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dor: by which title, before, these weyward fifters faluted me, and referr'd me to the coming on of time, with Hail! King that thalt be! This bave I thought good to deliver thee, (my dearest partner of greainess ), ibat thou might'j not lose the dues of rejoicing, by being ignorant of what greatness is promis'd thee. Lay it to thy heart, and farewel. Glamis thou art, and Cawdor and shalt be What thou art promis’d. “ Yet do I fear thy nature; “ It is too full o'th' milk of human kindness, “ To catch the nearest way. Thou wouldft be great, “ Art not without ambition ; but without “ The illness should attend it. What thou wouldit
M147. The King comes here to-night.
Lady. Thou’rt mad to say it.
Mel. So please you, it is true : our Thane is coming.
Lady. Give him tending;
• That f metapbyfic, for suprenatural.
• That tend on mortal * thoughts, unsex me here; • And fill me, from the crown to th' toe, top-full
Of direst cruelty ; make thick my blood,
Stop up th' access and passage to remorse, • That no compunctious visitings of nature • Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace † between • Th’ effed and it. Come to my woman's breasts, * And take my milk for gall, you murth’ring minifters ! Where-ever in your fightless substances
You wait op nature’s | mischief.-Come, thick night! * And pall ll thee in the dunnest smoak of hell,
That my keen knife see not the wound it makes ; • Nor heav'n peep through the blanket of the dark, * To cry, Hoid, hold !
Enter Macbeth. Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor! - [Embracing him. Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter ! Thy letters have transported me beyond This ign’rant present time, and I feel now. i The future in the initant.
Macb. Dearest love, Duncan comes here to-night. | Lady. And when goes lience ?
Macb. To-morrow, as he purposes. Lädy. Oh never Shall fún that morrow fee!. Your face, my Thane, is 'as a book, where men May 'read strange matters. To beguile the tim?, Look like the time ; bear welcome in your eying Your hand, your tongue ; look like the innocent flower, 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 folely fovereign fway and masterdom. VOL. VI.
Macb. * i.e. deadly. + keep peace, for between simply. The allusion to officers of Pice who kand peace between rioters by aving between them. initure, for human. pic. wrap thyself in a pall. ignorant, for ba'z, posr, ignoble. frange, for dangerols.
Macb. We will speak further.
SCENE VIII. Before Macbeth's castle-gate. Ilautboys and torches. Enter King, Malcolm, Donald Bane, Banquo, Lenox, Macduff, Rofe, Angus, and Attendants.
King. This castle hath a pleasant feat *; the air
Ban. This guest of summer,
you. How you should bid God-yeld us † for your pains, And thank us for
King. Where's the Thane of Cawdor ?
seat is the same word as fiie.
+ Tobid any one God-geld bim, i. e. God gield him, was the fama as God reward bim.
I bermits, fer lea:dfmcn.
And his great love (sharp as his spur) hath holp him
Lady. Your servants ever
King. Give me your
SCENE IX. Changes to an apartment in Macbeth's cofle. Hautboys, forches. Enter divers Servants with difbes and
service oder the stage. Then Macbeth. Macb. If it were done, when 'tis done, then 'twere It were done quickly: if th' affäffination [well Could trammel up the consequence, and catch With its surcease, success ; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all-Here.
this bank and shelve of Time, We'd jump the life to come. -But, in thefe calcsz. “ We still have judgment here, that we but teach “ Bloody instructions; which, being taught, return “ To plague th’ inventor. Even-handed Justice “ Returns th' ingredients of our poison'd chalice “ To our own lips. He's here in double trust : “ Firit, as I am his kinsman and his subject, “ Strong both against the deed: then, as his hoft, " Who should against his murth’rer shut the door, -“ Not bear the knife myself. Besides, this Duncan “ Hath borne his faculties t so meek, hath been “ So clear in his great office, that his virtues “ Will plead, like angels, trumpet-tongu'd against “ The deep damnation of his taking off ; " And Pity, like a naked new-born babe, “ Striding the blast, or heav'n's cherubin hors'd “ Upon the fightless coursers of the air,
faculties, for office, exercise of power, &c.
“ Shall blow the horrid deed in ev'ry eye; “ That tears hall drown the wind I have no fpur To prick the sides of my intent, but only Vaulting Ambition, which o'erleaps itself, And falls on th other fide
SCENE X. Enter Lady Macbeth.
Macb. We will proceed no further in this business.
Lady. Was the hope drunk
Macb. Pr'ythee, peace ;
Lady. What beast was't then
durít do it, then you were a man;
How , The adage alluded to is, The car would catch fim, but fae dare net wet ber feet.
† cobere, for fuit, fit.