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Is to receive our duties : and our duties
The illness should attend it. What thou would's. Are to your throne and state, children, ar.d servants;
highly, Which do but what they should, by doing every That would'st thou holily ; would'st not play false, thing
And yet would'st wrongly win: thou’d'st have, great Safe toward your love and honour.
Welcome hither : That which cries, Thus thou must do, if thou I have begun to plant thee, and will labour
have it : To make thee full of growing. Noble Banquo, Anul that which rather thou dost fear lo do, That hast no less deserv'd, nor must be known Than wishest should be undone. Ilie thee hither, No less to have done so, let me infold thee,
That I may pour my spirits in thine ear; And hold thee to my heart.
And chastise with the valour of my tongue Ban.
There if I grow,
All that impedes thee from the golden round, The harvest is your own.
Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem
What is your Wanton in fulness, seek to hide themselves
tidings? In drops of sorrow. - Sons, kinsmen, thanes, And you whose places are the nearest, know,
Enter an Attendant. We will establish our estate upon
Atten. The king comes here to-night. Our eldest, Malcolm ; whom we name hereafter Lady M.
Thou’rt mad to say it : The prince of Cumberland : which honour must Is not thy master with him ? who, wer't so, Not, unaccompanied, invest him only,
Would have inform’d for preparation. But signs of nobleness, like stars, shall shine
Atten. So please you, it is true; our thane is On all deservers. From hence to Inverness,
coming : And bind us further to you.
One of my fellows had the speed of him ; Macb. The rest is labour, which is not us'd for Who, almost dead for breath, had scarcely more you :
Than would make up his message. I'll be myself the harbinger, and make joyful
Give him tending, The hearing of my wife with your approach ; He brings great news. The raven himself is hoarse, So, humbly take
(Erit Attendant. Dun.
My worthy Cawdor! That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan Macb. The prince of Cumberland! That is a Under my battlements. Come, come, you spirits step,
That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here ; On which I must fall down, or else o'er--leap,
And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full
[Asile. Of direst cruelty! make thick my blood, For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires ! Stop up the access and passage to remorse ; Let not light see my black and deep desires : That no compunctious visitings of nature The eye wink at the hand! yet let that be,
Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see. (Exit.
The effect, and it! Come to my woman's breasts, Dun. True, worthy Banquo ; he is full so va
And take my milk for gall, you murd’ring mi liant;
nisters, And in his commendations I am fed ;
Wherever in your sightless substances It is a banquet to me. Let us after him,
You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, Whose care is gone before to bid us welcome : And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell! It is a peerless kinsman. (Flourish. Ereunt. That my keen knife see not the wound it makes;
Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, SCENE V. - Inverness. A Room in Macbeth's To cry, Hold, hold ! Great Glamis ! worthy Castle.
My dearest love, rapt in the wonder of it, came missives from the Duncan comes here to-night. king, who all-hailed me, Thane of Cawdor; by which
And when goes hence ? title, before, these weird sisters salutell me, and re- Macb. To-morrow,
as he purposes. ferred me to the coming on of time, with, Hail, king
0, never that shalt be! This have I thought good to deliver Shall sun that morrow see! thet, my dearest partner of greatness; that thou Your face, my thane, is as a book, where men mightest not lose the dues f rejoicing, by being ig- May read strange matters; To beguile the time,' norant of what greatness is promised thee. Iay it to Look like the time; bear welcome in your eye, thy heart, and farewell.
Your hand, your tongue: look like the innocent
flower, Glamis thou art, and Cawdor ; and shalt be But be the serpent under it. He that s coming What thou art promis'd : - Yet do I fear thy na- Must be provided for : and you
This night's great business into my despatch ; It is too full o' the milk of human kindness, Which shall to all our nights and days to come To catch the nearest way : Thou would'st be great; Give solely sovereign sway and masterdom. Art not without ambition; but without
Macb. We will speak further.
