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Lady M.

Only look up clear ; ( First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, To alter favour9 ever is to fear :

Strong both against the deed; then, as his host, Leave all the rest to me.

[Exeunt. Who should against his murderer shut the door,

Not bear the knife myself. Besides, this Duncan SCENE VI. Before the Castle.

Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been

So clear in his great office, that his virtues Hautboys. Servants of Macbeth attending.

Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against Enter Duncan, Malcolm, DoNALBAIN, BANQUO, The deep damnation of his taking off: Lenox, MacDUFF, Rosse, Angus, and Attendants. And pity, like a naked new-born babe, Dun. This castle hath a pleasant seat ; the air

Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubin, hors'd Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself

Upon the sightless couriers 5 of the air,

Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye,
Unto our gentle senses.
This guest of summer,

That tears shall drown the wind. — I have no spur The temple-haunting martlet, does approve,

To prick the sides of my intent, but only By his lov'd mansionry, that the heaven's breath,

Vaulting ambition, which o'er-leaps itself, Smells wooingly here: no jutty, frieze, buttress,

And falls on the other. – How now, what news? Nor coigne of vantage', but this bird hath made

Enter Lady MACBETH.
His pendent bed, and procreant cradle: Where they
Most breed and haunt, I have observ'd, the air

Lady M. He has almost supp'd: Why have you

left the chamber? Is delicate.

Macb. Hath he ask'd for me?
Enter Lady MACBETH,

Lady M.

Know you not, he has ? Dun. See, see! our honour'd hostess !

Macb. We will proceed no further in this business: The love that follows us, sometime is our trouble, He hath honour'd me of late'; and I have bought Which still we thank as love. Herein I teach you, Golden opinions from all sorts of people, How you shall bid God yield? us for your pains, Which would be worn now in their newest gloss, And thank us for your trouble.

Not cast aside so soon.
Lady M.

All our service
Lady M.

Was the hope drunk, In every point twice done, and then done double,

Wherein you dress'd yourself? hath it slept since? Were poor and single business, to contend

And wakes it now, to look so green and pale Against those honours deep and broad, wherewith

At what it did so freely? From this time, Your majesty loads our house: For those of old, Such I account thy love. Art thou afeard And the late dignities heap'd up to them,

To be the same in thine own act and valour, We rest your hermits,

As thou art in desire? Wouldst thou have that Dun.

Where's the thane of Cawdor ? Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life,
We cours'd him at the heels, and had a purpose And live a coward in thine own esteem;
To be his purveyor: but he rides well;

Letting I dare not wait upon I would,
And his great love, sharp as his spur, hath holp him Like the poor cat i’ the adage?
To his home before us : Fair and noble hostess, Macb.

Pr'ythee, peace : We are your guest to-night.

I dare do all that may become a man Lady M.

Your servants ever Who dares do more, is none. Have theirs, themselves, and what is theirs in compts, Lady M.

What beast was it then To make their audit at your highness' pleasure, That made you break this enterprise to me? Still to return your own.

When you durst do it, then you were a man ; Dun. Give me your hand.

And, to be more than what you were, you would Conduct me to mine host; we love him highly, Be so much more the man. Nor time, nor place, And shall continue our graces towards him. Did then adhere 6, and yet you would make both : By your leave, hostess.

[Exeunt. They have made themselves, and that their fitness SCENE VII. -A Room in the Castle. Does unmake you. I have given suck,and know

How tender 'tis, to love the babe that milks me: Hautboys and torches. Enter, and pass over the I would, while it was smiling in my face,

stage, a Sewer , and divers Servants with dishes Have pluck'd my nipple from its boneless gums, and service. Then enter MACBETH.

And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn, as you Macb. If it were done, when 'tis done, then Have done to this. 'twere well


If we should fail, It were done quickly: If the assassination

Lady M.

We fail ! Could trammel up the consequence, and catch, But screw your courage to the sticking place, With his surcease, success; that but this blow And we'll not fail. When Duncan is asleep, Might be the be-all and the end-all here,

(Whereto the rather shall his day's hard journey But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, - Soundly invite him,) his two chamberlains We'd jump the life to come. — But, in these cases, Will I with wine and wassel 7 so convince , We still nave judgment here; that we but teach That memory, the warder 9 of the brain, Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return Shall be a fume, and the receipt of reason To plague the inventor: This even-handed justice A limbeck only: When in swinish sleep Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice Their drenched natures lie, as in a death, To our own lips. He's here in double trust : What cannot you and I perform upon 9 Look, countenance.


