be an equivocator with lechery: it makes him, and it mars him; it sets him on, and it takes him off; it persuades him, and disheartens him; makes him stand to, and not stand to; in conclusion, equivocates him in a sleep, and, giving him the lie, leaves him. Macd. I believe drink gave thee the lie last night. Port. That it did, sir, i' the very throat on me: but I requited him for his lie; and, I think, being too strong for him, though he took up my legs sometime, yet I made a shift to cast him. Macd. Is thy master stirring? Enter MACBETH. Our knocking has awaked him; here he comes. Macb. Good morrow, both. Macd. Is the king stirring, worthy thane? 40 Not yet. 50 Macd. He did command me to call timely on him: I had 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. Len. The night has been unruly where we lay, Our chimneys were blown down; and, as they say, 60 Lamentings heard i' the air; strange screams of death, And prophesying with accents terrible Of dire combustion and confused events New hatch'd to the woeful time: the obscure bird Macb. 'Twas a rough night. Len. My young remembrance cannot parallel A fellow to it. Re-enter MACDUFF. Macd. O horror, horror, horror! Tongue nor Macd. Confusion now hath made his masterpiece! Most sacrilegious murder hath broke ope The Lord's anointed temple, and stole thence Macb. What is 't 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. Ring the alarum-bell. [Exeunt Macbeth and Lennox. Murder and treason! 73. The Lord's anointed temple. A blending of two scriptural phrases: the Lord's anointed' (as in Rich. III. iv. 4. 150) and 'ye are the temple of the living God.' 77. There were three Gorgons, but the reference is to Medusa, whose head, fixed on Minerva's shield, turned all beholders to stone. Banquo and Donalbain! Malcolm! awake! Enter LADY MACBETH. Lady M. What's the business, [Bell rings. That such a hideous trumpet calls to parley Macd. O gentle lady, 'Tis not for you to hear what I can speak : The repetition, in a woman's ear, Would murder as it fell. Dear Duff, I prithee, contradict thyself, And say it is not so. Re-enter MACBETH and LENNOX, with Ross. Macb. Had I but died an hour before this I had lived a blessed time; for, from this instant, All is but toys: renown and grace is dead; 80 90 100 Enter MALCOLM and DONALBAIN. Don. What is amiss? Macb. You are, and do not know 't: The spring, the head, the fountain of your blood Mal. O, by whom? Len. Those of his chamber, as it seem'd, had done 't: Their hands and faces were all badged with blood; They stared, and were distracted; no man's life Macb. O, yet I do repent me of my fury, Macd. Wherefore did you so? Macb. Who can be wise, amazed, temperate and furious, Loyal and neutral, in a moment? No man : Outrun the pauser reason. Here lay Duncan, Lady M. Macd. Look to the lady. Help me hence, ho! Mal. [Aside to Don.] Why do we hold our tongues, That most may claim this argument for ours? 110 120 107. badged, marked. 122. breech'd, covered. Don. [Aside to Mal.] What should be spoken here, where our fate, Hid in an auger-hole, may rush, and seize us? Our tears are not yet brew'd. Mal. [Aside to Don.] Nor our strong sorrow Upon the foot of motion. Ban. Look to the lady : [Lady Macbeth is carried out. And when we have our naked frailties hid, That suffer in exposure, let us meet, And question this most bloody piece of work, Of treasonous malice. Macd. All. And so do I. So all. Mach. Let's briefly put on manly readiness, And meet i' the hall together. All Well contented. [Exeunt all but Malcolm and Donalbain. Mal. What will you do? Let's not consort with them: To show an unfelt sorrow is an office Which the false man does easy. I'll to England. Don. To Ireland, I; our separated fortune Shall keep us both the safer: where we are, There's daggers in men's smiles: the near in blood, The nearer bloody. Mal. This murderous shaft that's shot Hath not yet lighted, and our safest way Is to avoid the aim. Therefore, to horse; And let us not be dainty of leave-taking, 139. manly readiness, i.e. the equipment and mood of battle. 130 140 150 |