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Macbeth

William Shakespeare (Collins edition)
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his Son. BANQUO. King of Scotland. MENTEITH. MACBETH. Son to Banquo.93*END* This etext was prepared by the PG Shakespeare Team. HECATE. Nobleman of Scotland. . General of the English Forces. Murderers. Gentlewoman attending on Lady Macbeth. LENNOX. A Porter. Lords. BOY. Nobleman of Scotland. SEYTON.*END*THE SMALL PRINT! FOR PUBLIC DOMAIN ETEXTS*Ver. Nobleman of Scotland. FLEANCE. MACDUFF. in Scotland.and three Witches. and chiefly at Macbeth's Castle. Nobleman of Scotland. Nobleman of Scotland. Officers. MACBETH by William Shakespeare Persons Represented DUNCAN. An English Doctor. An Old Man. ANGUS. ROSS. SCENE: In the end of the Fourth Act. Soldiers. an Officer attending on Macbeth. DONALBAIN. and Messengers.29. SIWARD. YOUNG SIWARD. The Ghost of Banquo and several other Apparitions. through the rest of the Play. CAITHNESS. Attendants. General in the King's Army.04. his Son. his Son. a team of about twenty Project Gutenberg volunteers. LADY MACDUFF. Earl of Northumberland. Gentlemen. MALCOLM. in England. A Soldier. Son to Macduff. A Scotch Doctor. LADY MACBETH. General in the King's Army. Nobleman of Scotland.

When the hurlyburly's done. SOLDIER. MALCOLM. That will be ere the set of sun. [Witches vanish. [Enter three Witches. fought 'Gainst my captivity. What bloody man is that? He can report. Thunder and Lightning. or in rain? SECOND WITCH. . FIRST WITCH. THIRD WITCH.--Hail. Where the place? SECOND WITCH. As seemeth by his plight. and foul is fair: Hover through the fog and filthy air. When the battle's lost and won. meeting a bleeding Soldier. Doubtful it stood.] SCENE II. This is the sergeant Who. An open Place. SCENE I. [Alarum within.ACT I. like a good and hardy soldier. THIRD WITCH. Donalbain. Lennox. When shall we three meet again? In thunder. brave friend! Say to the king the knowledge of the broil As thou didst leave it. Graymalkin! ALL. of the revolt The newest state.] FIRST WITCH. Upon the heath. Malcolm. I come. A Camp near Forres. There to meet with Macbeth. Enter King Duncan. lightning.] DUNCAN. with Attendants. Paddock calls:--anon:-Fair is foul. FIRST WITCH.

So from that spring.--from the Western isles Of kerns and gallowglasses is supplied. I must report they were As cannons overcharg'd with double cracks. Yes. As whence the sun 'gins his reflection Shipwrecking storms and direful thunders break. So they Doubly redoubled strokes upon the foe: Except they meant to bathe in reeking wounds. [Exit Soldier. The worthy Thane of Ross. But the Norweyan lord.-Disdaining fortune. . King of Scotland. So well thy words become thee as thy wounds.--for to that The multiplying villainies of nature Do swarm upon him. Like valor's minion. For brave Macbeth. attended. They smack of honor both. And fix'd his head upon our battlements. Macbeth and Banquo? SOLDIER. Till he unseam'd him from the nave to the chaps. Carv'd out his passag tTill he fac'd the slave. I cannot tell:-But I am faint. As sparrows eagles. O valiant cousin! worthy gentleman! SOLDIER. Dismay'd not this Our captains. And ne'er shook hands. Mark. Show'd like a rebel's whore. Began a fresh assault. surveying vantage.--Go. With furbish'd arms and new supplies of men. Which smok'd with bloody execution. get him surgeons. on his damned quarrel smiling. DUNCAN. whence comfort seem'd to come Discomfort swells. The merciless Macdonwald.As two spent swimmers that do cling together And choke their art. or the hare the lion. Or memorize another Golgotha. But all's too weak.--well he deserves that name. with his brandish'd steel. DUNCAN. And fortune. If I say sooth. DUNCAN. with valor arm'd.-Worthy to be a rebel. mark: No sooner justice had. nor bade farewell to him.] Who comes here? MALCOLM. my gashes cry for help. Compell'd these skipping kerns to trust their heels.