I Convenient corner. 5 Winds; sightless is invisible. ? Reward. 3 Subject to accompt. 6 In the same sense as cohere.

7 Intemperance, • An officer so called from his placing the dishes on the table. * Overpower.

9 Sentinel

The unguarded Duncan? what not put upon

Lady M.

Who dares receive it other,
His spongy officers; who shall bear the guilt As we shall make our griefs and clamour roar
Of our great quell ? !

Upon his death?
Bring forth men-children only!


I am settled, and bend up For thy undaunted mettle should compose Each corporal agent to this terrible feat. Nothing but males. Will it not be received, Away, and mock the time with fairest show : When we have mark'd with blood those sleepy two False face must hide what the false heart doth know. Of his own chamber, and us’d their very daggers,

[Exeunt. That they have done't?


thee :


SCENE I. Court within Macbeth's Castle. Is this a dagger which I see before me,

The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch Enter Banquo and FLEANCE, and a Servant with a torch before them.

I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Ban. How goes the night, boy?

Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible Fle. The moon is down; I have not heard the To feeling, as to sight? or art thou but clock.

A dagger of the mind; a false creation, Ban. And she goes down at twelve.

Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? Fle.

I take't, 'tis later, sir. I see thee yet, in form as palpable Ban. Hold, take my sword :- - There's hus. As this which now I draw. bandry s in heaven,

Thou marshal'st me the way that I was going ; Their candles are all out. - Take thee that too.

And such an instrument I was to use. A heavy summons lies like lead upon me,

Mine eyes are made the fools o'the other senses, And yet I would not sleep : Merciful powers !

Or else worth all the rest : I see thee still ; Restrain in me the cursed thoughts, that nature And on thy blade, and dudgeon 7, gouts 8 of blood, Gives way to in repose ! — Give me my sword: –

Which was not so before. — There's no such thing:

It is the bloody business, which inforns Enter MACBETH, and a Servant with a torch.

Thus to mine eyes. Now o'er the one half world Who's there?

Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse. Macb. A friend.

The curtain's sleep; now witchcraft celebrates Ban. What, sir, not yet at rest? The king's a-bed: Pale Hecate's offerings; and wither'd murder, He hath been in unusual pleasure, and

Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf, Sent forth great largess 4 to your offices 5 :

Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace, This diamond he greets your wife withal,

With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design By the name of most kind hostess; and shut up

Moves like a ghost. Thou sure and firm-set In measureless content.

earth, Macb. Being unprepar'd,

Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear Our will became the servant to defect;

Thy very stones prate of my where-about, Which else should free have wrought,

And take the present horror from the time, Ban.

All's well.

Which now suits with it. - Whiles I threat, he lives; I dreamt last night of the three weird sisters :

Words to the heat of deeds too cold breath gives. To you they have show'd some truth.

[A bell rings. Macb. I think not of them :

and it is done; the bell invites me. Yet when we can entreat an hour to serve,

Hear it not, Duncan; for it is a knell Would spend it in some words upon that business,

That summons thee to heaven, or to hell. [Exit. If you would grant the time. Ban. At your kind'st leisure.

SCENE II. The same. Macb. If you shall cleave to my consent, — when 'tis,

Enter Lady MACBETH. It shall make honour for you.

Lady M. That which hath made them drunk, Ban. So I lose none,

hath made me bold : In seeking to augment it, but still keep

What hath quench'd them, hath given me fire : My bosom franchis'd, and allegiance clear,

Hark! - Peace! I shall be counsell’d.

It was the owl that shriek'd, the fatal bellman, Macb.

Good repose, the while. Which gives the stern'st good night. He is about it: Ban. Thanks, sir; The like to you.

The doors are open; and the surfeited grooms (Exit Banduo and FLEANCE. Do mock their charge with snores: I have drugg'd Macb. Go, bid thy mistress, when my drink is

their possets, ready,

That death and nature do contend about them, She strike upon the bell. Get thee to bed.

Whether they live or die. [Erit Servant. Macb. [Within] Who's there? - what, ho !

Lady M. Alack! I am afraid they have awak'd, • Murder. 2 Supposed.

3 Thrift. And 'tis not done : -- the attempt, and not the deed, - Bounty. * The rooms appropriated to servants. * Conclúde.

7 Haft, handle.

# Drops.

I go,

Confounds us : - Hark! - I laid their daggers Macb.

Whence is that knocking? ready,

How is't with me, when every noise appals me? He could not miss them. — Had he not resembled What hands are here? Ha! they pluck out mine My father as he slept, I had done't. — My husband?

eyes !

Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood Enter MACBETH.

Clean from my hand ? No; this my hand will rather Macb. I have done the deed : Didst thou not The multitudinous seas incarnardine,' hear a noise ?

Making the green

- one red. Lady M. I heard the owl scream, and the crickets cry.

Re-enter Lady MACBETH. Did not you speak ?

Lady M. My hands are of your colour ; but I Macb. When ?

shame Lady M.


To wear a heart so white. (Knocking.) I hear a Macb.

As I descended ?

knocking Lady M. Ay.

At the south entry : - retire we to our chamber : Mucb. Hark!

A little water clears us of this deed : Who lies i'the second chamber?

How easy is it then ? Your constancy Lady M.


Hath left you unattended. — (Knocking.) Hark! Macb. This is a sorry sight.

more knocking: (Looking on his hands. Get on your night-gown, lest occasion call us, Lady M. A foolish thought, to say a sorry sight. And show us to be watchers : Be not lost Macó. There's one did laugh in his sleep, and so poorly in your thoughts. one cried, murder !

Macb. To know my deed, - 'twere best not know That they did wake each other; I stood and heard


(Knocking them :

Wake Duncan with thy knocking! I would thou But they did say their prayers, and address'd them

couldst !

(Exeunt. Again to sleep. Lady M. There are two lodg'd together.

SCENE III. The same. Macb. One cried, God bless us! and, Amen, the other ;

Enter a Porter. [Knocking within. As they had seen me, with these hangman's hands. Listening their fear. I could not say amen,

Porter. Here's a knocking, indeed! [Knocking.) When they did say, God bless us.

Knock, knock, knock: Who's there? Come in time. Lady M.

Consider it not so deeply. [Knocking.) Knock, knock : Who's there ? [Knock. Macb. But wherefore could not I pronounce, ing.] Knock, knock: Never at quiet! What are amen ?

you? (Knocking.] Anon, anon ; I pray you re. I had most need of blessing, and amen

member the porter.

(Opens the gate. Stuck in my throat.

Enter MACDUFF and Lexox.
Lady M. These deeds must not be thought
After these ways; so, it will make us mad.

Macd. Was it so late, friend, ere you went to bed Macb. Methought, I heard a voice cry, Sleep no

That you do lie so late ? more !

Port. Faith, sir, we were carousing till the seMacbeth does murder sleep, the innocent sleep;

cond cock. Sleep, that knits up the ravell’d sleave o of care,

Macd. Is thy master stirring ? The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath,

Our knocking has awak'd him; here he comes. Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course,

Chief nourisher in life's feast ;
Lady M. What do you mean?

Len. Good-morrow, noble sir !
Macb. Still it cried, Sleep no more! to all the house:


Good morrow, both ! Glamis hath murder'd sleep; and therefore Cawdor

Macd. Is the king stirring, worthy thane?

Shall sleep no more, Macbeth shall sleep no more!
Lady M. Who was it that thus cried ? Why,

Macd. He did command me to call timely on him; worthy thane,

I have almost slipp'd the hour. You do unbend your noble strength, to think


I'll bring you to him. So brainsickly of things : Go, get some water,

Macd. I know this is a joyful trouble to you; And wash this filthy witness from your hand.

But yet 'tis one. Why did you bring these daggers from the place ?

Macb. The labour we delight in physics ? pain. They must lie there ; Go, carry them; and smear

This is the door. The sleepy groom with blood.


I'll make so bold to call, Macb.

I'll go no more :

For 'tis my limited service. S [Exit MACDUFF. I am afraid to think what I have done ;


Goes the king Look on't again, I dare not.

From hence to-day ? Laly M.

Infirm of purpose !


He does : — he did appoint it so. Give me the daggers : The sleeping and the dead Len. The night has been unruly: Where we Are but as pictures : 'tis the eye of childhood,

lay, That fears a painted devil. If he do bleed,

Our chimnies were blown down ; and, as they say, I’U gild the faces of the grooms withal,

Lamentings heard i'the air; strange screams of For it must seem their guilt.

death; [Exit. Knocking within.

I To incarnardine is to stain of a flesh colour. Sleave is unwrought silk

31, e. Affords a cordial to it. 3 Appointed service.

Not yet.

And prophesying, with accents terrible,

They stard, and were distracted; no man's life Of dire combustion, and confus'd events,

Was to be trusted with them.
New hatch'd to the woeful time. The obscure bird Macb. O, yet I do repent me of my fury,
Clamour'd the livelong night: some say, the earth That I did kill them.
Was feverous, and did shake.


