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Be't their comfort
That Christendom gives out.
Would I could answer This comfort with the like! But I have words That would be howld out in the desert air,
Where hearing should not latch them. Macd.
What concern they? The general cause? or is it a fee-grief
Due to some single breast ?
No mind that's honest
If it be mine,
Which shall possess them with the heaviest sound
That ever yet they heard. Macd.
Hum! I guess at it.
Savagely slaughter'd : to relate the manner,
upon your brows; Give sorrow words : the grief that does not speak
Whispers the o’erfraught heart, and bids it break. Macd. My children too? Ross.
Wife, children, servants, all 211 That could be found. Macd.
And I must be from thence! My wife kill'd too? Ross.
I have said.
Be comforted :
To cure this deadly grief.
all ? O hell-kite! All ?
At one fell swoop? Mal. Dispute it like a man. Macd.
I shall do 80 ;
Did you say
Fell slaughter on their souls : heaven rest them now! Mal. Be this the whetstone of your sword : let grief
Convert to anger ; blunt not the heart, enrage it. Macd. O, I could play the woman with mine eyes, 230
And braggart with my tongue ! But, gentle heavens,
Heaven forgive him too !
This tune goes manly.
[Exeunt. Act Fifth.
Dunsinane. Ante-room in the castle.
Enter a Doctor of Physic and a Waiting-Gentlewoman.
Doct. I have two nights watched with you,
perceive no truth in your report. When was
it she last walked ?
seen her rise from her bed, throw her night-
while in a most fast sleep.
once the benefit of sleep and do the effects of
Gent. That, sir, which I will not report after her.
Doct. You may to me, and 'tis most meet you
should. Gent. Neither to you nor any one, having no witness
to confirm my speech.
Enter Lady Macbeth, with a taper.
here she comes ! This is her very
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. Doct. You see,
eyes are open. Gent. Ay, but their sense is shut. Doct. What is it she does now? Look, how she
rubs her hands. Gent. It is an accustomed action with her, to seem
thus washing her hands : I have known her
continue in this a quarter of an hour. Lady M. Yet here's a spot. Doct. Hark! she speaks: I will set down what
comes from her, to satisfy my remembrance
the more strongly. Lady M. Out, damned spot ! out, I say! One: