Most breed and haunt, I have observ'd, the air To prick the sides of my intent, but only Is delicate.

Vaulting ambition, which o'er-leaps itself,

And falls on the other. How now, what aews ! Enter Lady MACBETA. Dun. See, see! our honour'd hostess :

Enter Lady Macbet#. The love that follows us, sometimes is our Lady M. He has almost supp'd; Why have trouble,

(you, you left the chamber?
Which still we thank as love. Herein I teach Macb. Hath he ask'd for me?
How you shall bid God yield* us for your Lady M. Know you not, he has ?
And thank us for your trouble. (pains, Macb. We will proceed no further in this
Lady M. All our service

[ble,
business :

[bought In every point twice done, and then done dou- He hath honour'd me of late ; and I have Were poor and single business, to contend Golden opinions from all sorts of people, Against those honours deep and broad, where- Which would be worn now in their newest with Not cast aside so soon.

(gloss, Yor majesty loads our house : For those of old, Lady M, Was the hope drunk, Jsince ? And the late dignities heap'd up to them, Wherein you dress'd yourself ? hath it slept We rest your hermits.t

And wakes it now, to look so green and pale Dun. Where's the thane of Cawdor ? At what it did so freely? From this time, We cours'd him at the heels, and had a pur- Such I account thy love. Art thou aseard To be his purveyor: but he rides well; (pose To be the same in thine own act and valour, And his great love, sharp as his spur, Chath As thou art in desire ? Would'st thou have holp him

that To his home before us: Fair and noble hostess, Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life, We are your guest to-night.

And live a coward in thine own esteem;
Lady M Your servants ever [compt, Letting I dare not wait upon I would,
Have theirs, themselves, and what is theirs, in Like the poor cat i'the adage ?
To make their audit at your highness' pleasure,

Macb. Prythee, peace :
Still to return your own.

I dare do all that may become a man ; Dun. Give me your hand:

Who dares do no more, is none. Conduct me to mine host; we love him highly,

Lady M. What beast was it then, And shall continue our graces towards him.

That made you break this enterprize to me? By your leave, hostess.

[ Exeunt. When you durst do it, then you were a man ; SCENE VII. The same.-A Room in the

And, to be more than what you were, yoti

would Castle.

(place, Be so much more the man.

Nor time, nor Hautboys and torches. Enter, and pass over the Did then adhere,* and yet you would make stage, a Sewer, ģ and divers Servants with

both: dishes and service. Then enter MACBETH.

They have made themselves, and that their fitMacb. If it were done, when 'tis done, then

[know 'twere well

Does unmake you. I have given suck; and It were done quickly: If the assassination How tender 'tis, to love the babe that milks me: Could trammel upon the consequence, and I would, while it was smiling in my face, catch,

Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless With his surcease, success; that but this blow

gums,

[you Might be the Be-all and the end-all here, And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn, as But here, upon this bank and shoal of time,-- Have done to this. We'd jump the life to come. But, in these Macb. If we should fail,

(teach Lady M. We fail ! We still have judgment here; that we but But screw your courage to the sticking-place, Bloody instructions, which, being taught, re

And we'll not fail. When Duncan is asleep, turn

[tice (Whereto the rather shall his day's hard jour. To plague the inventor: This even-handed jus

ney Commends the ingredients of our poison's Soundly invite him,) his two chamberlains chalice

Will I with wine and wasselt so convince, To our own lips. He's here in double trust : That memory, the warderø of the brain, First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Shall be a fume, and the receipt of reason Strong both against the deed; then, as his host, A limbeck only: When in swinish sleep Who should against his murderer shut the door, Their drenched natures lie, as in a death, Not bear the knife myself. Besides, this What cannot you and I perform upon Duncan

The unguarded Duncan? what not put upon Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been His spongy officers; who shall bear the guilo So clear in his great office, that his virtues Of our great quell ? | Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, Macb. Bring forth men-children only! against

For thy undaunted mettle should compose The deep damnation of his taking-off:

Nothing but males. Will it not be receiv'd, 1 And pity, like a naked new-born babe,

When we have mark'd with blood those sleepy Striding the blast, or heaven'scherubim, hors'd

(gers, Upon the sightless couriers|| of the air,

Of his own chamber, and us'd their very dag. Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye,

That they have don't? That tears shall drown the wind. I have no

Lady M. Who dares receive it other, spur

As we shall make our griefs and clamour roar Reward.