Wherefore did you so ? Macb.

'Twas a rough night. Macb. Who can be wise, amaz’d, temperate and Len. My young remembrance cannot parallel

furious, A fellow to it.

Loyal and neutral, in a moment? No man:
Re-enter MACDUFF.

The expedition of my violent love
Macd. O horror! horror! borror ! Tongue, nor His silver skin lac'd with his golden blood;

Out-ran the pauser reason. - - Here lay Duncan, heart,

And his gash'd stabs look'd like a breach in nature, Cannot conceive nor name thee !

For ruin's wasteful entrance: there, the murderers, Macb. Len.

What's the matter? Macd. Confusion now hath made his masterpiece! Steep'd in the colours of their trade, their daggers Most sacrilegious murder hath broke ope

Unmannerly breech'd with gore': Who could re

The Lord's anointed temple, and stole thence
The life o' the building.

That had a heart to love, and in that heart
What is't you say ? the life ? Courage to make his love known ?

Lady M.

Help me hence, ho!
Len. Mean you his majesty ?
Macd. Approach the chamber, and destroy your

Macd. Look to the lady.

Why do we hold our tongues, sight With a new Gorgon : - Do not bid me speak;

That most may claim this argument for ours ? See, and then speak yourselves. — Awake! awake! Where our fate, hid within an augre-hole,

Don. What should be spoken here, [Exeunt MACBETH and Lenox. Ring the alarum-bell: - Murder, and treason !

May rush and seize us? Let's away; our tears

Are not yet brew'd. Banquo, and Donalbain ! Malcolm! awake!

Mal. Shake off this downy sleep, death's counterfeit,

Nor our strong sorrow on

The foot of motion. And look on death itself! Up, up, and see

- Malcolm! Banquo!

Ban. The great doom's image!

Look to the lady:As from your graves rise up, and walk like sprights, And when we have our naked frailties hid,

(Lady MacbetH is carried out. To countenance this horror.

[Bell rings. That suffer in exposure, let us meet, Enter Lady MacBETH.

And question this most bloody piece of work, Lady M.

What's the business, To know it further. Fears and scruples shake us : That such a hideous trumpet calls to parley

In the great hand of God I stand; and, thence, The sleepers of the house ? speak, speak,

Against the undivulg'd pretence I fight Macd.

O, gentle lady, of treasonous malice. 'Tis not for you to hear what I can speak :


And so do I. The repetition, in a woman's ear,


So all. Would murder as it fell. — O Banquo! Banquo!

Macb. Let's briefly put on manly readiness,

And meet i' the hall together.


Well contented. Our royal master's murderd!

[Ereunt all but Mal. and Don. Lady M.

Woe, alas!

Mal. What will you do? Let's not consort with

them :
What, in our house?
Too cruel, any where.

To show an unfelt sorrow, is an office
Dear Duff, I prythee contradict thyself,

Which the false man does easy : I'll to England. And say, it is not so.

Don. To Ireland, I; our separated fortune

Shall keep us both the safer : where we are,
Re-enter MACBETH and LENOX.

There's daggers in men's smiles : the near in blood, Macb. Had I but died an hour before this chance, The nearer bloody,


This murderous shaft that's shot, I had liv'd a blessed time; for, from this instant, There's nothing serious in mortality:

Hath not yet lighted; and our safest way All is but toys : renown, and grace is dead :

Is, to avoid the aim. Therefore, to horse; The wine of life is drawn, and

the meer lees

And let us not be dainty of leave taking, Is left this vault to brag of.

But shift away : there's warrant in that theft,

Which steals itself, when there's no mercy left. Enter Malcolm and DONALBAIN.

[Exeunt. Don. What is amiss ?

SCENE IV. - Without the Castle.
You are, and do not know it :

Enter Rosse and an Old Man.
The spring, the head, the fountain of your blood
Is stoppd; the very source of it is stopp'd.

Old M. Threescore and ten I can remember well : Macd. Your royal father's murder'd.

Within the volume of which time, I have seen Mal.

O! by whom? Hours dreadful, and things strange; but this sore Len. Those of his chamber, as it seem'd, had

night done't :

Hath trifled former knowings.

Rosse. Their hands and faces were all badg’d with blood,

Ah, good father, So were their daggers, which, unwip'd, we found

Thou seest the heavens, as troubled with man's act, Upon their pillows:

* Covered with blood to their bilts.

