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And gain a husband by his liberty :
And all that are assembled in this place, Speak, old Ægeon, if thou be'st the man That by this sympathized one day's error That had'st a wife once call’d Æmilia,
Have suffer'd wrong, go, keep us company, That bore thee at a burden two fair sons :
And we shall make full satisfaction. O, if thou be'st the same Ægeon, speak,
Twenty-five years have I but gone in travail And speak unto the same Æmilia !
of you, my sons; nor, till this present hour,
And you the calendars of their nativity,
Duke. With all my heart, I'll gossip at this feast. By force took Dromio and my son from them,
(Exeunt Duke, Abbess, geon, Courtezan, And me they left with those of Epidamnum;
Merchant, Angelo, and attendants. What then became of them, I cannot tell :
Dro. S. Master, shall I leich your stuff from I, to this fortune that you see me in.
shipboard ? Duke. Why, here begins his morning story right;' Ani. E. Dromio, what stuff of mine hast thou These two Antipholus's, these two so like,
embark'd ? And these two Dromio's, one in semblance, Dro. S. Your goods, that lay at host, sir, in the Besides her urging of her wreck at sea,
Centaur. These are the parents to these children,
Ant. S. He speaks to me; I am your master, Which accidentally are met together.
Ant. S. No, sir, not I; I came from Syracuse. Embrace thy brother there, rejoice with him.
Dro. S. There is a fat friend at your master's Ant. E. I came from Corinth, my most gracious house, lord.
That kitchen’d me for you to-day at dinner ; Dro. E. And I with him.
She now shall be my sister, not my wife. Ant. E. Brought to this town with that most Dro. E. Methinks, you are my glass, and not famous warrior
Dró. S. Not I, sir ; you are my elder.
And are not you my husband ? Dro. E. That's a question : how shall we try it? Ant. E. No, I say nay to that.
Dro. S. We will draw cuts for the senior: till Ant. S. And so do I, yet did she call me so;
then, lead thou first. And this fair gentlewoman, her sister here, Dro. E. Nay, then thus : Did call me brother:- What I told you then, We came into the world, like brother and brother ; I hope, I shall have leisure to make good; And now let's go hand in hand, not one before If this be not a dream, I see, and hear.
(Exeunt. Ang. That is the chain, sir, which you had of me. Ant. s. I think it be, sir; I deny it not. Ant. E. And you, sir, for this chain arrested me. Ang. I think I did, sir; I deny it not.
On a careful revision of the foregoing scenes, 1 Adr. I sent you money, sir, to be your bail, do not hesitate to pronounce them the composition By Dromio ; but I think he brought it not. of two very unequal writers. Shakspeare had unDro. E. No, none by me.
doubtedly a share in them; but that the entire play Ant. S. This purse of ducats I receiv'd from you, was no work of his, is an opinion which (as Bene And Dromio my man did bring them me: dict says) 'fire cannot melt out of me; I will die in I see, we still did meet each other's man,
it at the stake.' Thus, as we are informed by Aulus And I was ta'en for him, and he for me,
Gellius, Lib. III. Cap. 3. some plays were absoAnd thereupon these Errors are arose.
lutely ascribed to Plautus, which in truth had only Ant. E. These ducats pawn l for my father here. been (retractatæ et expolitæ) retouched and polishDuke. It shall not need, thy father hath his life. ed by him. Cour. Sir, I must have that diamond from you. In this comedy we find more intricacy of plot Ant. E. There, take it; and much thanks for than distinction of character; and our attention is my good cheer.
less forcibly engaged, because we can guess in great Abb. Renowned duke, vouchsafe to take the pains measure how the denouement will be brought To go with us into the abbey here,
about. Yet the subject appears to have been And hear at large discoursed all our fortunes :- reluctantly dismissed, even in this last and unne
cessary scene; where the same mistakes are con(!) The morning story is what Ægeon tells the tinued, till the power of affording entertainment duke in the first scene of this play.
lis entirely lost.
Duncan, king of Scotland.
An English Doctor. A Scotch Doctor. Malcolm,
A Soldier. A Porter. An old Man. his sons. Donalbain, Macbeth, generals of the king's army.
Lady Macbeth, Banquo,
Lady Macduff. Macduff,
Genilewoman attending on lady Macbeth.