Confronted him with self-comparisons.] ROSS. noble Macbeth hath won. Till that Bellona's bridegroom.] FIRST WITCH. the Norways' king. ROSS. And with his former title greet Macbeth. A heath. Point against point rebellious. Nor would we deign him burial of his men Till he disbursed. arm 'gainst arm.LENNOX. DUNCAN.] SCENE III. Where the Norweyan banners flout the sky And fan our people cold. Curbing his lavish spirit: and. great king. That now Sweno. [Enter Ross. I'll see it done. What a haste looks through his eyes! So should he look That seems to speak things strange. Enter the three Witches. worthy thane? ROSS. Whence cam'st thou. Assisted by that most disloyal traitor The Thane of Cawdor. at Saint Colme's-inch. The victory fell on us. craves composition. No more that Thane of Cawdor shall deceive Our bosom interest:--go pronounce his present death. What he hath lost. Where hast thou been. to conclude. From Fife. lapp'd in proof. DUNCAN. [Thunder. [Exeunt. Ten thousand dollars to our general use. God save the King! DUNCAN. began a dismal conflict. DUNCAN. Great happiness! ROSS. Norway himself. sister? . with terrible numbers.

witch!" the rump-fed ronyon cries. Thus do go about. a drum! Macbeth doth come. Here I have a pilot's thumb. and I'll do. And I another. THIRD WITCH.-Look what I have. All the quarters that they know I' the shipman's card. And. and pine: Though his bark cannot be lost. peak." quoth I: "Aroint thee. Sister. He shall live a man forbid: Weary seven-nights nine times nine Shall he dwindle. master o' the Tiger: But in a sieve I'll thither sail. Killing swine.] THIRD WITCH. The weird sisters. hand in hand. Yet it shall be tempest-tost. And mounch'd. and mounch'd:--"Give me. FIRST WITCH. and mounch'd. SECOND WITCH. FIRST WITCH. A sailor's wife had chestnuts in her lap. I'll do. I'll give thee a wind. I'll do. I myself have all the other: And the very ports they blow. ALL.SECOND WITCH. THIRD WITCH. I will drain him dry as hay: Sleep shall neither night nor day Hang upon his pent-house lid. Thou art kind. where thou? FIRST WITCH. Her husband's to Aleppo gone. FIRST WITCH. Wreck'd as homeward he did come. Posters of the sea and land. like a rat without a tail. about: . show me. Show me. A drum. SECOND WITCH. [Drum within.

Thrice to thine. or that indeed Which outwardly ye show? My noble partner You greet with present grace and great prediction Of noble having and of royal hope. and greater. How far is't call'd to Forres?--What are these So wither'd. So foul and fair a day I have not seen. Macbeth! hail to thee. That he seems rapt withal:--to me you speak not: If you can look into the seeds of time. And yet your beards forbid me to interpret That you are so. Speak. Speak then to me. And yet are on't?--Live you? or are you aught That man may question? You seem to understand me. All hail. .] MACBETH. Good sir. That look not like the inhabitants o' the earth. why do you start. and so wild in their attire. and thrice to mine. Macbeth! that shalt be king hereafter! BANQUO. And thrice again. Macbeth! hail to thee. All hail. Lesser than Macbeth. By each at once her chappy finger laying Upon her skinny lips:--you should be women.I' the name of truth. [Enter Macbeth and Banquo. All hail. and which will not. MACBETH. FIRST WITCH. if you can. Hail! FIRST WITCH. and seem to fear Things that do sound so fair?-. Hail! SECOND WITCH. who neither beg nor fear Your favors nor your hate.--what are you? FIRST WITCH. Hail! THIRD WITCH. And say which grain will grow. to make up nine:-Peace!--the charm's wound up. Are ye fantastical. Thane of Cawdor! THIRD WITCH. BANQUO. Thane of Glamis! SECOND WITCH.

