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Enter Nessenger.
Leave all the rest to me.

[Ereunt. Mes. The king comes here to-night.

SCENE VI.
Lady. Thou'rt mad to say it:
Is not thy inaster with him who, wer't so, Hautboys and Torches. Enter King, Malcolm,
Would have infornu'd for preparation. [coming: 5 Donalbaint, Bamquo, Lewwx, Macduff, Rossi,

Mes. So please you, it is true: our thane is Angus, and Attendants.
One of my fellows bad the speed of him ;
Who almost dead for breath, had scarcely more

King. This castle hath a pleasant seat; the air Than would make up his message.

Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself

Unto our gentle senses. Lady. Give hiin tending,

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Bun. This guest of summer, He brings great news. Theraren hiinself is hoarse,

The temple haunting martlet, does approve

[Erit Mcs. That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan

By his lov'd mansionry, that the heaven's breath

Smells wooingly here: no jutty frieze,
L'nder my battlements. Comé, you spirits
That tend on mortal' thoughts, unsex me bere ;

Buttress, por coigue of vantage, but this bird 15

Hath made his pendant bed, and procreant cradle: and fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full

Where they most breed and haunt, I have observ'u, Of direst cruelty! make thick my blood,

The air is delicate.
Stop up the access and passage to remorse;
That no compunctious visitings of nature

Enter Lady Macbeth.
Shake

King. See, see! our honour'd bostess !
my
tell purpose, nor keep pace between 20

The love that follows us, sometimes is our trouble, The effect, and it?; Come to my woman's breasts,

Which still we thank as love. Herein I teach you, And take my milk for gall', you murd'ring ni

llow you shall bid God yield us' for your pains, nisters, Wherever in your sightless substances

And thank us for your trouble.

(night, You wait on nature's mischiet' ?- Come," thick 251, Lady. All our service And pall' thee in the dunnest smoke of hell!

In every point twice done, and then done double, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes ;

Were poor and single business, to contend

Against those honours deep and broad, wherewith Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, Tocry,Hold, hold! Great Glamis! worthy Cawdor!

Your majesty loads our house: for those of old,

And the late dignities heap'd up to them,
Enter Macbeth.

30 Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter!

We rest your hermits!. Thy letters have transported me beyond

King. Where's the thane of Cawdor?

We cours'd him at the heels, and had a purpose This ignorant present time, and I teel now The future in the instant.

To be his purveyor; but he rides well; [him Macb. My dearest love,

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And his great love, sharp as his spur, bath holp Duncan comes here to-night.

To his home before us: fair and noble hostess, Lady. And when goes hence?

We are your guest lu-night. Muci. To-morrow, as he purposes.

Laudy. Your servants ever

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Have theirs, themselves, and what is theirs, in Ludy. Oh, never

To make their audit at your highness' pleasure, Shall sun that inorrow see!

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Still to return your own.
Your face, my thane, is as a book, where men

King. Give ine your handi:
May read strange matters:-To beguile the time,
Look like the time; bear welcome in your eye,

Conduct me to inine host: we love him highly,

And shall continule our graces towards liim. Your hand, your tongue: look like the innocen tlower, 43(Dy your leave, hostess.

[Errunt. But be the serpent under it. He that's coming

S CE N E VII,
Must be provided for: and you
This night's great business wito my dispatch;

Hautboys und Torches. Enter a Setuepld, and

diters Servants with dishes and sertice orer Which shall to all our nights and days to coine Give solely sovereign sway and masterdom, 50!

the stage. Then enior lecbeths. Macb. We shall speak further.