Hecale, and three Witches.
Lords, Gentlemen, Officers, Soldiers, Murderers, Angus,
Altendants, and Messengers.
The Ghost of Banquo, and several other AppariSiward,' earl of Northumberland, general of the
tions. English forces. Young Siward, his son.
Scene, in the end of the fourth act, lies in Eng Seyton, an officer allending on Macbeth.
land; through the rest of the play, in Scotland, Son to Macduff:
and, chiefly, at Macbeth's castlé.
Do swarm upon him,) from the western isles SCENE I.-An open place. Thunder and Light. And fortune, on his damned quarrel smiling,
or Kernes and Gallowglasses is supplied;" ning. Enter three Wilches.
Show'd like a rebel's whore : But all's too weak: i Wilch.
For brave Macbeth (well he deserves that name,) WHEN shall we three meet again
Disdaining fortune, with his brandish'd steel,
Which smok’d with bloody exccution, In thunder, lightning, or in rain?
Like valour's minion, 2 Witch. When the hurlyburly's' done, Carv'd out his passage, till he fac'd the slave; When the battle's lost and won.
And ne'er shook hands, nor bade farewell to him, 3 Wilch. That will be ere set of sun.
Till be unseam'd him from the nave to the chaps, i Witch. Where the place ?
And fix'd his head upon our battlements. 2 Witch.
Upon the heath.
Dun. 0, valiant cousin! worthy gentleman! 3 Witch. There to meet with Macbeth.
Sold. As whence the sun 'gins his reflexion I Wilch. I come, Graymalkin!
Shipwrecking storms and direful thunders break; All. Paddock calls:-Anon,
So from that spring, whence comfort scem'd to come Fair is soul, and foul is fair :
Discomforta sivells. Mark, king of Scotland, mark: Hover through the fog and filthy air.
No sooner justice had, with valour arm’d,
[Witches vanish. Compell’dihese skipping Kernes to trust their heels: SCENE II.-A Camp near Fores. Alarum with. With furbish'd arms, and new supplies of men,
But the Norweyan lord, surveying vantage, in. Enter King Duncan, Malcolm, Donalbain, Began a fresh assault. Lenox, with attendants, meeting a bleeding Sol
Dismay'd not this dier.
Our captains, Macbeth and Banquo ? Dun. What bloody man is that? He can report,
Sold. As seemeth by his plight, of the revolt
As sparrows, eagles; or the hare, the lion.
If I say sooth, I must report they were
As cannons overcharg'd with double cracks ; Who, like a good and hardy soldier, fought
So they 'Gainst my captivity :-Hail, brave friend !
Doubly redoubled strokes upon the foe: Say to the king the knowledge of the broil,
Except they meant to bathe in reeking wounds, As thou didst leave it.
Or memorize another Golgotha,
I cannot tell :-
But I am faint, my gashes cry for help. And choke their art. The merciless Macdonwald
Dun. So well thy words become thee, as thy (Worthy to be a rebel ; for, to that,
wounds; The multiplying villanies of nature
They smack of honour both:-Go, get him sur geons.
(Exit Soldier, atlended. (1) Tumult.
(2) i. e. Supplied with light and heavy-armed (5) Truth. troops.
(6) Make another Golgotha as memorable as the (3) Causc. (4) The opposite to comfort. Arst.
AU. The weird sisters, hand in hand, Who comes here?
Posters of the sea and land, Mal.
The worthy thane of Rosse. Thus do go about, about; Len. What a haste looks through his eyes! So Thrice to thine, and thrice to mine, should he look,
And thrice again, to make up nine:
Peace !--the charm's wound up.
Enter Macbeth and Banquo.
From File, great king, Macb. So foul and fair a day I have not seen. Where the Norweyan banners floul' the sky, Ban. How far is't call’d to Fores ?-What are And fan our people cold.
these, Norway himself, with terrible numbers,
So wither'd, and so wild in their attire ; Assisted by that most disloyal traitor
That look not like the inhabitants o'the earth, The thane of Cawdor, 'gan a dismal conflict : And yet are on't ? Live you ? or are you aught Till that Bellona's bridegroom,lapp'd in proof,: That man may question? You seem to understand Confronted him with self-comparisons,
me, Point againt point rebellious, arm 'gainst arm, By each at once her choppy finger laying Curbing his lavish spirit: And, to conclude, Cpon her skinny lips :-You should be women, The victory fell on us; —
And yel your beards forbid me lo interpret Dun.