Upon his death? 1. c. We as hermits shall ever pray for

Macb. I am settled, and bend up

you Subject to accompe:

la the same sense as cohere, † Intemperacne. Ao officer so called from his placing the dishes on be table.

Overpower. ! Winds; sightless is invisible. Murder,

ness now

cases,

two

Sentinel.

Each corporal agent to this terrible feat. Which was not so before. There's no such , : /

thing; False face must hide what the false heart doth It is the bloody business, which informs know.

[Exeunt. Thus to mine eyes. Now o'er the one half АСТ II.

world SCENE I.-- The same.--Court within the Castle. The curtain'd sleep; now witchcraft celebrates

Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse Enter Banquo and FLEANCE, and a Servant, Pale Hecate's offerings; and wither'd murder, with a torch before them.

Alarm'd by his sentinel, the wolf,.. [pace, Ban. How goes the night, boy?

Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy Fle. The moon is down; I have not heard With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his the clock.

design Ban. And she goes down at twelve. Moves like a ghost.-Thou sure and firm-set Fle. I take't, 'tis later, Sir.

earth,

{fear Ban. Hold, take my sword:—There's bus- Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for bandry* in heaven,

The very stones prate of my where-about, Their candles are all out. —Take thee that too. And take the present horror from the time, A heavy summons lies like lead upon me,

Which now suits with it.-Whiles I threat, he And yet I would not sleep: Merciful powers!

lives; Restrain in me the cursed thoughts, that nature Words to the heat of deeds too cold breath Gives way to in repose !–Give me my sword;- gives.

A bell rings.

I go, and it is done ; the bell invites me. Enter MACBETH, and Servant with a torch.

Hear it not, Duncan; for it is a knell Who's there?

That summons thee to heaven, or to hell. Macb. A friend.

Exit. Ban. What, Sir, not yet at rest ? The king's

SCENE II.-The same. a-bed: He hath been in unusual pleasure, and

Enter Lady MACBET.. Sent forth great largesst to your offices ;! Lady M. That which hath made them drunk, This diamond he greets your wife withal, [upo hath made me bold: By the name of most kind hostess; and shut What hath quench'd them, hath given me fire: In measureless content.

-Hark!-Peace! Macb. Being unprepar'd,

It was the owl that shriek'd, the fatal bellman, Our will became the servant to defect; Which gives the stern'st good-night. He is Which else should free have wrought.

about it: Ban. All's well.

The doors are open ; and the surfeited grooms I dreamt last night of the three weird sisters: To mock their charge with snores: I have To you they have show'd some truth.

drugg'd their possets, Macb. I think not of them :

That death and nature do contend about them, Yet, when we can entreat an hour to serve, Whether they live, or die. Would spend it in some words upon that busi- acb. [Within.) Who's there ?-What, ho! ness,

Lady M. Alack! I am afraid they have If you would grant the time.

awak'd,

[deed, Ban. At your kind'st leisure.

And 'tis not done: the attempt, and not the Macb. If you shall cleave to my consent - Confounds us :-Hark! I laid their daggers when 'tis,

ready, It shall make honour for you.

He could not miss them.-Had he not resemBan. So I lose none,

My father as he slept, I had done't– My hus In seeking to augment it, but still keep

band ?
My bosom franchis'd, and allegiance clear,
I shall be counsel'd.

Enter MACBETR.
Macb. Good repose, the while!
Ban. Thanks, Sir; The like to you!

Macb. I have done the deed :-Didst thou

[Erit BANQUO. not hear a noise ? Macb. Go, bid thy mistress, when my drink Lady M. Pheard the owl scream, and the is ready,

crickets cry. She strike upon the bell. Get thee to bed. Did you not speak?

(Exit Servant. Macb. When ? Is this a dagger, which I see before me,

Lady M. Now. The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me Macb. As I descend ? clutch thee:

Lady M. Ay. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still.

