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Lady. What! quite unmann'd in folly?
Lady. Fie, for shame!
Macb. Blood hath been shed ere now, i'the olden time,
Ere human statute purg'd the gentle weal;
Ay, and since too, murders have been perform'd
Lady. My worthy lord,
Your noble friends do lack you.
Macb. I do forget:
Do not muse at me, my most worthy friends:
Then I'll sit down:—Give me some wine, fill full :— [seyton pours out the Wine, and presents it to the King.
I drink to the general joy of the whole table,
Banquo's Ghost appears.
Avaunt! and quit my sight! Let the earth hide thee! Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold;
Thou hast no speculation in those eyes
Which thou dost glare with!
Lady. Think of this, good peers,
But as a thing of custom: 'tis no other;
Macb. What man dare, I dare:
Approach thou like the rugged Russian bear,
The arm'd rhinoceros, or the Hyrcan tiger,
I am a man again.
Lady. You have displac'd the mirth, broke the good
With most admir'd disorder.
Macb. Can such things be,
And overcome us like a summer's cloud,
Without our special wonder? You make me strange
When now I think you can behold such sights,
Rosse. What sights, my lord?
Lady, I pray you, speak not; he grows worse and
Question enrages him : at once, good night:—
But go at once.
Len. Good night, and better health Attend his majesty!
Lady. A kind good night to all!
[Exeunt all but the King and Queen,
Macb. It will have blood: they say, blood will have blood:
Stones have been known to move, and trees to speak; Augurs, and understood relations, have
By maggot pies, and choughs, and rooks, brought forth
The secret'st man of blood.—What is the night?
Lady. Almost at odds with morning, which is which,
Mach. How, say'st thou, that Macduff denies his
At our great bidding?
Lady. Did you send to him, sir ?
Macb. I hear it by the way; but I will send :
Stepp'd in so far, that, should I wade no more,
Lady. You lack the season of all natures, sleep.
Is the initiate fear, that wants hard use:
We are yet but young in deed.
The open Country.
Thunder and Lightning.
Enter the Three Witches, meeting Hecate.
1 Witch. Why, how now, Hecate? you look angerly.
Hec. Have I not reason, beldams, as you are,
Saucy and overbold? How did you dare
To trade and traffic with Macbeth,
In riddles, and affairs of death;
But make amends now: Get you gone,
[Exeunt the Three Witches.
Spirits descend in Hecate's Chair.
1 Spir. Hecate, Hecate, Hecate! O, come away! Hec. Hark! I am call'd ;—my little spirit, see, Sits in a foggy cloud, and waits for me.
2 Spir. Hecate, Hecate, Hecate! O, come away! Hec. I come, I come, with all the speed I may.— Where's Stadlin?
3 Spir. Here;—
Hec. Where's Puckle?
4 Spir. Here;—
5 Spir. And Hoppo too, and Hellwaine too;
Chor. Come away, make up the count.
From churchyard yew,
1 will but 'noint, and then I mount.
1 Spir. Why thou stay'st so long, I muse.
[HECATE places herself in her Chair.
go, and now I fly,
Malkin, my sweet spirit, and I.
O, what a dainty pleasure's this,
While the moon shines fair,
To sing, to toy, to dance and kiss!
We fly by night 'mongst troops of spirits.
Chor. We fly by night 'mongst troops of spirits. [hecate and the Spirits ascend, the Witches
ACT THE FOURTH.
A Cave-in the Middle, a Cauldron boiling.
The Three Witches discovered.
1 Witch. Thrice the brinded cat hath mew'd. 2 Witch. Thrice: and once the hedge-pig whin'd. 3 Witch. Harper cries;—'tis time, 'tis time. 1 Witch. Round about the cauldron go;
In the poison'd entrails throw.
Toad, that under the cold stone,