shaft that's shot, Hath got yet lighted; and our safest way
Enter BANQUO. Is, to avoid the aim. Therefore, to horse ;
Ban. Thou hast it now-King, Cawdor, Gla. And let us lut be dainty of leave-taking,
mis, all, But shift away : There's warrant in that theft
As the weird woinen promis'd ; aud, I fear, Which steals itself, when there's no mercy left.
Thou play'dst most foully sor't : yet it was said,
It should not stand in thy posterity ; SCENE IV.-Without the Castle.
But that myself should be the root and father
of many kings. If there come truth from Enter Rossk and an old MAX.
them, Old Man. Threescore and ten I can remem. Why, by the verities on thee inade good,
(As upon thee, Macbeth, their speeches shine) ber well : Within the volume of which time, I have seen
May they not he my oracles as well, Hours dreadfill and things strange ; but this sore
And set me up in hope? But hush ; no more. night
Senet sounded. Enter MACBETH, as King ; Hath trifled former knowings. Rosse. Ab! good father,
Lady MACBETH, as Queen ; LENOX, Rossa,
Lords, Ladies, and Attendants.
Macb. Here's our chief guest.
It had been as a gap in our great feast, Is it night's predominance, or the day's shame, And all things unbecomin That darkness does the face of earth entomb, Mucb. To night we hold a soleinn supper, Sir, When living light should kiss it ?
And i'll request your presence. Old Man. 'Tis unnatural,
Ban. Let your highness Even like the deed that's done. On Tuesday Cominand upon me; to the which, my duties last,
Are with a most indissoluble tie
For ever knit.
Mucb. We should bave else desir'd your good Beauteous and swift, the minions of their
(out, (Which still bath been both grave and prospeTuru'd wild in nature, broke their stalls, flung in this day's council; but we'll take to-morrow. Contending 'gainst obedience, as they would Is't far you ride ? make
Ban. As far, my lord, as will all up the time War with mankind.
'Twixt this and supper : go not my horse the Old Man. 'Tis said, they eat each other.
better, Rosse. They did so; to the amazement of I must become a borrower of the night,
For a dark hour or twain. That look'd upon't. Here comes the good Mac
Macb. Fail not our seast. duff:
Ban. My lord, I will not.
Macb. We hear our bloody cousins are be. Enter MACDOFF.
stow'd How goes the world Sir, now?
In England and in Ireland ; not confessing Macd. Why, see you not?
Their cruel parricide, filling their bearers Rosse. Is't known who did this more than with strange invention : But of that to-morrow; bloody deed ?
When, therewithal, we shall have cause of state, Macd. Those that Macbeth hatá slain. Craving us jointly. Hie you to borse : Adien, Rosse. Alas, the day !
Till you réturu at night. Goes Fleauce with What good could they pretend ?
you? Macd. They were suboru'd :
Ban. Ay, my good lord : our time does call Malcolm, and Donalbain, the king's two sons,
upon us. Are stol'n away and fled; which puts upon Macb. I wish your horses swift and sure them
of foot ; Suspicion of the deed.
And so I do commend you to their backs. Rosse. 'Gainst nature still :
[Erit Banquo. Thriftless ambition, that wilt ravin up
Let every man be master of his time Thine own life's means l_Then 'tis most like, Till seven at night; to make society The sovereiguty will fall upon Macbeth.
The sweeter welcome, we will keep ourself Macd. He is already nam'd; and gone to Till supper-time alone : while then, God be with Scone,
you. To be invested.
(E.reunt Lady MACBETH, Lords, Rosse. Where is Duncan's body ?
Ladies, &c. Macd. Carried to Colmes-kill; +
Sirrah, a word : Attend those men our pleaThe sacred storehouse of his predecessors,
sure ? And guardian of their bones.
Atten. They are, my lord, without the palace Rosse. Will you to Scone ?
gate. Macd. No, cousin, I'll to Fife.
Macb. Bring them before us.-(Exit ATTEN.) Posse. Well, I will thither.
To be thus, is nothing; Mucd. Well, may you see things well done But to be safely thus :-- Our fears in Banquo there ;--adieu !
Stick deep; and in his royalty + of nature Lest our old robes sit easier than our new ! Reigns that, which would be fear'd : 'Tis much Rosse. Father, farewell.
he dares : Old Man. God's benison go with you : and And, to that dauntless temper of his mind, with those
He hath a wisdom that doih guide his valour That would make good of bad, and friends of To act in safety. There is none but he foes !