Macb. If it were done, when 'tis done, then Lady. Only look np clear ;

'twere well To alter favour ever is to tear :

It were done quichly: If the assassination That is, murtherous, or deadly designs. * i. e. nor delay the execution of my purpose.

ii. e. Take away my milk, and put gull into the place. * Nature's mischief is inischiet done to Nature. 'i. e. wrap thyself in a pail

, which was a robe of state, as well as a covering thrown over the dead. "The word knife was anciently used to express a sword. 'Mr. Tollet explains this passagethus: The thought is taken from the old military laws, which intlicted capital punishment upon “ wliosoever shall strike stroke at his adversary, either in the heat or otherwise, if a third do cry hole, to the intent to part them; except that they did fight in a combat in a place inclosed; and then no man shall be so hardy as to bid hold, but the general.”. ' i. e, unknowing 'i.e. our calm composed senses. leaning, convenient corner. ii. e. God reward; or, perhaps, as Dr. Johnson suggess, proteltus. Hera mits, for beadsinen i. e. subject to account, 1* The office of a stiler was to place the dishes in order at a feast. His chief mark of distinctis was a towel round bis arm.

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Could trainmel up the consequence, and catch Macb. Prythee, peace :
With his surcease, success; that but this blow I dare do all that may become a man:
Might be the be-all and the end-all here,

Who dares do more, is none.
But here, upon this bank and shoal of time,

Lady. What beast was it then, We'd jump the life to come.-But, in these cases, 5 That made you break the enterprise to me? We still have judgment here; that we but teach When you durst do it, then you were a inan; Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return And, to be more than what you were, you would To plague the inventor: This even-handed justice Be so much more the man. Nor time, nor place, Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice Did then adhere, and yet you would make both: To our own lips'. He's here in double trust : 10fThey have made themselves, and that their fitness First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Strong both against the deed; then, as his host, Does unmake you. I have given suck; and know Who should against his murderer shut the door, How tender 'tis, to love the babe that milks me! Not bear the knife myself. Besides, this Duncan I would, while it was smiling in my face, Hath borne bis faculties so meek, hath been 15 Have pluck'd my nipple from its boneless gums, So clear in his great office, that his virtues And dash'd the brains out, had I but so sworn Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongu'd, against As I have done to this. The deep damnation of his taking-off;

Macb. If we should fail, And pity, like a naked new-born babe,

Lady. We fail! Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubin, hors'd 20 But screw your courage to the sticking place, Upon the sightless couriers of the air”,

And we'll not fail. When Duncan is asleep, Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye,

(Whereto the rather shall his day's hard journey That tears shall drown the wind.- I have no spur Soundly invite hiin) his two chamberlains To prick the sides of my intent, but only

Will I with wine and wasselt so convince', Vaulting ambition, which o'er-leaps itself, 25 That memory, the warders of the brain, And falls on the other-Ilow now! what news? Shall be a fume, and the receipt' of reason Enter Lady.

A limbeck onlys : When in swinish sleep Lady. He has almost suppd; Why have you Their drenched natures lie, as in a death, left the chamber?

What cannot you and I perform upon Macb. Hath he ask'd for me?

30 The unguarded Duncan? what not put upon Lady. Know you not, he has ?

Ilis spungy officers; who shall bear the guilt Macb. We will proceed no farther in this business: Of our great quello? He hath bonour'd me of late; and I have bought Macb. Bring forth men-children only! Golden opinions from all sorts of people, For thy undaunted mettle should compose Which would be worn now in their newest gloss, 35 Nothing but males. Not cast aside so soon.

Will it not be receiv’d, Lady. Was the hope drunk,

When we have mark'd with blood those sleepy two Wherein you drest yourself? hath it slept since? Of his own chamber, and us’d their very daggers And wakes it now, to look so green and pale, That thev have done't? At what it did so freely? From this time, 40. Ludy. Who dares receive it other, Such I account thy love. Art thou afraid As we shall make our griefs and clamour roar To be the same in thine owu act and valour, C'pon his death? As thou art in desire? Wouldst thou have that Macb. I am settled, and bend up Which throu esteem'st the ornament of life, Each corporal agent to this terrible feat. And live a coward in thy own esteem; 45 Away, and mock the time with fairest show : Letting I dare not wait upon I would,

False face must hide what the false heart doth know. Like the poor cat i'the adage'?