Great happiness! That you are so. Rosse. That now
Macb. Speak, if you can ;-What are you ? Sweno, the Norways' king, craves composition; 1 Wilch. All hail, Macbeth! hail to thee, thane Nor would we deign him burial of his men,
of Glamis ! Till he disbursed, at Saint Colmes' inch,
2 Witch. All hail, Macbeth! hail to thee, thano Ten thousand dollars to our general use.
of Cawdor! Dun. No more that thane of Cawdor shall de- 3 Witch. All hail, Macbeth! that shalt be king ceive
hereafter. Our bosom interest :-Go, pronounce his death, Ban. Good sir, why do you start; and seem to And with his former tille greet Macbeth.
fear, Rosse. I'll see it done.
Things that do sound so sair ?~I'the name of truth, Dun. What he hath lost, noble Macbeth hath Are ye fantastical, or that indeed
(Exeunt. Which outwardly ye show? My noble partner
You grect with present grace, and great prediction SCENE III. - A Heath. Thunder. Enter the Of noble having, 1° and of royal hope, three Witches.
That he seems rapta withal; to me you speak not: 1 Wilch. Where hast thou been, sister ? If you can look into the seeds of time, 2 Witch. Killing swine.
And say, which grain will grow, and which will not, 3 Wilch. Sister, where thou?
Speak then to me, who neither beg, nor fear, 1 Wilch. A sailor's wife had chesnuts in her lap, Your favours, nor your hate. And mounch'd, and mounch'd, and mounch’d:- 1 Witch. Hail ! Give me, quoth I:
2 Wilch. Hail! Aroint thee, * uilch! the rump-sed ronyon cries. 3 Witch. Hail! Her husband's to Aleppo gone, master o'the Tiger: 1 Witch. Lesser than Macbeth, and greater. But in a sicve I'll thither sail,
2 Witch. Not so happy, yet much happier. And, like a rat without a tail,
3 Witch. Thou shalt get kings, though thou be I'll do, I'll do, and I'll do. 2 Witch. I'll give thee a wind.
So, all hail, Macbeth, and Banquo! 1 Witch. Thou art kind.
1 Witch. Banquo, and Macbeth, all hail! 3 Wilch. And I another.
Macb. Stay, you imperfect speakers, tell me more: I Wilch. I myself have all the other;
By Sinel's death, I know, I am thane of Glamis ; And the very ports they blow,
But how of Cawdor ? the thane of Cawdor lives, All the quarters that they know
A prosperous gentleman; and to be king, I'the shipman's card.
Stands not within the prospect of belief, I will drain him dry as hay:
No more than to be Cawdor. Say, from whence Sleep shall, neither night nor day,
You owe this strange intelligence? or why Hang upon his pent-house lid;
Upon this blasted heath you stop our way, He shall live a man forbid :?
With such prophetic greeting ?-Speak, I charge Weary sev'n-nights, nine times nine,
(Witches vanish. Shall he dwindle, peak, and pine:
Ban. The earth hath bubbles, as the water has, Though his bark cannot be lost,
And these are of them:-Whither are they vanish'd ? Yet it shall be tempest-toss'd.
Macb. Into the air ; and what seem'd corporal, Look what I have."
melted 2 Witch. Show me, show me.
As breath into the wind.—'Would they had staid ! I Witch. Here I have a pilot's thumb,
Ban. Were such things here, as we do speak Wreck'd, as homeward he did come.
[Drum within. Or have we eaten of the insane root," 3 Witch. A drum, a drum;
That takes the reason prisoner ?
Macb. Your children shall be kings.
You shall be king. (1) Mock. (2) Shakspeare means Mars. (3) Defended by armour of proof.
(8) Prophetic sisters, (4) Avaunt, begone.
19) Supernatural, spiritual. (10) Estate. (5) A scurvy woman fed on offals.
(11) Rapturously affected. Sailor's chart. (7) Accurred.
(12) The root which makes insand.