[Errunt. Whose being I do fear : and under him,
My genius is rebuk'd; as, it is said, • Intend to themselves. + Colm-kill is the famous lona, one of the west.
Mark Antony's was by Cesar. He chid the Macb. Both of you sisters,
Know, Banquo was your enemy. When first they put the name of king upon me, 2 Mur. True, my lord. And bade them speak to him ; tben prophet- Macb. So is be mine : and in such bloody like,
distance, 'They hail'd him father to a line of kings : That every minute of bis being thrusts Upon my bead they plac'd a fruitless crown, Agaiust my near'st of life: And though I could And put a barren sceptre in my gripe,
With bare-fac'd power sweep him from my Thence to be wrench'd with an unlineal hand,
sight, No son of mine succeeding. If it be so,
And bid my will a vouch it; yet I must not, For Banquo's issue have I Alld • my mind ; For + certain friends that are both his and For them the gracious Duncan have I mur
mine, der'd ;
Whose loves í may not drop, but wai) bis fall Put rancours in the vessel of my peace
Whom I myself struck down : and thence it is, Only for them; and mine eternal jewel
That I to your assistance do make love ; Given to the common enemy of man,
Masking the business from the common eye, To make them kings, the seed of Banquo For sundry weighty reasons. kings!
2 Mur. We sball, my lord, Rather than so, come, fate, into the list, Perform what you command us. And champion me to the utterance ! --Who's 1 Mur. Though our lives-there
Macb. Your spirits shine through you. Within Re-enter ATTENDANT, with two MURDERERS. I will advise you where to plant yourselves. Now to the door, and stay there till we call. Acquaint you with the perfect spy o'the time,
[Exit ATTENDANT. The moment on't; for't must be done to-night, Was it not yesterday we spoke togetber?
And something from the palace ; always thought, 1 Mur. It was so, please your highness. That I require a clearness : And with bim, Mach. Well then, now
(To leave no rubs, nor botches, in the work) Have you consider'd of my speeches ? Know, Fleance bis sou, that keeps him company, That ii was he, in the times past, wbich held Whose abseuce is no less material to me you
Than is his father's, must embrace the fate So under fortune ; which, you thought, had been of that dark hour. Resolve yourselves apart; Our innocent self: this I made good to you I'll come to you anon. In our last conference; pass'd in probation 2 Mur. We are resolv'd my lord. with you,
Mucb. i'll call upon you Straight : abide How you were born in hand ; 9 how cross'd; the
within. instruments ;
It is concluded :- - Bangao, thy soul's fight, Who wrought with them; and all things else, if it tiud beaven, must find it out to-night. that might,
(Ereunt. To half a soul, and a notion craz'd, Say, Thus did Banquo.
SCENE II.—The same.-Another Room. 1 Mur. You made it known to us. Macb. I did so ; and went further, which is
Enter Lady MACBETH, and a SERVANT. Dow
Lady M. Is Banquo gone from court ? Our point of second meeting. Do you find Serv. Ay, madam, but returns again to-light. Your patience so predominant in your nature, Lady M. Say to the king, I would attend bis That you can let this go? Are you so gos
For a few words.
(Exit. Whose heavy hand hath bow'd you to the grave, where our desire is got without contents
Lady M. Nought's had, all's spent, And beggar'd yours for ever? 1 Mur. We are men, my liege.
'Tis safer to be that which we destroy, Macb. Ay, in the catalogue ye go for men ; Than, by destruction, dwell in doubtful joy. As hounds, and greyhounds, mongrels, spaniels,
Enter MACBETH. curs, Shoughs, water-rugs, and demi-wolves, are How now, my lord ? why do you keep alone, cleped **
Of sorriest I fancies your companious making! All by the name of dogs : the valued file Using those thoughts, wbich should indeed have Distinguisbes the swift, the slow, the subtle,
died The house-keeper, the bunter, every one
With them they think on? Things without According to the gift which bounteous nature
remedy, Hath in him clos'd; whereby he does receive Should be without regard : wbat's done, is done. Particular addition, ++ from the bill
Macb. We bave scotch'd the snake, not kill'd That writes them all alike : and so of men.
(malice Now, if you have a station in the file,
She'll close, and be herself ; whilst our poor And not in the worst rank of manhoud, say it ; Remains in danger of her former tooth. And I will put that business in your bosoms,
But let Whose execution takes your enemny off ; The frame of things disjoint, both the worlds Grapples you to the heart and love of us,
suffer, Who wear our health but sickly in his life, Ere we will eat our meal in fear, and sleep Which in his death were perfect.