Macb. Hark! Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible

Who lies i'the second chamber? To feeling, as to sight? or art thou but

Lady M. Donalbain. A dagger of the mind; a false creation,

Macb. This is a sorry sight. Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ?

(Looking on his hands. I see thee yet, in form as palpable

Lady M. A foolish thought, to say a sorry As this which now I draw.

sight. Thou marshal'st me the way that I was going; Macb. There's one did laugh in his sleep, and And such an instrument I was to use. (ses, one cried, murder! Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other sen- That they did wake each other; 1 sfood and Or else worth all the rest : I see thee still ;

heard them : And on thy blade, and dudgeon,ll gouts T of But they did say their prayers, and address'd blood,

Again to sleep.

Lady M. There are two lodg'd together. * Tbrist.

| Bounty: * The rooms appropriated to servants. Conclude.

Macb. One cried, God bless 118! and, Ametla || Haft, f Drops.

the other;

bled

[them As* they had seen me, with these hangman's knock: Who's there, i'tie vawe of Belzebub? han:ls.

Here's a farmer, that hanged himself on the Listening their fear, I could not say, Amen, cxpectation of plenty: Come in time ; hare When they did say, God bless us.

napkins* enough about you ; bere you'll sweat Lady M. Consider it not so deeply. forit. [Knocking.] Knock, knock; Who's Macb. But Wherefore couldnot I pronounce, there, i'the devil's name? Faith, here's an Ainen?

equivocator, that could swear in both the scales I had mo:tueed of blessing, and An.en ayainst either scale ; who committed treasou Stuck in my throat.

enough for God's sake, yet could not equivoLady.. These deeds must not bethought cate to beaven: 0, come in, equivocator. After these ways; so, it will make us mad Knocking.] Knock, knock, knock : Who's Mub. I thought, I heard a voice cry, Sleep there? Faith here's an English tailor como no more!

hither for stealing out of a French horse: Come Michath dors murdit sleep, the innocent sleep;11, tailor ; here you may roast your goose. SI p, met buit: iph a llius'aret of cute, Knockin' ] Knock, knock: Never at quiet! This ih of earn iQy's lije, sore tuúour's bath, What are you?-But this place is too cold for Balm ofhrt minus, great nuire's second course, hell. I'll devil-porter it no further: I had Chi f nourisher in life's piast;

thought to have let in some of all professions, Lay M. What do you mean?

that go the primrose way to the everlasting Macb. Still it cried, Sleep no more! to all the bonfire. [Knocking.] Anon, anon: I pray you, house :

[dor remember the porier. [Opens the gate. Glomis haih murder'd sleep; and therefore Cow

Enter MACDUFF and LENOX.
Shirl sleep no more. Viacbeth shaiislep no more!
Laiy 11. ivio was it that tius cried? Why, That you do lie so late?

Vacd. Wasit so late, friend, ere you went to

[bed, worthy thane, You do nívnd your noble strength, to think

Port. 'Faith, Sir, we were carousing till the So brainsickly of things :-Go get some water, second cock :t and drink, Sir, is a great pra

roker of three things. And wash this filthy witness from your hand.

Macd. What three things does drink espe. Why did you bring these daggers from the place?

[smear

cially provoke? They must lie there: Go carry theni; and urine. Lechery, Sir, it provokes, and unpro

Pori. Marry, Sir, nose-painting, sleep, and The sleepy grooms with blood. Macb. I'll go no more :

rokes : it provokes the desire, but it takes away I am afraid to think what I have done;

the performance: Therefore, much drink may

be said to be an equivocator with lechery : it Look on't again, I dare not. Lady M. Infirm of parpose !

makes him, and it mars him ; it sets him on, Give me the daggers: The sleeping, and the heartens him; makes him stand to, and not

[dead, and it takes him off; it persuades him, and disAre but as pictures ; 'tis the eye of childhood, stand to : in conclusion, equivocates him in a That fears a painted devil. If he do bleed, I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal,

sleep, and, giving him the lie, leaves him. For it must seem their guilt.

Macd. I believe, drink gave thee the lie last (Exit.

night.

