I go, and it is done; the bell invites me. That summons thee to Heaven, or to hell. [Exit. [Thunder and Lightning. Enter LADY MACBETH. Lady. That, which hath made them drunk, hath made me bold; What hath quench'd them, hath given me fire: Hark?-Peace! It was the owl that shriek'd, the fatal bell-man, their possets, That death and nature do contend about them, Macb. [Within.] Who's there?-what, ho! Enter MACВЕТН. Macb. I have done the deed :-Didst thou not hear a noise? Lady. I heard the owl scream, and the crickets Lady. Ay. Mach. Hark!- Who lies i' the second chamber? Lady. Donalbain. Macb. This is a sorry sight. Lady. A foolish thought, to say a sorry sight. Macb. There's one did laugh in his sleep, and one cry'd, " Murder !" That they did wake each other; I stood and heard them: But they did say their prayers, and address'd them Again to sleep. Lady. There are two lodg'd together. Macb. One cry'd, " God bless us:" and " Amen," the other; As they had seen me, with these hangman's hands, Listening their fear. I could not say, amen, When they did say, God bless us. Lady. Consider it not so deeply. Mach. But wherefore could not I pronounce, amen? I had most need of blessing, and amen Stuck in my throat. Lady. These deeds must not be thought After these ways; so, it will make us mad. Mach. Methought, I heard a voice cry, "Sleep no more!" To all the house, " Glamis hath murder'd sleep; and therefore Cawdor " Shall sleep no more, Macbeth shall sleep no more!" Lady. Who was it, that thus cry'd? Why, worthy thane, You do unbend your noble strength, to think Macb. I'll go no more: I am afraid to think what I have done; Look on't again, I dare not. Lady. Infirm of purpose! Give me the daggers: The sleeping, and the dead, I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal, For it must seem their guilt. [Exit LADY MAСВЕТН. [Knocking within. Macb. Whence is that knocking! How is't with me, when every noise appalls me? What hands are here? Ha! they pluck out mine eyes! Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood Clean from my hand? No; this my hand will rather The multitudinous seas incarnardine, Making the green-one red. Enter LADY MACBETH. Lady. My hands are of your colour; but I shame To wear a heart so white. - [Knock.] -I hear a knock ing At the south entry: -retire we to our chamber: A little water clears us of this deed: How easy is it then? Your constancy Hath left you unattended.- [Knock.]-Hark! more knocking: Get on your night-gown, lest occasion call us, And show us to be watchers: -Be not lost Macb. To know my deed, -'Twere best not know So poorly in your thoughts. myself. [Knock. thou could'st! [Exeunt.-Knock. Wake, Duncan, with this knocking! Oh, 'would Enter MACDUFF, LENOX, and SEYTON. Macd. Was it so late, friend, ere you went to bed, That you do lie so late? Sey. 'Faith, sir, we were carousing till the second cock. Macd. Is thy master stirring? Our knocking has awak'd him; here he comes. Enter MACBETH, and exit SEYTON. Len. Good-morrow, noble sir! Macb. Good-morrow, both ! Macd. Is the King stirring, worthy thane? Macb. Not yet. Macd. He did command me to call timely on him: I have almost slipp'd the hour. Macb. I'll bring you to him. Macd. I know, this is a joyful trouble to you; But yet, 'tis one. Macb. The labour we delight in, physics pain. This is the door. Macd. I'll make so bold to call, For 'tis my limited service. [Exit MACDUFF. Len. Goes the King hence to-day? Len. The night has been unruly: Where we lay, Macb. 'Twas a rough night. Len. My young remembrance cannot parallel A fellow to it. Enter MACDUFF. Macd. O horror! horror! horror! Tongue, nor heart, Cannot conceive, nor name thee! Macb. and Len. What's the matter? Macd. Confusion now hath made his master-piece! Most sacrilegious murder hath broke ope The Lord's anointed temple, and stole thence Macb. What is it you say? the life? Len. Mean you his majesty? Macd. Approach the chamber, and destroy your sight With a new Gorgon :-Do not bid me speak; See, and then speak yourselves.— Awake! awake! [Exeunt MACBETH and LENOX. Ring the alarum bell!-Murder! and treason ! [The Bell rings out. Enter BANQuo and RossE. O, Banquo, Banquo, Our royal master's murder'd! Enter MACBETH and LENOX. Macb. Had I but died an hour before this chance I had liv'd a blessed time; for, from this instant, Enter MALCOLM and DONALBAIN. Mal. What is amiss? Mach. You are, and do not know it: |