In the affliction of these terrible dreams, 2 Mur. I am one, my liege,
That sbake us nightly: Better be with the Whom the vile blows and buffets of the world
dead, Have so incens'd, tbat I am reckless li wbat Whom we, to gain onr place, have sent to I do, to spite the world.
peace, 1 Mur. And I another,
Than on the torture of the mind to lie So weary with disasters, tugg'd só with fortune, In restless ecstacy. Ø Duncan is in bis grave. That I would set my life on any chance,
After life's fitful fever be sleeps well; To mend it or be rid on't.
Treason has done bis worst : vor steel, nor
poison, • For defiled.
Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing, + Challenge me to extremities.
Can touch bim further!
• Mortal enmity:
Lady M. Come on ;
Ban. O treachery! Fly, good Fleance, fly, fly, Gentle iny lord, sleek o'er your rugged looks ; Thou may'st revenge. O slave !
(fly : Be bright and jovial 'mong your guests to
[Dies. FLEANCE * and Servant escape. night.
3 Mur. Who did strike out the light? Macb. So shall I, love ; and so, I pray, be 1 Mur. Was't not the way? you :
3 Mur. There's bnt one down ; the son is Aed Let your remembrance apply to Banquo ;
2 Mur. We have lost best half of our affair. Present him eminence, both with eye and 1 Mur. Well, let's away, and say how much Unsafe the wbile, that we
(Ereunt. Must lave our honours in these Battering streams;
SCENE IV.-A Room of State in the Palace. And make our faces vizards to our hearts, Disguising what they are.
A Banquet prepared. Enter MACBETA, Lady Lady M. You must leave this.
MACBETH, Rosse, LENOX, LORDs, and AT.
TENDANTS. Macb. o full of scorpions is my mind, dear wife !
Mucb. You know your own degrees, sit down : Thou know'st that Banquo and his Fleance, lives.
at first Lady M. But in them nature's copy's not and last, the hearty welcome. eterne.
Lords. Thanks to your majesty. Macb. there's comfort yet ; they are assail.
Macb. Ourself will mingle with society,
And play the humble host. Then be thou jocund: Ere the bat hath flown Our bostess keeps her state ; + but in best time, His cloister'd flight; ere, to black Hecat's We will require her welcome. summons,
(hums, Lady M. Pronounce it for me, Sir, to all our The shard-borne beetle, + with
friends ; Hath rung night's yawning peal, there shall be For my heart speaks, they are welcome. A deed of dreadful note.
Enter first MURDERER, to the door Lady M. What's to be done ? Macb. Be innocent of the knowledge, dearest Macb. See, they encounter thee with their chuck, 1
hearts' thanks : Till thou applaud the deed. Come, seeling O Both sides are eveu : Here I'll sit i'the midst : Skarf up the tender eye of pitiful day ;
Be targe in mirth ; anon, we'll drink a measure And, with thy bloody and invisible hand, The table round. There's blood upon thy face. Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond
Mur. 'Tis Banquo's then. Which keeps me pale !-Light thickens ; and the
Macb. 'Tis better thee witbout, than he within. crow
Is he despatch'd 1 Makes wing to the rooky wood :
Mur. My lord, his throat is cut; that I did Good things of day begin to droop and drowse ;
for him. Whiles night's black agents to their prey do
Macb. Thou art the best o'the cut-throats : rouse.
Yet he's good Thou marv'llest at my words ; but hold thee That did the like for Fleance : if thou didst it, Things, bad begun, make strong themselves by Thou art the nonpareil. ill:
Mur. Most royal Sir, So pr’ythee go with me.
(Ereunt. Fleance is 'scap'd.
Macb. Then comes my fit again : I had else SCENE III.--The same.-A Park or Lawn,
been perfect; with a Gate leading to the Palace. Whole as the marble, founded as the rock ;
As broad and general as the casing air : (in Enter three MURDERERS.
But now, I am cabin'd, cribb'd, contin'd, bound 1 Mur. But who did bid thee join with us?
To saucy doubts and fears. But Banquo's safe ? 3 Mur. Macbeth.
Mur Ay, my good lord : safe in a ditch he 2 Mur. He needs not our mistrust; since be
With twenty trenched gashes on his head; Our offices, and what we have to do,
The least a death to nature. To the direction just.
Macb. Thanks for that :
[fled, 1 Mur. Then stand with us.