Only look up clear ; Who should against his murderer shut the door, To alter favour over is to fear :
Not bear the knife myself. Besides, this Duncan L.cave all the rest to me.
[Ereunt. Iath borne his faculties so meek, hath been
So clear in his great office, that his virtues SCENE VI. - The same. Before the Castle.
Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against
The deep damnation of his taking-of.
Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubim, hors'd
Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye,
That tears shall drown the wind. — I have no spur Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself
To prick the sides of my intent, but only
Vaulting ambition, which o'er-leaps itself,
Enter Lady Macbeth.
left the chamber? His pendent bed, and procreant cradle: Where they
Macb. Hath he ask'd for me? Most breed and haunt, I have obsery'd, the air Lady M.
Know you not, he has ? Is delicate.
Macb. We will proceed no further in this business:
He hath honour'd me of late; and I have bought
Golden opinions from all sorts of people,
See, see! our honour'd hostess ! Which would be worn now in their newest gloss, The love that follows us, sometime is our trouble,
Not cast aside so soon. Which still we thank as love. Herein 1 teach you,
Was the hope drunk,
And wakes it now, to look so green and pale
All our service At what it did so freely ? From this time,
To be the same in thine own act and valour,
And live a coward in thine own esteem;
Letting I dare not wait upon I would, Dun.
Where's the thane of Cawdor? Like the poor cat i' the adage? We cours'd him at the heels, and had a purpose Macb.
Pr'ythee, peace : To be his purveyor : but he rides well;
I dare do all that may become a man; And his great love, shar, as his spur, hath holp him
Who dares do more, is none. To his home before 1's: Fair and noble hostess,
What beast was it then,
That made you break this enterprise to me?
durst do it, then you were a man; Have theirs, themselves, and what is theirs, in compt, And, to be more than what you were, you would To make their audit at your highness' pleasure, Be so much more the man. Nor time, nor place, Still to return your own.
Did then adhere, and yet you would make both : Dun.
Give me your hand : They have made themselves, and that their fitness now Conduct me to mine host; we love him bighly, Does unmake you. I have given suck; and know And shall continue our graces towards him. How tender 'tis, to love the babe that milks me : By your leave, hostess.
(Exeunt. I would, while it was smiling in my face,
Have pluck'd my nipple from Inis boneless gums, SCENE VII. The same. A Room in the Castle. And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn, as you
Have done to this. Hulboys and torches. Enter, and pass over the stage,
If we should fail, a Sewer, and divers Servants with dishes and ser
We fail! tice. Then enter MACBETH.
But screw your courage to the sticking place, Mach. If it were done, when 'tis done, then 'twere And we'll not fail. When Duncan is asleep, well
(Whereto the rather shall his day's hard journey i It were done quickly: If the assassination Soundly invite him,) his two chamberlains
Could trammel up the consequence, and catch, Will I with wine and wassel so convince,
That memory, the warder of the brain,
Shall be a fume, and the receipt of reason
But in these cases, Their drenched natures lie, as in a death,
Bring forth men-children only First, as I am his kinsinan and his subject,
For thy undaunted mettle should compose Strong both against the deed; then, as his l'ost, Nothing but inales. Will it ne: Le receiv'd,
When we have mark'd with blood those sleepy two Macb.
I am sett.ed, ana bend up Of his own chamber, and us’d their very daggers, Each corporal agent to this terrible feat. That they have done't?
Away, and mock the time with fairest show: Lady M.
Who dares receive it other, False face must hide what the false heart doth As we shall make our griefs and clamour roar
[Ereunt. Upon his death?
SCENE I. - The same. Court within the Castle. A dagger of the mind; a false creation,
Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? Enter Banquo and FLEANCE, and a Servant with a
I see thee yet, in form as palpable torch before then.
As this which now I draw. Ban. How goes the night, boy?
Thou marshal'st me the way that I was going Fle. The moon is down; I have not heard the And such an instrument I was to use. clock.
Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses, Ban. And she goes down at twelve.
Or else worth all the rest : I see thee still; Fle.
I take't, 'tis later, sir. And on thy blade, and dudgeon, gouts of blood, Ban. Hold, take my sword. There's husbandry Which was not so before. There's no such thing in heaven,
It is the bloody business, which informs Their candles are all out. Take thee that too. Thus to mine eyes.
Now o'er the one half world A heavy summons lies like lead upon me,
Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse And yet I would not sleep: Merciful powers! The curtain'd sleep; now witchcraft celebrates Restrain in me the cursed thoughts, that nature Pale Hecate's offering; and wither'd murder, Gives way to in repose ! - Give me my sword ;- Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf,
Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy Enter MACBETH, and a Servant with « torch.
pace, Who's there?
With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design Macb. A friend.
Moves like a ghost. Thou sure and firin-set Ban. What, sir, not yet at rest ? The king's
earth, a-bed :
Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear He hath been in unusual pleasure, and
Thy very stones prate of my where-about, Sent forth great largess to your offices :
And take the present horror from the time, This diamond he greets your wife withal,
Which now suits with it. Whiles I threat, he By the name of most kind hostess; and shut up
lives; In measureless content.
Words to the heat of deeds too cold breath gives. Macb. Being unprepar’d,
(A bell rings Our will became the servant to defect;
I go, and it is done; the bell invites me. Which else should free have wrought.
Hear it not, Duncan ; for it is a knell Ban.
All's well. That summons thee to heaven, or to hell. [Exit I dreamt last night of the three weird sisters : To you they have show'd some truth.
The same. Macb.
I think not of them : Yet, when we can entreat an hour to serve,
Enter Lady MACBETH. Would spend it in some words upon that business, Lady M. That which hath made them drunk, If you would grant the time.
hath made me bold : Ban.
At your kind'st leisure. What hath quench'i them, hath given me fire : -Macb. If you shall cleave to my consent, when
Hark! --- Peace! 'tis,
It was the owl that shriek'd, the fatal bellman, It shall make honour for you.
Which gives the stern'st good-night. He is about it: Ban.
So I lose none,
The doors are open ; and the surfeited grooms In seeking to augment it, but still keep
Do mock their charge with snores : I have drugg'd My bosom franchis'd, and allegiance clear,
their possets, I shall be counsel'd.
That death and nature do contend about them, Macb.
Good repose, the while ! Whether they live, or die. Ban. Thanks, sir ; The like to you !
Macb. (Within.] Who's there? what, ho! (Exit Banduo.
Lady M. Alack! I am afraid they have awak'd, Macb. Go, bid thy mistress, when my drink is And 'tis not done : - the attempt, and not the ready,
deed, She strike upon the beli. Get thee to bed.
Confounds us : - Hark! - I laid their daggers [Exit Servant.
ready, Is this a dagger, which I see before me,
He could not miss them. Had he not resenibled The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch My father as he slept I had done't. My husband? thee :
Enter MACBET 1.
Macb. I have done the deed : Didst thou not To feeling, as to sight? or art thou but
hear a noise ?
Lady M. I heard the owl scream, and the crickets! cry.
Re-enter Ludy MACBETH. Did not you speak ?
Lady M. My hands are of your colour; but I Mact When?
shame Lady M. Now.
To wear a heart so white. [Knock.] I hear a Macb.
As I descended ?
knocking Lady M. Ay.
At the south entry :-retire we to our chamber. Macb. Hark!
A little water clears us of this deed : Who lies i' the second chamber?
