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Of goodly thousands. But, for all this,
Macd. What fhould he be ?
Mal. It is myself I mean; in whom I know
That, when they fhall be open'd, black Macbeth
poor ftate Efteem him as a lamb, being compar'd
With my confinelefs harms.
Macd. Not, in the legions
Of horrid hell, can come a devil more damn'd,
Mal. I grant him bloody,
Luxurious, avaricious, falfe, deceitful,
All continent impediments would o'er-bear,
Macd. Boundless intemperance
In nature is a tyranny: it hath been
It is myself I mean: in whom I know]
This conference of Malcolm with Macduff is taken out of the chronicles of Scotland. POPE.
Sudden, maiic ous.-] Sudden, for capricious, WARBUR. Rather violent, paffionate, hafty. JOHNSON.
Convey your pleasures in a fpacious plenty,
As will to greatnefs dedicate themfelves,
Mal. With this, there grows,
In my moft ill-compos'd affection, fuch
Macd. This avarice
Sticks deeper; grows with more pernicious root
All these are portable,
With other graces weigh'd.
•grows with more pernicious root
Summer-feeming has no manner of fenfe: correct,
i. e. the paffion that lasts no longer than the beat of life, and
that is, Than angry paffion, or boiling lutt. JOHNSON. Summer-feeming luft, is, I fuppofe, luft that feems as hot as fummer. STEEVENS.
3-foyfons,] Plenty. PorE.
So Puttenham in his Art of Poetry, 1589,
"As the good feeds fowen in fruitful foil
"Bring forth foyjon when barren doth them fpoil."
Mal. But I have none: The king-becoming graces,
Acting it many ways. Nay, had I power, I fhould
Macd. Oh Scotland! Scotland!
Mal. If fuch a one be fit to govern, speak:
I am as I have spoken.
Macd. Fit to govern!
No, not to live.-O nation miserable,
By his own interdiction stands accurs'd,
And does blafpheme his breed?-Thy royal father
Dy'd every day fhe lived. Fare thee well!
Have banish'd me from Scotland.-O, my breast,
Mal. Macduff, this noble paffion,
Child of integrity, hath from my foul
Wip'd the black fcruples; reconcil'd my thoughts
The taints and blames I laid upon myself,
No lefs in truth than life. My firft falfe fpeaking
Is thine, and my poor country's, to command:
4 All ready at A POINT,`
At a point, may mean all ready at a time; but Shakespeare meant more: He meant both time and place, and certainly wrote, All ready at APPOINT,
i. e. at the place appointed, at the rendezvous. WARBURTON. There is no need of change. JOHNSON.
The chance of goodness, as it is commonly read, conveys no fenfe. If there be not fome more important errour in the paffage, it fhould at least be pointed thus:
and the chance, of goodness,
Be like our warranted quarrel !
That is, may the event be, of the goodness of heaven, [pro juflitia divina] anfwerable to the cause.
The author of the Revifal conceives the fenfe of the paffage to be rather this: And may the fuccefs of that goodness, which is about to exert itself in my behalf, be fuch as may be equal to the juftice of my quarrel.
But I am inclined to believe that Shakespeare wrote,
and the chance, O goodness,
Be like our warranted quarrel!·
This fome of his transcribers wrote with a small o, which another imagined to mean of. If we adopt this reading, the sense will be, and Othou fovereign Goodness, to whom we now appeal, may our fortune answer to our caufe. JOHNSON.
Be like our warranted quarrel! Why are you filent? Macd. Such welcome, and unwelcome things at
'Tis hard to reconcile.
Enter a Doctor.
Mal. Well, more anon.-Comes the King forth, I pray you?
Doct. Ay, fir: there are a crew of wretched fouls, That stay his cure: their malady convinces The great affay of art. But, at his touch, Such fanctity hath Heaven given his hand, They prefently amend.
Mal. I thank you, Doctor.
Macd. What's the difeafe he means?
A moft miraculous work in this good king;
convinces] i. e. overpowers, fubdues. So act i. fc.
It must be own'd, that Shakespeare is often guilty of strange abfurdities in point of hiftory and chronology. Yet here he has artfully avoided one. He had a mind to hint, that the cure of the evil was to defcend to the fucceffors in the royal line in compliment to James the first. But the Confeffor was the first who pretended to this gift: How then could it be at that time generally fpoken of, that the gift was hereditary? this he has folved by telling us that Edward had the gift of prophecy along with it. WARBURTON. The