Your children shall be kings. His wonders and his praises do contend Which should be thine or his: silenc'd with that. Macbeth and Banquo! FIRST WITCH. BANQUO. Thou shalt get kings. went it not so? BANQUO. and to be king Stands not within the prospect of belief. In viewing o'er the rest o' the self-same day. Into the air. But how of Cawdor? The Thane of Cawdor lives. and what seem'd corporal melted As breath into the wind. No more than to be Cawdor. tell me more: By Sinel's death I know I am Thane of Glamis. The king hath happily receiv'd. A prosperous gentleman. [Witches vanish. The news of thy success: and when he reads Thy personal venture in the rebels' fight.] ROSS. yet much happier. Stay. The earth hath bubbles. Who's here? [Enter Ross and Angus. all hail! MACBETH.--Would they had stay'd! BANQUO. MACBETH. And Thane of Cawdor too. I charge you. Were such things here as we do speak about? Or have we eaten on the insane root That takes the reason prisoner? MACBETH. as the water has. Macbeth. you imperfect speakers. You shall be king. Banquo and Macbeth.SECOND WITCH. And these are of them:--whither are they vanish'd? MACBETH. . To the selfsame tune and words. Not so happy. THIRD WITCH. Say from whence You owe this strange intelligence? or why Upon this blasted heath you stop our way With such prophetic greeting?--Speak. though thou be none: So all hail.] BANQUO.

Who was the Thane lives yet. gentlemen. He bade me. and every one did bear Thy praises in his kingdom's great defense. Not pay thee.He finds thee in the stout Norweyan ranks. For it is thine. The instruments of darkness tell us truths. can the devil speak true? MACBETH.] Glamis. Might yet enkindle you unto the crown. What. call thee Thane of Cawdor: In which addition. trusted home. But 'tis strange: And oftentimes to win us to our harm. or that with both He labour'd in his country's wreck. And. I pray you. Win us with honest trifles. When those that gave the Thane of Cawdor to me Promis'd no less to them? BANQUO. We are sent To give thee. MACBETH.-- . But under heavy judgement bears that life Which he deserves to lose. thanks. Besides the Thane of Cawdor. and Thane of Cawdor: The greatest is behind.--I thank you. hail. That. confess'd and proved. ANGUS. Nothing afeard of what thyself didst make. As thick as hail Came post with post. to betray's In deepest consequence. I know not. And pour'd them down before him. MACBETH. The Thane of Cawdor lives: why do you dress me In borrow'd robes? ANGUS. for an earnest of a greater honor. most worthy thane.-Do you not hope your children shall be kings.] Two truths are told.--Thanks for your pains. Whether he was combin'd With those of Norway. As happy prologues to the swelling act Of the imperial theme. Only to herald thee into his sight. [Aside. [Aside. BANQUO.-Cousins. or did line the rebel With hidden help and vantage. But treasons capital. ROSS. Have overthrown him. from our royal master. Strange images of death. from him. a word.

A Room in the Palace.[Aside. Worthy Macbeth. Malcolm. [Flourish. Look. Enter Duncan. Time and the hour runs through the roughest day. friends. and nothing is But what is not. The interim having weigh'd it.] SCENE IV. cleave not to their mould But with the aid of use. whose murder yet is but fantastical. why.] If chance will have me king. Give me your favor:--my dull brain was wrought With things forgotten. Till then. we stay upon your leisure. let us speak Our free hearts each to other. BANQUO.--Let us toward the king. Against the use of nature? Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings: My thought. MACBETH. and Attendants. chance may crown me Without my stir. Shakes so my single state of man. enough.-Think upon what hath chanc'd. Donalbain.] . BANQUO. Very gladly. [Exeunt.--Come. at more time.] This supernatural soliciting Cannot be ill. Kind gentlemen.] Come what come may. and. [Aside. MACBETH. that function Is smother'd in surmise. your pains Are register'd where every day I turn The leaf to read them. New honors come upon him. And make my seated heart knock at my ribs. BANQUO. MACBETH. Forres. Why hath it given me earnest of success. Commencing in a truth? I am Thane of Cawdor: If good. how our partner's rapt. Like our strange garments. MACBETH. [Aside. cannot be good:--if ill. BANQUO. Lennox. why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair.