How easy is it then! Your constancy
Donalbain. Hath left you unattended. - [K'nocking:7 Hark ! Macb. This is a sorry sight.
more knocking : (Looking on his hands. Get on your nightgown, lest occasion call us, Lady M. A foolish thought, to say a sorry sight. And show us to be watchers :- Be not lost Macb. 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 That they did wake each other ; I stood and heard
[Knock. them :
Wake Duncan with thy knocking; Ay, 'would thou But they did say their prayers, and address'd them
[Lireunt. 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. Poris . Here's a knocking, indeed! If a man Listening their fear, I could not say, amen, were porter of hell-gate, he should have old turning When they did say, God bless us.
the key. [Knocking.) Knock, knock, knock : Who's Lady M.
Consider it not so deeply. there, i' the name of Belzebub ? Here's a farmer, Macó. But wherefore could not I pronounce, that hanged himself on the expectation of plenty : amen ?
Come in time; have napkins enough about you ; I had most need of blessing, and amen
here you'll sweat for't. [k'nocking.) Knock, knock : Stuck in
Who's there, i' the other devil's name? 'Faitli, Lady M.
These decds must not be thought here's an equivocator, that could swear in both the After these ways; so, it will make us mad. scales against either scale; who committed treason Macb. Methought, I heard a voice cry, Sleep no enough for God's sake, yet could not equivocate more !
to heaven : 0, come in equivocator. [K'nocking. ] Macbeth does murder sleep, the innocent sleep ; Knock, knock, knock : Who's there? 'Faith, here's Sleep, that knits up the ravell'd sleave of care,
an English tailor come hither, for stealing out of a The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, French hose : Come in, tailor; here you may roast Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, your goose. [Knocking.) Knock, knock: Never at Chief nourisher in life's feast.
quiet! What are you ? — But this place is too cold Lally M.
What do you mean? for hell. I'll devil-porter it no further: I had Macb. Still it cried, Sleep no more! to all the thought to have let in some of all professions, that house :
go the primrose way to the everlasting bonfire. Glamis hath murder'd sleep : and therefore Cawdor (Knocking.) Anon, anon ; I pray you, remember Shall sleep no more, Macbeth shall sleep no more !
(Opens the gate. Lady M. Who was it that thus cried ? Why, worthy thane,
Enter Macduff and Lenox. You do unbend your noble strength, to tłunk
Macd. Was it so late, friend, ere you went to bed, So brainsickly of thing: - Go, get soire water, That you do lie so late ? And wash this filthy witness from your hand.
Port. 'Faith, sir, we were carousing till the second Why did you bring these daggers from the place ? cock : and drink, sir, is a great provoker of three They must lie there : Go, carry them; and smear things. The sleepy grooms with blood.
Macd. What three things does drink especially Macb.
I'll go no more : provoke? I am afraid to think what I have done;
Port. Marry, sir, nose-painting, sleep, and urine. Look on't again, I dare not.
Lechery, sir, it provokes, and unprovokes: it proLady M.
Infirm of purpose ! vokes the desire, but it takes away the performance : Give me the daggers : The sleeping, and the dead, Therefore, much drink may be said to be an equiAre but as pictures : 'tis the eye of childhood, vocator with lechery: it makes him, and it mars That fears a painted devil. If he do bleed,
it sets him on, and it takes him off; it perI'll gild the faces of the grooms withal,
suades him, and disheartens him ; makes him stand For it inust seem their guilt.
to, and not stand to : in conclusion, equivocates liim [Erit. Knocking within, in a sleep, and, giving him the lie, leaves him. Macb.
Whence is that knocking ? Macd. I believe, drink gave thee the lie last How is't with me, when every noise appals me?
night. What hands are here? Ha! they pluck out mine Port. That it did, sir, i' the very throat o' me : eyes !
But I requited him for his lic; and, I think, being Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood too strong for him, though he took up my legs someClean from my hand? No; this my hand will rather time, yet I made a shift to cast him. The multitudinous seas incarnardine,
Macd. Is thy master stirring ? Making the green -one red,
Our linocking has awak'd him ; here he comes,
Dear Duff, I pr’yti.ee, contradict thyself,
it is not so.
Re-enter Macbeth and Lexos.
Macb. Had I but died an hour before this chance, Macb.