Knocking within. Maeb. Whence is that knocking ?

Port. That it did, Sir,i'the very throat o'me: How is't with me, when every noise appals me? Butl requited bim for his lie: and, I think, What hands are here? Ha! they pluck out being too strong for him, though he took up mine eyes!

my legs sometime, yet I made a shift to cast

him. Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood Clean from my hand ? No; this my hand will our knocking has awak’d him ; here he comes.

Macd. Is thy master stiring ?--
Phe multitudinous seas incarnardine, & (rather
Making the green-onered.

Enter MACBETH.
Re-enter Lady MACBETI.

Len. Good-morrow, noble Sir?
Lady M. My hands are of your colour; but

Macb, Good-morrow, both !
I shame

[knocking

Nacd. Is the king stirring, worthy thane?

Macb. Not yet. To wear a heart so white. [Knock f I hear a

Macd. He did command meto call timely on At the south entry :-retire we to our chamber; A little water cleaps us of this deed :

I have almost slipp'd the hour. [him; How easy is it then? Your coustancy

Macb. I'll bring you to him. Hath left you unattended.--[Knocking. ] Hark!

Macd. I know, this is a joyful trouble to you; more knocking :

But yet 'tis one. Get on your night gown, lest occasion call us,

Macb. The labour we delight in, physiest And show us to be watchers:-Be not lost

This is the door.

[pain. So poorly in your thoughts.

Mied. I'll make so bold to call, Macb. To know my deed,-'twere best not For 'tis my limited service. [Erit MACDUFF. know myself.

Len. Goes the king

[Knock. Wake Duncan with thy knocking! Ay, 'would

From hence to-day? thou could'st!

[Exeunt.

Macb. He does :--He did appoint it so.
SCENE III.-The same.

Len. The night has been unruly: Where
we lay,

(say, Enter a PORTER.—(Knocking within) Our chimneys were blown down: and, as they, Port. Here's a knocking, indeed! If a man Lamentings heard i’the air ; strange screams vere porter of hell-gate, he should have old

of death ; turning the key. [Řnocking.) Knock, knock, and prophesying, with accents terrible, • As ir † Sleave is unwrought silk.

Of dire combustion, and confus'd events. To incargardine is to stain of a fesh colou.

* Handkerchiefs.

Cockcrowing. i Frequent

II. e. Affords a cordial to it. $ Appointed serrice. Voli I. S s

us:

Now hatch'à to the wolul iine. The obscure Macb. O, yet I do repent me of my fury, bird

earth | That I did kill them. Clamour'd the livelong night: some say, the

Macd. Wherefore did you so? Was feverous, and did shake.

Macb. Who can be wise, anaz d, temperate Macb. "Twas a rough night.

and furious, Len. My young remembrance cannot paral. Loyal and neutral, in a moment? No man: A fellow to it. [le! The expedition ofmy violent love

can, Re-enter MACDUFF.

0.11-1an the panser reaso1).- Flere lay Dun

His silver skin lac'd with his golden blood; Jacd. O horror! horror! horror! Tongue. And his gash'd stabs louk u like a breach in nor heart,

nalure, Cannot conceive, nor name thee!*

[derers,

For ruin's wasteful entrance: there the mur. Macb. Len. What's the matter?

Steep'd in the colours of their trade, their Macd. Confusion now lath made his master.

daggers

(refrain. piece!

Unmannerly brcech'd with gore:* Who could Most sacrilegious inuriler bath broke ope The Lord's anointed temple, and stole thence Courage, to make his love known?

That had a heart to love, and in that heart The life o'the buikling. Macb. What is'l you say? the life?

Lady M. Help me hence, ho?

Meed. Look to the lady. Len. Mean you his majesty!

Mal. Why do we hold our tongues, Macd. Approach the chamber, and destroy

That most may claim this argument for ours. your siglit With a new Gorgon :--Do not bid me speak: Where our fale, bid within an augre-hole,

Don. What should be spoken here, Sce, and then speak yourselves.--Awake! Vay rusb, and seize us? Le’ts away; our tears awake!-

Are jrot vet brew'd. | Ereunt MACBETH und Lenox. Ring the alarm-beil:- Murder! and trenson: The foot of motion.