(Excunt. "This obscure soliloquy, about the meaning of which none of the readers of Shakspeare agree, Dr.? Johnson explains thus : “ If that which I am about to do, when it is once done and executed, were done and ended without any following effects, it would then be best to do it quickly; if the murder could terminate in itself, and restrain the regular course of consequences, if its success could secure its surcease, if being once done successfully, without detection, it could fix a period to all vengeance and enquiry, so that this blow might be all tiiat I have to do, and this anxiety all that I have to suffer ; if this could be my condition, even here in this world, in this contracted period of temporal existence, on this narrow bank in the ocean of eternity, I would jump the life to come, I would venture upon the deed without care of any future state. But this is one of these cases in which judgment is pronounced and vengeance inflicted upon us here in our present ijie. We teach others to do as we have done, and are punished by our example, "Couriers ofair mean winds, air in motion. Sightless is invisible. • The proverb alluded to is, The cat lores tisti, but duris not zet her feet.Wasselor Wassuil is a word still used in Staffordshire, and the adjoining counties, and signifies at present what is called Lamb's wool, i. t. ousted apples in strong beer, with sugar and spice. wassel, however, may be put here for riot or intemperance,

1. e. overpower or subdue. Or, the centinel. ' i. e. the reseplacle. Meaning, it shall be only a vessel to emit fuines or vapours. ! Qucll is murder.

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SC EN E I.

(Thou marshal'st me the way that I was going;

And such an instrument I was to use. Enter Banquo, and Fleance with a torch before him.

Mine eyes are made the fools o’the other senses, Bun. How goes the night, boy? ITOW

Or else worth all the rest: I see thee still;[blood, Fle. The moon is down ; I have not 5 And on thy blade, and dudgeon', gouts of heard the clock.

Which was not so before.—There's no such thing: Bar. And she goes down at twelve.

It is the bloodly business, which informs Flé. I take't, 'tis later, sir.

Thus to mine eyes.- Now o'er one half the world Ban. Hold, take my sword :-there's husband- Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse ry in heaven,

10 The curtain'd sleep; now witchcraft celebrates Their candles are all out. ----Take thee that too. Pale Hecate's offerings; and wither'd murder, A heavy summons lies like lead upon me,

Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf, And yet I would not sleep: Merciful powers !

Whose howl's his watch,thus with his stealthy pace, Restrain in me the cursed thoughts, that nature With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towardshis design Gives way to in repose !–Give me my sword;-15 Moves like a ghost.--Thou sure and firm-set earth,

Enter Macbeth, und a servant with a torch. Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear Who's there?

Thy very stones prate of my where-about, Macb. A friend.

[bed: And take the present horror from the time, Bun. What, sir, not yet at rest? The king's a- Which now suits with it. While I threat, he lives, He hath been in unusual pleasure, and

20 Words to the heat of deeds too cold breath gives. Sent forth great largess to your officers:

[Abell rings. This diamond he greets your wife withal,

I go, and it is done; the bell invites me.
By the name of most kind hostess; and shut up' Hear it not, Duncan ; for it is a krell
In measureless content.

That summons thee to heaven or to hell. [Erit. Macb. Being unprepar'd,

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SCENE II.
Our will became the servant to defect;
Which else should free have wrought.

Enter Lady Macbeth.
Ban. All's well.

Lady. That which hath made them drunk, hath I dreamt last night of the three weird sisters:

made me bold; To you they've shew'd some truth.

130 What hath quench'd them, hath given me fire: Macb. I think not of them:

Hark!-- Peace! Yet, when we can intreat an hour to serve, [ness, It was the owl that shriek'd, the fatal bell-man, [it: We would spend it in some words upon that busi- Which gives the stern'st good-night. He is about If you would grant the time.

The doors are open; and the surfeited grooms Ban. At your kind'st leisure.