I had liv'd a blessed time; for, from this instant, Macd. He did coinmand me to call timely on him; There's nothing serious in mortality : I have almost slipp'd the hour.
All is but toys : renown, and grace, is dead;
I'll bring you to him. The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees
Enter Malcolm and DoxalbaIN.
Don. What is amiss?
You are, and do not know it : For 'tis my limited service. [Erit MacDUFF. The spring, the head, the fountain of your blood Len.
Goes the king
Is stopp'd ; the very source of it is stopp'd.
Macd. Your royal father's murder’d.
0, by whom? Len. The night has been unruly: Where we lay,
Len. Those of his chamber, as it seem'd, lad Our chimneys were blown down : and, as they say,
done't: Lamentings heard i' the air ; strange screams of Their hands and faces were all badg'd with blood, death ;
So were their daggers, which, unwip'd, we found And prophecying, with accents terrible,
Upon their pillows: Of dire combustion, and confus'd events,
They star'd, and were distracted; no man's life New hatch'd to the woeful time. The obscure bird Was to be trusted with them. Clamour'd the livelong night : some say, the earth
Macb. O, yet I do repent me of my fury, Was feverous, and did shake.
That I did kill them. Macb. 'Twas a rough night.
Wherefore did you so? Len. My young remembrance cannot parallel
Macb. Who can be wise, amaz’d, temperate, and A fellow to it.
Loyal and neutral, in a moment? No man:
The expedition of my violent love Macd. O horror! horror ! horror! Tongue, nor Out-ran the pauser reason. - Here lay Duncan, heart,
His silver skin lac'd with his golden blood ; Cannot conceive, nor name thee !
And his gash'd stabs look'd like a breach in nature Macb. Len.
What's the matter? | For ruin's wasteful entrance : there, the murderers, Macd. Confusion now hath made his master- Steep'd in the colours of their trade, their daggers piece!
Unmannerly breech'd with gore: Who could refrain, Most sacrilegious murder hath broke ope
That had a heart to love, and in that heart
Help me hence, lo Macb.
What is't you say ? the life? Macd. Look to the lady.
Why do we hold our tongues, Macd. Approach the chamber, and destroy your That most may claim this argument for ours? sight
Don. What should be spoken here, With a new Gorgon : - Do not bid me speak; Where our fate, hid within an augre-hole, Sce, and then speak yourselves.-Awake! awake! - May rush, and seize us? Let's away; our tears
[Ereunt Macbeth and Lenox. Are not yet brew'd. Ring the alarum-bell: – Murder! and treason ! Mal.
Nor our strong sorrow on Banquo, and Donalbain! Malcolm! awake! The foot of motion. Shake off this downy sleep, death's counterfeit,
Look to the lady : And look on death itself! up, up, and see
(Lady Macbeth is carried out. The great doom's image Malcolm! Banquo ! And when we have our naked frailties hid, As from your graves rise up, and walk like sprights, That suffer in exposure, let us meet, To countenance this horror !
[Bell ringe. And question this most bloody piece of work,
To know it further. Fears and scruples shake us : Enter Lady MACBETH.
In the great hand of God I stand; and, thence, Lady M.
What's the business, | Agains: the undivulg'd pretence I fight That such a hideous trumpet calls to parley
Of treasonous malice. The sleepers of the house ? speak, speak,
And so do I.
So all. 'Tis not for you to hear what I can speak :
Macb. Let's briefly put on manly readiness, The repetition, in a woman's ear,
And meet i'the hall together. Would murder as it fell.-- O Banquo! Banquo! AU.
(Exeunt all brut Mal. and Don. Enter BANQUO.
Mal. What will you do? Let's not consort with Our royal master's murder'd!
them : Woc, alas!
To show an unfelt sorrow, is an office What, in our house?
Which the false man does easy: I'll to England. Bin. Too cruel, any where. Don. To Ireland, I; our separated fortune