Mal. Nor our strong sorrow on
Banquo, and Donalbain! Malcolm! awake!

Bait. Look to the lady :-
Suake off this downy sleep, death's counterteit,
And look on death itself !--up, up, and -ce

(Lady Macerth is carried out.

And when we have our naked frailties bid, The great doom's imaye: ---Malcolm! Ban.

That suffer in exposure, let us meet, quo?

[sprights, And question this most bloody piece of wors, As from your grares rise up, and walk like to know it further. Years and scrupleschake To countenance this horror! [Bell Tings.

(thence. Enler Laly MACBETI.

In the great handt of God I stand; an', Lady M. What's the business.

Against the undivulg'd pretences I light That such a hideious trumpet calls to parley

0; treasonous malice. The sleepers of the house? speak, speak.

Mucb. And so do I. Mac O, gentle lady,

All. So all. "Tis not for you to hear what I can speak:

Macb. Let's briefly put on manly readiness
The repetition, in a woman's ear, [[quo! And meet i'the ball together.
Would murder asit fell.O Banquo! Ban.

All. Well contented.
Ener DANAUO.

(exeunt all but MAL. and Los

Mal. What will you do? Let's not consor Our royal master's murderd!

with them : Lady 1. Woc, alas!

To show an unfelt sorrow, is an office [lan'. Wbat, in our house?

Which the false man does easy: I'll to Eng. Ban. Too cruel, anywhere.

Don. To Ireland, I; our separated fortune Dear Daff, I prythee, contradict thyself, Shall keep us both the saler: where we are, And say it is not so.

There's dagsors in men's smiles: the bear in Rc-tnter Macberu and LEXOX.

The nearer bloody.

(ulou, Macu. Had I but died an hour before this Hath not yet lighted; and our safest way

Mal. This murderous shaft that's short, chance, I had liv'd a blessed time; for, from this instant, Is, to avoid the aim. Therefore, to horie; There's nothing ser ous in mortality:

And Ictus not he dainty of leave-taking, All is but toys: renown, and grace, is dead;

But shift away: There's warrant in that theft The wine vilife is drawn, and the meer lees

Which steals itself, when there's no mercy leit. 13 left this vault to brag of.

[EXEUT.

SCENE IV.-Without the Castle. Enter MALCOLM and DONALBAIN.

Enter Rosse and an old lus. Don. What is amiss ? viacb. You are, and do not know it:

Old M. Threescore and ten I can remember

well : I'he spring, the head, the fountain of your blood

Within the volume of which time, I have seen Is stopp’d; the very source of it is stoppu. Mace. Your royal father's murderd.

Hours dreadful, and things strange; but this

sore night Mal. O, by whorn? Luen. Those of his chamber, as it seem'd, had Hath trified former knowings. dowe't :

blood, Rosse. Ah, good father, Their hands and faces were all badg'd with Thou see'st, the heavens, as troubled wit's

man's act,
So were their daggers, which, unwip'd, we
Upon their pillows:

[found
Threaten his bloody stage: by the clock, 'tis
day,

(lamp : They star’d, and were distracted ; no man's life and yet dark night strangles the traveling Was to be trusted with them.

mine eyes,

That darkness does the face of earth entomb,| It had been as a gap in our great feast,
When living light should kiss it?

And all things unbecoming.
Old M. 'Tis unnatural,

[last

Macb. To night we holda solemn supper, Sir,
Even like the deed that's done. On Tuesday And I'll request your presence.
A falcon, tow'ring in her pride of place, Ban. Let your highness.
Was by a mousing owl hawk'd at, and kill'd. Command upon me; to the which, my duties
Rosse And Duncan's horses, (a thing most Are with a most indissoluble tie
strange and certain)

For ever knit.
Beauteous and swift, the minions of their race, Macb. Ride you this afternoon ?
Turn d wild in nature, broke their stalls, Aung Ban. Ay, my good lord.
out,

[make Macb. We should have else desir'd your good Contending 'gainst obedience, as they would

advice

[rous) \Var with mankind.