['tis, 35 Do mock their charge with snores: I have drugg'd Macb. If you shall cleave to my consent?, when

their possets', It shall make honour for

That death and nature do contend about them, you. Ban. So I lose none

Whether they live, or die. In seeking to augment it, but still keep

Macb. [Within.] Who's there?-what, ho! My bosom franchis’d, and allegiance clear, 401 Lady. Alack! I am afraid they have awak'd, I shall be counsell’d.

And 'tis not done:--the attempt, and not the deed, Macb. Good repose, the while !

Confounds us:-- Hark!--I laid their daggers ready, Ban. Thanks, sir ; The like to you ! [Erit Ban. He could not miss them.--Had he not resembled Macb. Go, bid thy mistress, when my drink is My father as he slept, I had done’t.--My husband? ready,

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Enter Macbeth. She strike uponthe bell. Get thee to bed. [Ex.Ser. Macb. I have done the deed:-didst thou not Is this a dagger which I see before me,

hear a noise ?

(cry. The handle toward my hand? Come, let me Lady). I heard the owl scream, and the crickets clutch thee :

Did not you speak?
I have thee not; and yet I see thee still. 50 Macb. When?
Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible

Lady. Now.
To feeling, as to sight? or art thou but

Macb. As I descended? A dagger of the mind : a false creation,

Lady. Av. Proceeding froin the heat-oppressed brain?

Macb. Hark!--Who lies i'the second chamber? I see thee yet, in form as palpable

55 Lady. Donalbain.

[hands. As this which now I draw.

Macb. This is a sorry sight. (Looking on his "To shut up, is to conclude. 2 Consent for will. · Dudgeon properly means the haft or handle of a dagger, and is used for that particular sort of handle which has some ornament carved on the top

* i. e. spots; the phrase is borrowed from heraldry, • It was the general custom in those days to eat possets just before bed-time.

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of it.

Lady. A foolish thought, to say a sorry sight. A little water clears us of this deed: Macb. There's one did laugh in his sleep, and Ilow easy is it then! Your constancy one cry'd, murder!

them :

Hath left you unattended.--Hark! inore knock That they did wake each other; I stood and beard

ing :

[K'nock. But they did say their prayers, and address’d them. 5 Get on your night-gown;lest occasioni call us, Again to sleep.

And shew us to be watchers ;-Be not lost Ludy. There are two lodg’d together.

So poorly in your thoughts. Macb. One cry'd, God bless us! and Amen, Alacb. To know my deed,-'Tiere best not the other;

know myself.

[Knock. As they had seen me, with these hanginan's hands, 10 Wake Duncan with thy knocking! I would, thou Listening their fear'. I could not say, Amen,

couldst!

[Exeunt. When they did say, God bless us. Lady. Consider it not so deeply.

III. (Amen:

S C Ε Ν Ε Macb. But wherefore could not I pronounce

Enter a Porter. I had most need of blessing, and Ameu

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[Knocking Within.] Por. Here's a knockStuck in my throat.

ing, indeed! If a man were porter of hell-gate, he Lady. These deeds must not be thought

should have old turning the key: [K'nock.]Knoch, After these ways ; so, it will make us mad.

knock, knock : Who's there, the name of Bela Macb. Methought I heard a voice cry,“Sleep zebub? Here's a farmer, that hang'd himself on “ no more!

20 the expectation of plenty: come in time ; have “ Macbeth does murdersleep, the innocent sleep: Sleep thatknits up the raveil'd sleave 2 of care,

napkins ' enough about you ; here you'll sweat

for't. [K'noch. ] Knock, knock : Who's there i'the “ The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, other devil's name? 'Faith, here's an equivocator", “ Balmof hurt minds, great nature's second course, that could swear in both the scales against either " Chief nourisher in life's feast;"

25 scale ; who committed treason enough for God's Lady. What do you mean? [house: sake, yet could not equivocate to heaven: oh,

