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What, all my pretty chickens, and their dam,
At one fell fwoop?

Mal. 9 Dispute it like a mans

Macd. I shall do so;
But I muft also feel it as a man.
I cannot but remember such things were,
That were most precious to me. Did heaven look on,
And would not take their part ? Sinful Macduff

They were all struck for thee ! Naught that I am,
Not for their own demerits, but for mine!
Fell flaughter on their souls : Heaven rest them now!

Mal. Be this the whet-stone of your sword ; let grief
Convert to anger; blunt not the heart, enrage it

Macd. O, I could play the woman with mine eyes, And braggart with my tongue. But, gentle heavens! Cut short all intermiffion; front to front, Bring thou this fiend of Scotland and myself; Within my sword's length set him; if he 'scape, • Heaven forgive him too! . Mal. This: tune goes manly. Come, go we to the King, our power is ready ; Our lack is nothing but our leave: Macbeth Is ripe for shaking, and the powers above Put on their instruments. Receive what cheer you may; 1 The night is long that never finds the day. [Exeuntas

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Enter a Do&tor of Physick, and a v waiting Gentlewoman.

Dodi. Have two nights watch'd with you, but can per

ceive no truth in your report. When was it fhe last walk'd ?

Gent. Since his Majesty went into the field, I have seen her rise from her bed, throw her night-gown upon her, unlock her closet, take forth paper, fold it, write upon 't, read it, afterwards feal it, and again return to bed; yet all this while in a moft faft sleep.

Doct. A great perturbation in nature! to receive at once the benefit of sleep, and do the effects of watching. In this flumbry agitation, befides her walking, and other actual performances, what, at any time, have you heard her say?

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Gent. That, Sir, which I will not a report after her.
Doel. You may to nie, and 'tis moft meet you should.

Gent. Neither to you, nor any one; having no witness to confirm my speech.

Enter Lady Macbeth with a taper. Lo you! here she comes. This is her very guise; and, upon my life, fast asleep. Observe her; stand close.

Doct. How came she by that light?

Gent. Why, it stood by her : she has light by her continually, 'tis her command.

Doet. You fee, her eyes are open.
Gent. Ay, but their sense a is fhut.

Doel. What is it she does now? Look how the rubs her hands.

Gent. It is an accuftom'd action with her, to feem thus washing her hands; I have known her continue in this a quarter of an hour.

Lady. Yet here 's a spot.

Doet. Hark, she speaks. I will set down what comes from her, to satisfy my remembrance the more strongly.

Lady. Out, damned spot; out, I lay-One, two; why then 'tis time to do 'r-Hell is murky. Fie, my Lord, fie! a soldier, and cafear'd? What need we fear who kaows it, when none can call our power to account :Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him?

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Doct. Do you mark that?

Lady. The Thane of Fife had a wife; where is she now? What will sthese hands ne'er be clean-No inore o' that, my Lord, no more o' that: you mar all with this starting.

Dor. Go to, go to; you have known what you should

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Gent. She has spoke what she should not, I am sure of

that: Heaven knows what she has known.

Lady. Here's the finell of the blood ftill; all the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand. Oh, oh, oh!

Doel. What a figh is there! the heart is forely charg’d.

Geni. I would not have such a heart in any bosom for the dignity of the whole body.

Doct. Well, well, weil-
Gent. Pray God it be, Şir.

Doel. This disease is beyond my practice; yet I have known those which have walk'd in their fleep, who have died holily in their beds.

Lady. Wash your hands, put on your night-gown, look not so pale - I tell you yet again, Banquo's buried; he cannot coine out son 's

grave. Doel. Even fo? Lady. To bec!, to bed; there 's knocking at the gate.

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Come, come, come, come, give me your hand : what's done cannot be undone. To bed, to bed, to bed.

[Exit Lady. Doct. Will she now go to bed? Gent. Dire&tly.

Doct. Foul whisp'rings are abroad; unnatural deeds
Do breed unnatural troubles : infected minds
To their deaf pillows will discharge their secrets.
More needs fherthe Divine than the Physician:
* God, God, forgive us all! Look after her;

Remove from her the means of all annoyance,
And ftill keep eyes upen her : so good night!
My mind she has mated, and amaz'd
I think, but dare not speak.
Gent. Good night, good Do&or.


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nox, and soldiers. Ment. The Englift power is near, led on by Malcolm, His uncle Seyward, and the good Macduff. Revenges burn in them; for their dear causes * Would to the bleeding and the grim alarm Excite the mortified-inan,

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