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Duncan, King of Scotland.
Malcolm, ) 7. _,
„ '> Generals of the King's Army,
Banquo, ) J
Fleance, Son to Banquo.
Siward, Earl of Northumberland, General of the English Forces,
Young Siward, his Son.
Seyton, an Officer attending Macbeth.
Son to Macduff.
An English Doctor. A Scotch Doctor.
A Soldier. A Porter. An Old Man.
> Thanes of Scotland.
Gentlewoman attending Lady Macbeth.
Lords, Gentlemen, Officers, Soldiers, Murderers, Attendants, and Messengers.
The Ghost of Banquo, and other Apparitions.
SCENE, in the end of the fourth Act, in England; through the rest of the Play, in Scotlund.
THE TRAGEDY OF
Scene I.—An open Place.
WHEN shall we three meet again,
A Camp near Forres.
Alarum within. Enter King Duncan, Malcolm, Donalbain, Lenox, with Attendants, meeting a bleeding Soldier.
Duncan. What bloody man is that? He can report, As seemeth by his plight, of the revolt The newest state.
Malcolm. This is the sergeant,
Who, like a good and hardy soldier, fought
Soldier. Doubtful it stood;
As two spent swimmers, that do cling together
Which ne'er shook hands, nor bade farewell to him,
Dun. 0 valiant cousin! worthy gentleman!
Sold, As whence the sun 'gins his reflection Shipwracking storms and direful thunders [break,] So from that spring, whence comfort seem'd to come, Discomfort swells. Mark, King of Scotland, mark: No sooner justice had, with valour arm'd, Compell'd these skipping Kernes to trust their heels, But the Norweyan lord, surveying vantage, With furbish'd arms and new supplies of men, Began a fresh assault.
Dun. Dismay'd not this
Our captains, Macbeth and Banquo?
As sparrows eagles, or the hare the lion.
Dun. So well thy words become thee, as thy wounds: They smack of honour both. — Go, get him surgeons.
[Exit Soldier, attended.
Enter Rosse and Angus.
Who comes here?
Mai. The worthy Thane of Rosse.
Lenox. What a haste looks through his eyes! So should he look that seems to speak things strange.
Rosse. God save the King!
Dun. Whence cam'st thou, worthy Thane?
Rosse. From Fife, great King;
Norway himself, with terrible numbers,
Assisted by that most disloyal traitor,
The Thane of Cawdor, began a dismal conflict;
Till that Bellona's bridegroom, lapp'd in proof,
Confronted him with self-comparisons,
Point against point, rebellious arm 'gainst arm,
Curbing his lavish spirit: and, to conclude,
The victory fell on us ; —
Dun. Great happiness!
Rosse. That now
Dun. No more that Thane of Cawdor shall deceive Our bosom interest. — Go, pronounce his present
death, And with his former title greet Macbeth.
Rosse. I'll see it done.
Dun. What he hath lost noble Macbeth hath won.
Thunder. Enter the three Witches.
1 Witch. Where hast thou been, sister?
2 Witch. Killing swine.
3 Witch. Sister, where thou?
1 Witch. A sailor's wife had chestnuts in her lap, And mounch'd, and mounch'd, and mounch'd: "Give
me," quoth I: — u Aroint thee, witch!" the rump-fed ronyon cries.