Macb. Still it cry'd, “Sleep no more !" to all the “Glamis hath murder’d sleep;and thereforeCawdor

come in, equivocator. (Knock.] Knock, knock,

knock: Who's there? 'Faith, here's an English "Shall sleep nomore, Macbethshallsleep nomore!" Lady. Who was it, that thus ery'd ? Why, wor-30 höse: come in, taylor ; here you may roast your

taylor come bither, for stealing out of a French thy thane,

goose. [Knock.] Knock, knock: never at quiet! You do unbend your noble strength, to think

What are you. But this place is too cold for hell. So brain-sickly of things :-Go, get some water, I'll devil porter it no further : I had thought to And wash this wilthy witness from your hanol.

have let in some of all professions, that go the Why did you bring these daggers from the place: 35 primrose way, to the everlasting bonfire. [Knock.] They must lie there: Go, carry them; and smear

Anon, anon; I pray you, remember the porter. The sleepy groome with blood. Macb. I'll go no more:

Enter Mucduff, and Lenor. I am afraid to think what I have done ;

Jacd. Was't so late, friend, ere you went to bed, Look on't again, I dare not.

you

do lie so late? Lady, Intirm of purpose!

Por. 'Faith, sir, we were carousing 'till the seGive me the daggers: The sleeping, and the dead, cond cock: and drink, sir, is a great provoker of Are but as pictures: 'tis the eye of childhood, three things.

That fears a painted devil. Tihe do bleed, Alacd. What three things doth drink especially I'll gild the faces of the groom, withial,

45 provoke? For it must seem their guilt. Erit. knocking Por. Märry, sir, nose-painting, sleep, and urine.

Macb. Whence is tbat kinuching? [roithin. Lechery, sir, it provokes, and unprovokes; it How is't with me, when ev'ry noise appal, me? provohes the desire, but it takes away the perWhat hands are here? Ha! they pluck out mine tormance: Therefore, much drink may be said to eyes !

50 be an equivocator with lechery: it makes hin, Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood and it mars hin; it sets liini on, and it takes hin Clean froin my hand? No; this my hand will ra- 011; it persuades him, and disheartens him; makes The multitudinous seas' incarnardine,

him stand to, and not stand to : in conclusion, Making the green--one red.

equivocates him in a sleep, and, giving him the Re-enter Lady Vlacheth.

155 lie, leaves him. Lady. My hands are of your colour ; but I shame Macd. I believe, drink gave thee the lie last To wear a heart so white. I hear a hiioching

night.

TK noch. Por. That it did, sir, i' the very throat o' me: At the south entry :-retire we to our chamber : but I requited him for his lie ; and I think, being

? That is, listening to their fear. ? A skein of silk is called a sleare of silk. 3 To incarnardine, is to stain any thing of a flesh colour, or red. * i. e. while I have the thoughts of this deed, it were best not know, or be lost to, myself. i. e. handkerchiefs. • Meaning, a jesuit ; an order

a so troublesome to the state in queen Elizabetli and king James the first's time; the inventors of the execrable doctrine of equivocation.

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too strong for him, though he took up my legs Bell rings. Enter Lady Macbeth. sometime, yet I made a shift to cast him'.

Lady. What's the business, Macd. Isthy master stirring ?-

That such a hideous truinpet calls to parley Our knocking has awak'd himn; here he comes. The sleepers of the house? speak, speak,Len. Good-morrow, noble sir!

5 Macd. o, gentle lady,

'Tis not for you to hear what I can speak: Enter Macbeth.

The repetition in a woman's ear, Macb. Good-morrow, both!

Would murder as it fell.–0 Banquo! Banquo! Macd. Is the king stirring, worthy thane?

Enter Banquo. Macb. Not vet.

[him; 10 Our royal master's murder'd! Macd. He did command me to call timely on Lady, Woe, alas! I have almost slipt the hour.

What, in our house? Macb. I'll bring you to him.

Ban. Too cruel, any

where. Macd. I know, this is a joyful trouble to you; Dear Duff, I pr’ythee, contradict thyself, But yet, 'ris one.