Threaten his bloody stage : by the clock, 'tis day, Rosse.

Alas, the day: And yet dark night strangles the travelling lamp : What good could they pretend ?5 Is it night's predominance, or the day's shame, Macd.

They were suborn'd: That darkness does the face of earth intomb, Malcolm, and Donalbain, the king's two sons, When living light should kiss it ?

Are stol'n away and fled; which puts upon them Old M.

'Tis unnatural, Suspicion of the deed. Even like the deed that's done. On Tuesday last Rosse.

'Gainst nature still; A falcon, towering in her pride of place,

Thriftless ambition, that wilt

raven up Was by a mousing owl hawk'd at, and kill'd. Thine own life's means! - Then 'tis most like, Rosse. And Duncan's horses, (a thing most The sovereignty will fall upon Macbeth. strange and certain,)

Macd. He is already nam'd; and gone to Scone, Beauteous and swift, the minions of their race, To be invested. Turn'd wild in nature, broke their stalls, flung out, Rosse. Where is Duncan's body? Contending 'gainst obedience, as they would make Macd. Carried to Colmes-kill; War with mankind.

The sacred storehouse of his predecessors, Old M.

'Tis said, they eat each other. And guardian of their bones. Rosse. They did so; to the amazement of mine Rosse.

Will you to Scone ? eyes,

Macd. No, cousin, I'll to Fife. That look'd upon't. Here comes the good Mac- Rosse.

Well, I will thither. duff:

Macd. Well, may you see things well done

there; adieu ! Enter MACDUFF.

Lest our old robes sit easier than our new ! How goes the world, sir, now?

Rosse. Father, farewell. Macd.

Why, see you not ? Old M. God's benison go with you: and with Rosse. Is't known who did this more than bloody

those deed?

That would make good of bad, and friends of foes! Macd. Those that Macbeth hath slain.



SCENE I. - Fores. A Room in the Palace. I must become a borrower of the night,

For a dark hour or twain.


Fail not our feast. Ban. Thou hast it now, King, Cawdor, Glamis, Ban. My lord, I will not. all,

Macb. We hear, our bloody cousins are bestow'd As the weird women promis'd; and, I fear, In England, and in Ireland ; not confessing Thou play'dst most foully for't: yet it was said, Their cruel parricide, filling their hearers It should not stand in thy posterity ;

With strange invention : But of that to-morrow; But that myself should be the root, and father When, therewithal, we shall have cause of state, Of many kings. If there come truth from them,

Craving us jointly. Hie you to horse : Adieu, (As upon thee, Macbeth, their speeches shine,)

Till you return at night. Goes Fleance with you ? Why, by the verities on thee made good,

Ban. Ay, my good lord: our time does call upon us, May they not be my oracles as well,

Macb. I wish your horses swift and sure of foot; And set me up in hope? But, hush; no more. And so I do commend you to their backs.

Senet sounded. Enter MACBETH, as King; Lady Let every man be master of his time

[Erit BANQUO. МАСВЕтн, , as Queen; Lenox, Rosse, Lords, Till seven at night; to make society Ladies, and Attendants.

The sweeter welcome, we will keep ourself Macb. Here's our chief guest.

Till supper-time alone: while then, God be with you. Lady M.

If he had been forgotten, [Exeunt Lady Macbeth, Lords, Ladies, fc. It had been as a gap in our great feast,

Sirrah, a word: Attend those men our pleasure? And all things unbecoming.

Alten. They are, my lord, without the palace gate. Macb. To-night we hold a solemn supper, sir, Macb. Bring them before us. — [Erit Atten.] And I'll request your presence.

To be thus, is nothing; Ban.

Let your highness But to be safely thus :- Our fears in Banquo Command upon me; to the which, my duties Stick deep; and in his royalty 6 of nature Are with a most indissoluble tie

Reigns that, which would be fear'd: 'Tis much he For ever knit.

dares; Macb. Ride you this afternoon ?

And, to that dauntless temper of his mind, Ban.

Ay, my good lord. He hath a wisdom that doth guide his valour Macb. We should have else desir'd your good To act in safety. There is none, but he advice

Whose being I do fear : and, under him, (Which still hath been both grave and prosperous) My genius is rebuk'd; as, it is said, In this day's council; but we'll take to-morrow.

Mark Antony's was by Cæsar. He chid the sisters, Is't far you ride?

When first they put the name of King upon me, Ban. As far, my lord, as will fill up the time 'Twixt this and supper : go not my horse the better, » Intend to themselves.

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