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Give solely sovereign sway and masterdom.

Mac. We will speak further.

Lady. Only look up clear; To alter favour ever is to fear : Leave all the rest to me.




Hautboys and Torches. Enter King, MALCOLM, Do

ANGUS, and Attendants.

King. This castle hath a pleasant seat; the air Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself *Unto our gentle senses.

Ban. This guest of summer, The temple-haunting *martlet, does approve, By his lov'd mansionry, that the heaven's breath Smells wooingly here : ‘no jutty frieze, Buttress, nor coigne of vantage*, but this bird Hath made his pendant bed, and procreant cradle: Where they *most breed and haunt, I have observ'd The air is delicate.

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Enter Lady MACBETH. King. See, see! our honour'd hostess !The love that follows us, sometime is our trouble, Which still we thank as love. Herein I teach you, *How

you shall bid God yield us for your pains, And thank us for your trouble. Lady. All our service

In every point twice done, and then done double,

poor and single business, to contend Against those honours deep and broad, wherewith Your majesty loads our house : for those of old, And the late dignities heap'd up to them, 420 *We rest your hermits.

King. Where's the thane of Cawdor ?
We cours'd him at the heels, and had a purpose
To be his purveyor : but he rides well;
And his great love, sharp as his spur*, hath holp him
To his home before us : fair and noble hostess,
We are your guest to-night.
· Lady. * Your servants ever
Have theirs, themselves, and what is theirs, in compt,
To make their audit at your highness' pleasure, 430
Still to return your own,

King. Give me your hand ;
Conduct me to mine host; we love him highly,
And shall continue our graces towards him.
By your leave, hostess.



Hautboys and Torches. Enter a Sewer*, and divers

Şervants with Dishes and Service over the Stage. Then enter MACBETH.

Mac. *If it were done, when 'tis done, then 'twere

well It were done quickly: *if« the assassination


" Could

« Could trammel up the consequence, and catch, «. *With his surcease, success;" that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here,

449 But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, We'd jump the life to come*.---But, in these cases, We still have judginent here; that we but teach Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return To plague the inventor: this even-lianded Justice* Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice To our own lips. He's here in double trust : First, as I am his kinsman and his subiect, Strong both against the deed; then, as his bost, Who should against his murderer shut the door, 453 Not bear the knife myself. Besides, this Duncan *Hath born his faculties so meek, hatlı been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongu'd, against The deep damnation of his taking off : And pity, like a naked new-born babe, Striding the blast, *or heaven's cherubin, hors'd Upon the sighthless couriers of the air, Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, *That tears shall drown the wind. I have no spur To prick the sides of my intent, but only Vaulting ambition, which o'er-leaps itself, And falls on the other*. -How now! what news?


Enter Lady*. Lady. He has almost supp'd; why have you left the chamber?


Mac. Hath he ask'd for me ?
Lady. Know you not, he has ?

Mac. 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,
Which would be worn now in 'their newest gloss, 470.
Not cast aside. so soon.

1. Was the hope drunk,
Wherein you drest yourself? hath it slept since ?
And wakes it now, to look so green and pale
At what it did so freely? from this time,
Such I account thy love. Art thou afraid
To be the same in thine own act and valour,
As thou art in desire ? *Wouldst thou have that
Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life,
And live a coward

thine own esteem ;
Letting I dare not, wait upon I would,
*Like the poor cat i’ the adage? ;

Mac. Pr’ythee, peace* :
I dare do all that may become a man;
Who dares do more, is none.

Lady. What beas, was it then,
That made you break this enterprize to me?


durst do it, then you were a man; And, to be more than what you were, you would

Be so much more the man. Nor time, nor place, 490 : *Did then adhere, and yet you would make both : '

They have made themselves, and that their fitness now
Does unmake you. I have given suck; and know
How tender 'tis, to love the babe that milks me :

I would,


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I would, while it was smiling in my face,
Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums,
And dash'd the brains out,-had I but so sworn
As you have done, to this.

Mac. If we should fail,-
Lady. We fail !

500 But screw your courage to the sticking place*, And we'll not fail. When Duncan is asleep, Whereto the rather shall his day's hard journey Soundly invite him, his two chamberlains *Will I with wine and wassel so convince, That memory, the warder of the brain", Shall be a fume, and the receipt of reason* *A limbeck only: when in swinish sleep Their drenched natures lie, as in a death, What cannot you and I perform upon

510 The unguarded Duncan ? what not put upon His spungy officers ; *who shall bear the guilt Of our great quell ?

Mac. Bring forth men-children only! For thy undaunted mettle should compose Nothing but males. Will it not be receiv'd, When we have mark'd with blood those sleepy two Of his own chamber, and us’d their very daggers, That they have don't? Lady. Who dares receive it other,

520 As we shall make our griefs and clamour roar Upon his death ?

Mac. I am settled, and bend up*
Each corporal agent to this terrible feat.


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