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Thy letters have transported me beyond
This ignorant present, and I feel now
The future in the instant.

My dearest love,
Duncan comes here to-night.
Lady M.

And when goes hence? Macb. To-morrow, as he purposes. Lady M.

O, never Shall sun that morrow see! Your face, my thane, is as a book where men May read strange matters;-to beguile the

time, Look like the time; bear welcome in your eye, Your hand, your tongue: look like the innocent

But be the serpent under't. He that's coming
Must be provided for: and you shall put
This night's great business into my dispatch;
Which shall to all our nights and days to come
Give solely sovereign sway and masterdom.

Macb. We will speak further.
Lady M.

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


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Lady M.

Enter an Attendant.

What is your tidings? Atten. The king comes here to-night. Lady M.

Thou 'rt mad to say it:Is not thy master with him? who, were't so, Would have inform’d for preparation. Atten. So please you, it is true: our thane

is coming: One of my fellows had the speed of him, Who, almost dead for breath, had scarcely more Than would make up his message.

Give him tending; He brings great news. [Exit Attendant.

The raven himself is hoarse That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan 40 Under

my battlements. Come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full Of direst cruelty! make thick my blood, Stop up the access and passage to remorse, 4 That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake

my fell purpose, nor keep peace between The effect and it! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murdering

ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances5 You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick

night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the

dark, To cry “Hold, hold!”

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Hautboys. Servants of Macbeth attending,


Ross, Angus, and Attendants.
Dun. This castle hath a pleasant seat; the

Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself
Unto our gentle senses.

This guest of summer, The temple-haunting martlet, does approve? By his lov'd mansionry that the heavens' breath Smells wooingly here: no jutty, 8 frieze, Buttress, nor coign of vantage, but this bird Hath made his pendent bed and procreant

cradle: Where they most breed and haunt, I have




Great Glamis! worthy Cawdor! Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter!

The air is delicate.

1 Metaphysical, supernatural.
2 Entrance, pronounced here as a trisyllable.
3 Mortal, deadly.

4 Remorse, pity. Sightless substances, invisible forms.

6 To alter favour, i.e. to change countenance.
7 Approve, prove.
8 Jutty, i.e. jetty, a projection in buildings.
» Coign of vantage, convenient corner,



With his surcease, success; that but this blow
Might be the be-all and the end-all here,
But here, upon this bank and shoal of time,
We'd jump? the life to come. But in these





Dun. 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 'ild us for your pains, And thank us for your trouble. ] Lady M.

All our service In every point twice done, and then done

double, Were poor and singlel business to contend Against those honours deep and broad where

with Your majesty loads our house: for those of old, And the late dignities heap'd up to them, a We rest your hermits.3

Dun. Where's the thane of Cawdor? We cours'd him at the heels, and had a purpose To be his púrveyor: 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 M.

Your servants ever Have theirs, themselves, and what is theirs, in

compt, To make their audit at your highness' pleasure, Still to return your own. Dun.

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


We still have judgment here; that we but teach Bloody instructions, which, being taught, re

turn To plague th' inventor: this even - handed

justice Commends th' ingredients of our poison'd

chalice To our own lips. He's here in double trust: First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Strong both against the deed; then, as his host, Whoshould against his murderer shut the door, Not bear the knife myself. Besides, this

Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trumpet - tongued,

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 sightless couriers of the air,
Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye,
That tears shall drown the wind. I have no

To prick the sides of my intent, but only
Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself,
And falls on the other.-




The same.

A lobby in Macbeth's castle.


How now! what news? Lady M. He has almost supp'd: why have

you left the chamber? Macb. Hath he ask'd for me? Lady M.

Know you not he has? Macb. 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

Hautboys and torches. Enter and pass over, a

Sewer, and divers Servants with dishes and

service. Then enter MACBETH. Macb. If it were done when 't is done, then

't were well. It were done quickly if th'assassination Could trammel upó the consequence, and catch,

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Not cast aside so soon.

1 Single, slight, weak.
? To them, in addition to them.
3 Hermits, i.e. beadsmen.
4 In compt, subject to account.
5 Trammel up, entangle, as in a net (traminel).

6 Surcease, cessation.

i Jump, hazard. 8 Faculties, powers, prerogatives.

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And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.

Macb. Lady M.

If we should fail?—

We fail.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 wassail2 so convince,3 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 The unguarded Duncan? what not put upon His spongy officers, who shall bear the guilt Of our great quell?



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SCENE I. Inverness. Court of Macbeth's castle.

Enter BANQUO, preceded by FLEANCE
with a torch.

Ban. How goes the night, boy?

Fle. The moon is down; I have not heard
the clock.

Ban. And she goes down at twelve.

I take 't, 't is later, sir.

1 Adhere, i.e. cohere.


Ban. Hold, take my sword. There's husbandry in heaven,

Their candles are all out. Take thee that too. A heavy summons lies like lead upon me, And yet I would not sleep. Merciful powers, Restrain in me the cursed thoughts that


Gives way to in repose!

Wassail, carousing.

4 Receipt, receptacle.

5 Limbeck, alembic.

7 Husbandry, economy

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Words to the heat of deeds too cold breath
[A bell rings.

I go, and it is done; the bell invites me.
Hear it not, Duncan; for it is a knell
That summons thee to heaven or to hell.

SCENE II. The same.



Lady M. 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 bellman, Which gives the stern'st good-night.—He is

about it:

The doors are open; and the surfeited grooms Do mock their charge with snores: I have drugg'd their possets,

That' death and nature do contend about them, Whether they live or die.

1 Dudgeon, handle.

3 Grooms, servants.

2 Gouts, drops (Fr. gouttes).

4 That, i.e. so that.

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Lady M. There are two lodg'd together. Macb. One cried "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 M. Consider it not so deeply. Macb. But wherefore could not I pronounce "Amen?"

[Looking on his hands.

Lady M. A foolish thought, to say a sorry sight.

Mach. There's one did laugh in 's sleep, and one cried "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.

I had most need of blessing, and "Amen"
Stuck in my throat.

Lady M. These deeds must not be thought
After these ways; so, it will make us


Macb. Methought I heard a voice cry "Sleep

no more!

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