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Lady. What 's the business,
That such a hideous trumpet calls to parley
The Sleepers of the house? • Speak; speak.

Macd. P O gentle lady,
'Tis not for you to hear what I can speak :
The repetition in a woman's car
Would murther as ir fell,

Enter Banquo.
O Banquo, Banquo'
Our royal master's murther'd.

Lady. Woe, alas!
What in our house?

Ban, Too cruel, any where. 9 Dear Duff, I prythee, 'contradi& thyself, And say, it is not so.

Enter Macbeth, Lenox,' and Roffe. Macb. Had I but dy'd an hour before this chance, I had liv'd a blessed time; for from thiş inftant,

The fo's omit Maibeb.

9 So all before P; he and all after, · P. and all after, except C. read except C. Macduff for Dear Duff. Speak but once.

The three lan fo's, contraci for con. P P. and all after, except C. omit tradial. 0.

• C. omits and Rosse.


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There's nothing serious in mortality;
All is but toys; renown, and grace, ' is dead;
The wine of life is drawn, and the inere lees
Is left this vault to brag of.

Enter Malcolm, and Donalbain.
Don. What is amiss?

Macb. You are, and do not know 't: The spring, the head, the fountain of


blood Is stopt; the very source of it is stopt.

Macd. Your royal father's murther’d,
Mal. Oh, by whom?

Len. Those of his chamber, as it seem'd, had done 't;
Their hands and faces were all badg'd with blood,
So were their daggers, which unwip'd we found
Upon their pillows; they stard, and were distracted;
"As no man's life was to be trusted with them.

Macb. O, yet do I repent me of my fury, That I did kill them.

Macd. Wherefore did you fo?

Macb. Who can be wise, amaz’d, temp'rate, and furious, Loyal, and neutral, in a moment? No man. The expedition of my violent love Out-run the pauser, Reason. Here lay Duncan, His filver skin lac'd with his "golden blood, And his galh'd stabs look'd like a breach in nature For ruin 's wasteful entrance; there the murtherers Steep'd in the colours of their trade, their daggers

H. are for is.

As is bere added by H. and C. which is in ap other edition, but this emach

dation seems necessary.

w P. and H, read goary for golden.


* Unmannerly breech'd with gore. Who could refrain,
That had a heart to love, and in that heart
Courage, to inake 's love known?

Lady. Help me hence, ho! - [ Seeming to faint.
Macd. Look to the lady 2.

Mal. Why do we hold our tongues,
That most may claim this argument for ours?

Don. What should be spoken here,
Where our fate, hid * within an augre-hole,
May rush, and seize us ? Let 's away, our tears
Are not yet brew'd.

i Mal. Nor our strong forrow b Upon the foot of motion.

Ban. · Look to the lady. [° Lady Macbeth is carried out. And when we have our naked frailties hid, That suffer in exposure; let us meet, And question, this most bloody piece of work, To know it further. Fears and scruples shake us. In the great hand of God I ftand; and thence, Against the undivulg'd pretence I fight Of treasonous malice.

* W. reads, Unmenly reecb'd, &c. the word breer bes, the covering of na%. proposes, Unnanly drencb'd, &c. kedness; and so by a bold figure, he Heath, In a manner lay drencb'd, &c. turns the daggers into men. But I would defend the old reading, by y This direction put in by R. this interpretation, ibeir naked daggers 2 Here C. directs, [ garber about her. were covered wirb gare: This might be a First f. in for within. Shakespeare's first thought; but, his po. o P. and all after, except G. on for etic genius not fuffering him to deliver uporr. it in plain prose, Nakedness suggested to c H. Look there to, &c. bim the word unmannerly, and covered,

à This direction put in by R.


Macb. And • fo do I.
All. So, all.

Macb. Let 's briefly put on manly readiness,
And meet i’ th' hall together.

AN. Well contented. [Exeunt all but Mal. and Don.

Mal. What will you do? Let 's not confort with them.
To Thew an unfelt forrow, is an office
Which the false man does easy. I 'll to England.

Don. To Ireland I: our separated fortune
Shall keep us both the safer; where we are,
There 's daggers in men's smiles; the near in blood,
The nearer bloody.

Mal. This murtherous shaft that 's shot,
Hath not yet lighted; and our safest way
Is to avoid the aim. Therefore to ' horse;
And let us not be dainty of leave-taking,
But shift away; there 's warrant in that theft,
Which steals itself when there 's no mercy left. [Excunt.

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Old M. Threescore and ten I can remember well;
Within the volume of which time, I have seen
Hours dreadful, and things strange: but this fore night
Hath trifled former knowings.

Rolle. ' Ha, good father,
Thou seeft, the heavens, as troubled with man's act,
* Threaten' his bloody stage. By th' clock, 'tis day;

yet dark night strangles the travelling lamp:
Is 't night's predominance, or the day's shame,
That darkness does the face of earth intomb,
When living light “ should kiss it?

Old M. 'Tis unnatural, Even like the deed that 's done. On Tuesday last, A faulcon, tow'ring in her pride of place, Was by a mousing owl bawkt at and kill'd. Rofe. And Duncan's horses (a thing most strange and

certain !)

& This is called the fourth scene in the fo's and C; and the 2d in R. In't. fort describes the scene,

i So the fo's; the rest, Ab for Ha.

* The fo's, Tbreatens.

I So all before T. who reads Ibis for bis; followed by W. and j.

m The 2d f. fell for should,


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