That very frankly he confess'd his treasons.--Noble Banquo. pays itself. Your highness' part Is to receive our duties: and our duties Are to your throne and state. That hast no less deserv'd. In doing it. seek to hide themselves In drops of sorrow. There's no art To find the mind's construction in the face: He was a gentleman on whom I built An absolute trust.-[Enter Macbeth. Welcome hither: I have begun to plant thee.--Sons. More is thy due than more than all can pay. and set forth A deep repentance: nothing in his life Became him like the leaving it. My plenteous joys. he died As one that had been studied in his death. Which do but what they should. Is execution done on Cawdor? Are not Those in commission yet return'd? MALCOLM. by doing everything Safe toward your love and honor. DUNCAN. thanes. and Angus. Ross. nor must be known No less to have done so. . BANQUO. To throw away the dearest thing he ow'd As 'twere a careless trifle. DUNCAN. That swiftest wing of recompense is slow To overtake thee.DUNCAN. DUNCAN. My liege. Wanton in fulness.let me infold thee And hold thee to my heart. The service and the loyalty I owe. There if I grow. Banquo. kinsmen. MACBETH. Would thou hadst less deserv'd. That the proportion both of thanks and payment Might have been mine! only I have left to say. Implor'd your highness' pardon. But I have spoke With one that saw him die: who did report. They are not yet come back.] O worthiest cousin! The sin of my ingratitude even now Was heavy on me: thou art so far before. children and servants. The harvest is your own. and will labor To make thee full of growing.

] The Prince of Cumberland!--That is a step. True. came missives from the king.--From hence to Inverness. hide your fires! Let not light see my black and deep desires: The eye wink at the hand! yet let that be. know.] LADY MACBETH. Lay it to thy heart. But signs of nobleness. "They met me in the day of success. king that shalt be!' This have I thought good to deliver thee. shall shine On all deservers. Malcolm. by which title. like stars. Inverness. and make joyful The hearing of my wife with your approach. DUNCAN. [Flourish. before. So. Whose care is gone before to bid us welcome: It is a peerless kinsman. by being ignorant of what greatness is promised thee. And in his commendations I am fed. humbly take my leave. reading a letter.And you whose places are the nearest." . worthy Banquo!--he is full so valiant. and farewell. or else o'erleap. MACBETH.] SCENE V. 'Thane of Cawdor'. For in my way it lies. and referred me to the coming on of time. [Exit. And bind us further to you. my dearest partner of greatness. whom we name hereafter The Prince of Cumberland: which honor must Not unaccompanied invest him only. On which I must fall down.] DUNCAN. My worthy Cawdor! MACBETH. which is not us'd for you: I'll be myself the harbinger. [Aside. and I have learned by the perfectest report they have more in them than mortal knowledge. Let us after him. that thou mightst not lose the dues of rejoicing.-It is a banquet to me. Stars. into which they vanished. Which the eye fears. The rest is labor. When I burned in desire to question them further. A Room in Macbeth's Castle. who all-hailed me. with 'Hail. when it is done. We will establish our estate upon Our eldest. [Enter Lady Macbeth. Exeunt. they made themselves air. to see. these weird sisters saluted me. Whiles I stood rapt in the wonder of it.

thick night. but without The illness should attend it.] The raven himself is hoarse That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan Under my battlements. He brings great news. yet do I fear thy nature. That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose. and Cawdor. Would have inform'd for preparation. [Enter an Attendant. it is true:--our thane is coming: One of my fellows had the speed of him. you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts. Who. "Thus thou must do. top-full Of direst cruelty! make thick my blood." Hie thee hither. were't so. It is too full o' the milk of human kindness To catch the nearest way: thou wouldst be great. wouldst not play false. [Exit Attendant. 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 . What thou wouldst highly. Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief! Come. if thou have it: And that which rather thou dost fear to do Than wishest should be undone. And take my milk for gall. LADY MACBETH. And fill me. your murdering ministers. great Glamis. Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem To have thee crown'd withal. nor keep peace between The effect and it! Come to my woman's breasts. That I may pour my spirits in thine ear. The king comes here tonight. That which cries. and shalt be What thou art promis'd. Stop up the access and passage to remorse. And chastise with the valor of my tongue All that impedes thee from the golden round. LADY MACBETH. So please you. Thou'rt mad to say it: Is not thy master with him? who. And yet wouldst wrongly win: thou'dst have.] What is your tidings? ATTENDANT. Give him tending.Glamis thou art. almost dead for breath. ATTENDANT. Come. That wouldst thou holily. Art not without ambition. from the crown to the toe. unsex me here. had scarcely more Than would make up his message.