15 And say, it is not so. Macb. The labour we delight in, physicks pain.

Re-enter Macbeth and Lenor. This is the door.

Macb. Had I butdy'd an hour beforethis chance Macd. I'll make so bold to call,

I had liv'd a blessed time; for, from this instant For 'tis my limited ? service. [Erit Macduff: There's nothing serious in mortality: Len. Goes the king hence to-day?

20 All is but toys: renown and grace is dead; Macb. He does : he did appoint so.

The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees
Len. The night has been unruly: Where we lay, Is left this vault to brag of.
Our chimneys were blown down: and, as they say

Enter Malcolm and Donalbain.
Lanentings heard i' the air; strange screams of Don. What is amiss?
And prophesying with accents terrible, [death;125 Macb. You are, and do not know it:
Of dire combustion, and confus'd events,

The spring, the head, the fountain of your blood
New hatcli'd to the woeful time: The obscure biru Is stopt; the very source of it is stopt.
Clamour'd the live-long night: some say the earth Mucd. Your royal father's murder'd.
Was feverous, and did shake.

Mul. Oh, by whom?

[don't: Mucb. 'Twas a rough night.

301 Len. Those of his chamber, as it seemd, had Len. My young remembrance cannot parallel Their hands and faces were all badg’d with blood, A fellow to it.

So were their daggers, which, unwiped, we found Re-enter Macduff.

Upon their pillows; they star'd and were distracted; Macd. O horror! horror! horror! Tongue No man's lite was to be trusted with them. nor heart

35 Macb. O, yet I do repent me of my fury, Cannot conceive, nor name thee!

That I did kill them.
Macb. and Len. What's the matter? [piece! Macd. Wherefore did you so?

Mucd. Confusion now hath made his master- Macb. Who can be wise, amaz'd, temperate, Most sacrilegious murder hath broke ope

and furious, The Lord's anointed temple, and stole thence 40 Loyal and neutral in a moment? No man: The life o' the building.

The expedition of my violent love Macb. What is't you say? the life?

Out-ran the pauser reason.--Here lay Duncan, Len. Mean

you
his majesty ?

[sight His silver skin lac'd with his golden blood; Macd. Approach thechamber, and destroy your Andhis gash'd stabs look'd like a breach in nature, With a new Gorgon:-Do not bid me speak; 45 For ruin's wasteful entrance: there the murderers See, and then speak yourselves.--Awake! awake!-- Steep'd in the colours of their trade, their daggers

[Exeunt Macbeth and Lenor. Unmannerly breecli'd' with gore: Who could Ring the alarum-bell:~Murder! and treason !

refrain,
Banquo, and Donalbain! Malcolm! awake! That had a heart to love, and in that heart
Shake off this downy sleep, death's counterfeit, 50 Courage, to make his love known?
And look on death itself!-up, up, and see

Lady. Help me hence, ho !
The great doom's image!-- Malcolm! Banquo! Mucd. Look to the lady.
As from your graves rise up, and walk like sprights, Alal. Why do we hold our tongues,
To countenance this horror! Ring the bell. That most may claim this argument for ours?

'To cast him up, to ease my stomach of himn. * i. e. appointed. Upon this has been deemed the crux criticorum, alınost every commentator has differed in opinion. Dr. Johnson proposes, instead of breeched, to read, drenched with gore. Dr. Warburton thinks reeched (i. e. soiled with a dark yellow) should be substituted for breeched, as well as unmanly for unmannerly. Mr. Steevens supposes, that the expression may mean, that the daggers were covered with blood quite to their breeches, i. e. their hilts or handles; the lower end of a cannon being called the breech of it. Warton pronounces, that whether the word which follows be reech'd, breech'd, hatch'd, or drenchd, he is at least of opinion, that unmannerly is the genuine reading, which he construes to mean unseemly. Dr. Fariner says, that the sense in plain language is, Daggers filthily

in a foul munnersheath'd with blood.B b 2

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