There the grown serpent lies; the worm, that's The west yet glimmers with some streaks of Hath nature that in time will venom breed, day :
No teeth for the present.-Get thee goue ; toNow spurs the lated traveller apace,
morrow To gain the timely inn; and near approaches
We'll hear, ourselves again. (Exit MURDERER. The subject of our watch.
Lady M. My royal lord, 3 Mur. Hark! I hear horses.
You do not give the cheer : the feast is sold, Ban. (Within.) Give us a light there, bo!
That is not often vouch'd, while 'tis a makiug, 2 Mur. Then it is he; the rest
'Tis given with welcome : To seed, were best That are within the note of expectation, I
at home; Already are i'the court.
From thence, the sauce to meat is ceremony ; 1 Mur. His horses go about.
Meeting were bare without it. 3 Mur, Almost a mile : but he does usually,
Macb. Sweet remembrancer ISo all men do, from bence to tbe palace gate
Now good digestion wait on appetite, Make it their walk.
And health on both !
Len. May it please your highness sit Enter Banquo and FLEANCE, a Servant with
(The Ghost of Banquo rises, and sits a torch preceding them.
in MACBETR's place. 2 Mur. A light, a light !
Macb. Here had we now our country's ho3 Mur. 'Tis he.
pour roof'd, 1 Mur. Stand to't.
Were the grac'd person of our Banquo present ; Ban. It will be rain to-night.
Who may I rather challenge for unkindness, 1 Mur. Let it come down.
Tban pity for iníschance!
[highness Lays blame upon his promise. Please it your
To grace us with your royal company? • Do him the highest honours. + The beetle borne in the air by its shards or scaly
Macb. The table's full. wings. | A term of endearment. $Blinding: • James I. was descended in a direct line from this Len. Here's a place reserv'd, Sir.
11. e. They who are set down in the list of guests, and son of Banquo, by a daughter of the prince of Wales. expected. supper.
i Continues in her chair of state.
If trembling I inhibit thee, protest me
The baby of a girl. Hence, horrible shadow i
Unreal mockery, henre I-Why, 80 ;-being Macb. Which of you have done this ?
gone, Lords. What, my good lord !
I am a man again. Pray you, sit still.
the good wieeting, Rosse. Gentlemen, rise ; his highness is not with most admir'd disorder. well.
Macb. Can such things be, Laily M. Sit, worthy friends :-my lord is And overcome t us like a summer's cloud, often thus,
(seat; Witbout our special wonder ? You make me And hath been from his youth : 'pray you, keep
strange The fit is momentary ; upon a thought
Even to the disposition that I owe,
Macb. Ay, and a bold one that dare look on Rosse. What sights, iny lord ?
(that Lady M. I pray you, speak not; be grows Lady M. O proper stuff!
worse and worse ; This is the very painting of your fear:
Question enrages him : at once, good night :-
Len. Good night, and better health
Lady M. A kind good night to all ! Authoriz'd by her grandam. Shame itself!
[Ereunt Lords and ATTENDANTS. Why do you make such faces ? When all's done, Macb. It will bave blood ; they say, blood You look but on a stool.
will have blood : Macb. Pr'ytbee, see there ! behold I look ! lo! Stones have been known to move, and trees to how say you
Lady M. What! quite unmann'd in folly? Ludy M. Almost at odds with morning,
which is which. Lady M. Fie, for shame!
Macb. How say'st thou, that Macduff denies Macb. Blood hath been shed ere now i'the
At our great bidding?
There's not a one || of them, but in his house
I will to-morrow, That, when the brains were out, the man would (Betimes I will,) unto the weird sisters : die,
More sball they speak; for now I am bent to And there an end : but now, they rise again,
(strange Stepped in so far, that, should I wade no more, Lady M. My worthy lord,
Returning were as tecious as go o'er : Your noble friends do lack you.
Strange things I have in head, that will to
Macb. Come, we'll to sleep: my strange and Then I'll sit down :---Give nie some wine,
Is the initiate fear that wants bard use :
SCENE V.-The Heath.
Witch. Why, how now, Hecate? you look
Saucy, and overbold ? How did you dare
In riddles and affairs of death;
And I, the mistress of your charms, Lady M. Think of this, good peers,
The close contriver of all harms, But as a thing of custom ; 'tis no other ;
Was never call'd to bear my part, Oply it spoils the pleasure of the time.
Or show the glory of our art?
And, which is worse, all you have done
But make amends now : Get you gone,
+ Pass over.
| Examined pice'y.
| An Individual.