Ross. Macduff. [Exeunt. is as a book where men May read strange matters:--to beguile the time. He that's coming Must be provided for: and you shall put This night's great business into my despatch. never Shall sun that morrow see! Your face. Donalbain. bear welcome in your eye. hold!" [Enter Macbeth. Servants of Macbeth attending. Malcolm. "Hold. [Hautboys. Your hand.] Great Glamis! Worthy Cawdor! Greater than both.] DUNCAN. Lennox. My dearest love. . And when goes hence? MACBETH. MACBETH. LADY MACBETH. Angus.] SCENE VI. O. To-morrow. by the all-hail hereafter! Thy letters have transported me beyond This ignorant present.To cry.--as he purposes. and Attendants. Which shall to all our nights and days to come Give solely sovereign sway and masterdom. To alter favor ever is to fear: Leave all the rest to me. We will speak further. my thane. MACBETH. But be the serpent under't. The same. Look like the time. and I feel now The future in the instant. Before the Castle. Banquo. LADY MACBETH. your tongue: look like the innocent flower. This castle hath a pleasant seat: the air Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself Unto our gentle senses. Duncan comes here tonight. LADY MACBETH.] [Enter Duncan. Only look up clear.

Enter. The same. This guest of summer. DUNCAN. Where's the Thane of Cawdor? We cours'd him at the heels. A Lobby in the Castle. All our service In every point twice done. and then done double. does approve By his lov'd mansionry. And shall continue our graces towards him. Nor coigne of vantage. We are your guest tonight. hath holp him To his home before us. And his great love.] SCENE VII. DUNCAN. I have observ'd The air is delicate. hostess. a Sewer and divers Servants with dishes and service.BANQUO. and what is theirs. LADY MACBETH. buttress. [Enter Lady Macbeth. LADY MACBETH. We rest your hermits. See. Fair and noble hostess. Then enter Macbeth. Were poor and single business to contend Against those honours deep and broad wherewith Your majesty loads our house: for those of old. And the late dignities heap'd up to them. Give me your hand. in compt. Your servants ever Have theirs. that the heaven's breath Smells wooingly here: no jutty. and had a purpose To be his purveyor: but he rides well. frieze. see. By your leave. [Hautboys and torches. Which still we thank as love. Herein I teach you How you shall bid God ild us for your pains. but this bird hath made His pendant bed and procreant cradle: Where they most breed and haunt. Still to return your own. sharp as his spur. themselves.] DUNCAN. [Exeunt. The temple-haunting martlet.] . Conduct me to mine host: we love him highly. And thank us for your trouble. To make their audit at your highness' pleasure. our honour'd hostess!-The love that follows us sometime is our trouble. and pass over.

He's here in double trust: First. or heaven's cherubin. If the assassination Could trammel up the consequence. to look so green and pale At what it did so freely? From this time Such I account thy love. against The deep damnation of his taking-off: And pity. Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye. Was the hope drunk Wherein you dress'd yourself? hath it slept since? And wakes it now. [Enter Lady Macbeth. But in these cases We still have judgement here.] How now! what news? LADY MACBETH. That tears shall drown the wind. Besides. as I am his kinsman and his subject. If it were done when 'tis done. Strong both against the deed: then. Not bear the knife myself. return To plague the inventor: this even-handed justice Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice To our own lips. But here. We will proceed no further in this business: He hath honour'd me of late. Who should against his murderer shut the door.MACBETH. Which would be worn now in their newest gloss. but only Vaulting ambition. hath been So clear in his great office. success. Not cast aside so soon. LADY MACBETH. Art thou afeard To be the same in thine own act and valor . With his surcease. Striding the blast. He has almost supp'd: why have you left the chamber? MACBETH. And falls on the other.--I have no spur To prick the sides of my intent. which o'erleaps itself. this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek. that we but teach Bloody instructions. then 'twere well It were done quickly. hors'd Upon the sightless couriers of the air. Know you not he has? MACBETH. that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all--here. and I have bought Golden opinions from all sorts of people. upon this bank and shoal of time. like a naked new-born babe. Hath he ask'd for me? LADY MACBETH. as his host. that his virtues Will plead like angels. and catch. trumpet-tongued. which being taught.-We'd jump the life to come.