(Which still hath been both grave and prospeOld M. 'Tis said they eat each other. In this day's council; but we'll take to-morrow. Rosse. They did so; to the amazement of Is't far you ride?

Macduff:

Ban. As far, my lord, as will fill up the time That look'd upon't. Here comes the good | 'Twixt this and supper: go not my horse the

better, Enter MACDCTF.

I must become a borrower of the night, llow goes the world, Sir, now?

For a dark hour, or twain. Macd. Why, see you not?

Macb. Fail not our feasi. Rosse. I'st known who did this more than Bun. My lord, I will not. bloody deed ?

Macb. We hear, our bloody cousins are beMacd. Those that Macbeth hoth slain.

stow'd Rosse Alas, the day!

In England, and in Ireland; not confessing What good could they pretend ?*

Their cruel parricide, filling their hearers Macd. They were suborn'd:

With strange invention : But of that to-morrw; Malcolin, and Donaldain, the king's two sons, When, therewithal, we shall have cause of Are stol'n away and fled; which puts upon

state, them

Craving us jointly. Hie you to horse: Adieu, Suspicion of the deed.

Till you return at night. Goes Fleance with Rosse. 'Gainst nature still:

you ? Thriftless ambition, that will ravin up

Ban. Ay, my good lord: our time does call Thine own life's means !-Then 'tis most like,

upon us. The sovereignty will fall upon Macbeth. Macb. I wish your horses swift, and sure of Macd. He is already nam'd; and gone to

foot; Scone,

And so I do commend you to their backs. To be invested.

Farewell

[Exit Banquo. Rosse. Where is Duncan's body?

Let every man be master of his time Macd. Carried to Colmes kill;

Till seven at night; to make society The sacred storehouse of his predecessors,

The sweeter welcome, we will keep ourself And guardian of their bones.

Till supper-time alone: while then, God be Rosse. Will you to Scone? Macd. No, cousin, I'll to Fife.

[Exeunt Lady Macbeth, Lords, Ladies, &-c. Rosse. Well, I will thither.

Sirrah, a word: Attend those men our pleaMacd. Well, may you see things well done there ;-adieu!

Alien. They are, my lord, without the paLest our old robes sit easier than our new! Rosse. Father, farewell.

Macb. Bring them before us.-[Erit Atten.] Old M. God's benison go with you: and

To be thus, is nothing; with those

But to be safely thus:-Our fears in Banquo That would make good of bad, and friends of Stick deep; and in his royaltyt of nature focs!

[Exeunt. Reigns that, which would be fear'd: 'Tis

much be dares; ACT III.

And, to that dauntless temper of his mind, SCENE I.-Forest.- A Room in the Palace.

He hath a wisdom that doth guide his valour Enter BANQUO.

To act in safety. There is none, but he

Whose being I do fear: and, under him, Ban. Thou hast it now, King, Cawdor, Gla- My genius is rebukd; as, it is said, mis, all,

Mark Antony's was by Cæsar. He chid the As the weird women promis'd; and, I fear,

sisters, Thou play’dst most toully for't: yet it was said, When first they put the name of King upn me, It should not stand in thy posterity;

And bade them speak to him ; then, propletBut that myself should be the root, and father

like, Of many kings. If there come truth from them., | They hail'd him father to a line of kings: (As upon thee, Macbeth, their speeches shine,) Upon my head they plac'd a fruitless crown, Why, by the verities on thee made good, And put a barren sceptre in my gripe, May they not be my oracles as well,

Thence to be wrench'd with an unlineal hand, And set me up in hope! But hush; no more. Vo son of mine succeeding. If it be so, Senet sounded. Enter Macbeth, as King; Lady For Banquo's issue have lil'd: my mind;

MACBETH, as Queen; Lenox, Rosse, Lords, For them the gracious Duncan have I murLadies, and Attendants.

der'd; Macb Here's our chief gues.

Put rancours in the vessel of my peace Lady M. If he had been forgotten,

Only for them; and mine eternal jewel

Given to the common enemy of man,
Intend to themselves.

• Commit.

For delle

with you

sure ?

lace gate.

+ Noblenese