When Duncan is asleep. Bring forth men-children only. had I so sworn as you Have done to this. his two chamberlains Will I with wine and wassail so convince That memory. MACBETH. you would Be so much more the man. Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums And dash'd the brains out. Nor time nor place Did then adhere.As thou art in desire? Wouldst thou have that Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life. What beast was't. then. Who dares do more is none. We fail! But screw your courage to the sticking-place. And live a coward in thine own esteem. Shall be a fume. Who dares receive it other. Letting "I dare not" wait upon "I would. And. That made you break this enterprise to me? When you durst do it. who shall bear the guilt Of our great quell? MACBETH. Pr'ythee. I have given suck. If we should fail? LADY MACBETH. and that their fitness now Does unmake you. And we'll not fail. For thy undaunted mettle should compose Nothing but males. then you were a man. peace! I dare do all that may become a man. LADY MACBETH. to be more than what you were. and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me: I would.-Whereto the rather shall his day's hard journey Soundly invite him. When we have mark'd with blood those sleepy two Of his own chamber. while it was smiling in my face. the warder of the brain." Like the poor cat i' the adage? MACBETH. What cannot you and I perform upon The unguarded Duncan? what not put upon His spongy officers. and the receipt of reason A limbec only: when in swinish sleep Their drenched natures lie as in a death. and yet you would make both: They have made themselves. Will it not be receiv'd. As we shall make our griefs and clamor roar Upon his death? . That they have don't? LADY MACBETH. and us'd their very daggers.

Restrain in me the cursed thoughts that nature Gives way to in repose!--Give me my sword. Who's there? [Enter Macbeth. and shut up In measureless content. What. take my sword. FLEANCE. [Enter Banquo. sir. and a Servant with a torch. And yet I would not sleep:--merciful powers. MACBETH. Court within the Castle. Away. The moon is down.-A heavy summons lies like lead upon me. not yet at rest? The king's a-bed: He hath been in unusual pleasure and Sent forth great largess to your officers: This diamond he greets your wife withal.] ACT II. [Exeunt. BANQUO. .] MACBETH. Inverness. A friend.--There's husbandry in heaven. I take't. I have not heard the clock.MACBETH. Hold. SCENE I. BANQUO. I am settled. BANQUO. Being unprepar'd. boy? FLEANCE. Our will became the servant to defect. sir. and mock the time with fairest show: False face must hide what the false heart doth know. By the name of most kind hostess. How goes the night.] BANQUO. And she goes down at twelve. and bend up Each corporal agent to this terrible feat. 'tis later. Their candles are all out:--take thee that too. Which else should free have wrought. preceeded by Fleance with a torch. BANQUO.

[Exit Servant. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going. and allegiance clear.All's well. If you shall cleave to my consent. Good repose the while! BANQUO.] MACBETH. in form as palpable As this which now I draw. when my drink is ready.--There's no such thing: It is the bloody business which informs Thus to mine eyes. I shall be counsell'd. Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain? I see thee yet. Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses. Art thou not. MACBETH. sir: the like to you! [Exeunt Banquo and Fleance. Go bid thy mistress. We would spend it in some words upon that business. At your kind'st leisure. and wicked dreams abuse The curtain'd sleep. when we can entreat an hour to serve. Thanks. and wither'd murder. but still keep My bosom franchis'd. BANQUO. Or else worth all the rest: I see thee still. a false creation. Get thee to bed. MACBETH. fatal vision. and yet I see thee still. Which was not so before.--Now o'er the one half-world Nature seems dead. let me clutch thee:-I have thee not. now witchcraft celebrates Pale Hecate's offerings.] Is this a dagger which I see before me. I think not of them: Yet. If you would grant the time. I dreamt last night of the three weird sisters: To you they have show'd some truth.--when 'tis. So I lose none In seeking to augment it. It shall make honor for you. And such an instrument I was to use. And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood. . BANQUO. sensible To feeling as to sight? or art thou but A dagger of the mind. MACBETH. She strike upon the bell. The handle toward my hand? Come.

Which now suits with it.--Whiles I threat.--Didst thou not hear a noise? LADY MACBETH.Alarum'd by his sentinel. Now. Which gives the stern'st good night. the wolf. He is about it: The doors are open. Whose howl's his watch. Hear not my steps. And take the present horror from the time. And 'tis not done: the attempt. I heard the owl scream and the crickets cry.] Who's there?--what. [Exit. With Tarquin's ravishing strides.] [Enter Lady Macbeth. I have done the deed. Whether they live or die. for fear Thy very stones prate of my whereabout.--Had he not resembled My father as he slept. and not the deed. I had done't. MACBETH.] I go. [A bell rings. MACBETH. Hear it not.--My husband! [Re-enter Macbeth.] MACBETH. Duncan. and the surfeited grooms Do mock their charge with snores: I have drugg'd their possets That death and nature do contend about them. thus with his stealthy pace. Words to the heat of deeds too cold breath gives. he lives. and it is done. for it is a knell That summons thee to heaven or to hell. When? LADY MACBETH. That which hath made them drunk hath made me bold: What hath quench'd them hath given me fire.--Thou sure and firm-set earth. which way they walk. [Within. Confounds us.--Hark!--Peace! It was the owl that shriek'd.--Hark!--I laid their daggers ready. towards his design Moves like a ghost. Did not you speak? MACBETH. Alack! I am afraid they have awak'd. ho! LADY MACBETH. the fatal bellman.] LADY MACBETH. As I descended? . He could not miss 'em. the bell invites me.

Sleep that knits up the ravell'd sleave of care. These deeds must not be thought After these ways." When they did say." LADY MACBETH. "Amen. I could not say "Amen. LADY MACBETH. LADY MACBETH. and address'd them Again to sleep. "Sleep no more! Macbeth does murder sleep. it will make us mad." the other. "God bless us!" and. But wherefore could not I pronounce "Amen"? I had most need of blessing. Listening their fear. sore labour's bath. One cried. I heard a voice cry. and "Amen" Stuck in my throat. MACBETH. As they had seen me with these hangman's hands. Consider it not so deeply.] LADY MACBETH. Donalbain. This is a sorry sight. A foolish thought. Chief nourisher in life's feast. Balm of hurt minds. MACBETH. Ay. "God bless us. There's one did laugh in's sleep. What do you mean? . LADY MACBETH. MACBETH. "Murder!" That they did wake each other: I stood and heard them: But they did say their prayers. MACBETH.LADY MACBETH. Hark!-Who lies i' the second chamber? LADY MACBETH. MACBETH. great nature's second course. MACBETH."--the innocent sleep. There are two lodg'd together. and one cried. [Looking on his hands. to say a sorry sight. The death of each day's life. so.

] I hear knocking At the south entry:--retire we to our chamber.--Go get some water. Making the green one red.] . Who was it that thus cried? Why. when every noise appals me? What hands are here? Ha.] Hark.MACBETH. [Re-enter Lady Macbeth.-Why did you bring these daggers from the place? They must lie there: go carry them. For it must seem their guilt. [Knocking within. My hands are of your color. Still it cried. lest occasion call us And show us to be watchers:--be not lost So poorly in your thoughts. but I shame To wear a heart so white.] LADY MACBETH.--Macbeth shall sleep no more!" LADY MACBETH. And wash this filthy witness from your hand. and smear The sleepy grooms with blood. MACBETH. LADY MACBETH. I'll go no more: I am afraid to think what I have done. more knocking: Get on your nightgown. Knocking within. To know my deed. and therefore Cawdor Shall sleep no more. worthy thane. Look on't again I dare not. I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal.--[Knocking within. You do unbend your noble strength to think So brainsickly of things.] MACBETH. this my hand will rather The multitudinous seas incarnadine. A little water clears us of this deed: How easy is it then! Your constancy Hath left you unattended. Infirm of purpose! Give me the daggers: the sleeping and the dead Are but as pictures: 'tis the eye of childhood That fears a painted devil.] Wake Duncan with thy knocking! I would thou couldst! [Exeunt. "Sleep no more!" to all the house: "Glamis hath murder'd sleep. [Knocking within. If he do bleed. [Exit. MACBETH. they pluck out mine eyes! Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood Clean from my hand? No. Whence is that knocking? How is't with me. 'twere best not know myself.

it provokes and unprovokes. sir. have napkins enow about you. but I requited him for his lie.-. tailor. and giving him the lie. Knocking within. sir. knock. here you'll sweat for't. i' the name of Belzebub? Here's a farmer that hanged himself on the expectation of plenty: come in time. remember the porter.] Knock. knock. and disheartens him. [Knocking. knock: never at quiet! What are you?--But this place is too cold for hell. it persuades him.] Anon. Was it so late.] PORTER. equivocator.] [Enter Macduff and Lennox.] Knock. knock! Who's there? Faith. I think. equivocates him in a sleep.[Knocking.[Enter a Porter. I'll devil-porter it no further: I had thought to have let in some of all professions. that go the primrose way to the everlasting bonfire.] MACDUFF. MACDUFF. knock! Who's there. [Opens the gate. sir. but it takes away the performance: therefore much drink may be said to be an equivocator with lechery: it makes him. Marry. MACDUFF. yet I made a shift to cast him. [Knocking.--[Knocking. i' the very throat o' me. Lechery. That it did. and it takes him off. PORTER. MACDUFF. knock. I believe drink gave thee the lie last night. and not stand to: in conclusion. friend. What three things does drink especially provoke? PORTER. it provokes the desire. is a great provoker of three things. for stealing out of a French hose: come in. That you do lie so late? PORTER. here's an English tailor come hither. here you may roast your goose. sir. . anon! I pray you. here's an equivocator. it sets him on. makes him stand to. [Knocking. yet could not equivocate to heaven: O. sleep. come in. that could swear in both the scales against either scale. in the other devil's name? Faith. Who's there. and urine. he should have old turning the key. being too strong for him. we were carousing till the second cock: and drink. and. Here's a knocking indeed! If a man were porter of hell-gate. leaves him.] Knock. and it mars him. who committed treason enough for God's sake. ere you went to bed. sir. nose-painting. Faith.] Knock. though he took up my legs sometime.

I'll bring you to him. . and did shake. New hatch'd to the woeful time: the obscure bird Clamour'd the live-long night. here he comes. as they say. I'll make so bold to call. with accents terrible. Good morrow. The labour we delight in physics pain. And prophesying. He did command me to call timely on him: I have almost slipp'd the hour. This is the door. [Exit Macduff. Of dire combustion and confus'd events. Not yet. MACDUFF. MACBETH. Good morrow.Is thy master stirring?-Our knocking has awak'd him. MACBETH. The night has been unruly: where we lay. [Enter Macbeth. both! MACDUFF. MACDUFF. But yet 'tis one. I know this is a joyful trouble to you. MACDUFF. Lamentings heard i' the air. noble sir! MACBETH. LENNOX. strange screams of death. Is the king stirring. Our chimneys were blown down: and. For 'tis my limited service.] LENNOX.] LENNOX. worthy thane? MACBETH. Goes the king hence to-day? MACBETH. MACBETH. 'Twas a rough night. some say the earth Was feverous. He does: he did appoint so.

LENNOX. [Re-enter Macduff. What's the matter? MACDUFF.] MACDUFF. Approach the chamber. and destroy your sight With a new Gorgon:--do not bid me speak. up. And look on death itself! up. horror. and stole thence The life o' the building. MACBETH.LENNOX. and see The great doom's image! Malcolm! Banquo! As from your graves rise up.] LADY MACBETH. What is't you say? the life? LENNOX. horror! Tongue nor heart Cannot conceive nor name thee! MACBETH. Would murder as it fell. 'Tis not for you to hear what I can speak: The repetition. in a woman's ear. My young remembrance cannot parallel A fellow to it. See. That such a hideous trumpet calls to parley The sleepers of the house? speak. [Re-enter Banquo. O horror. death's counterfeit.] [Re-enter Lady Macbeth.] . awake!-Ring the alarum bell:--murder and treason! Banquo and Donalbain! Malcolm! awake! Shake off this downy sleep.] Awake. and then speak yourselves. Mean you his majesty? MACDUFF. Confusion now hath made his masterpiece! Most sacrilegious murder hath broke ope The Lord's anointed temple. What's the business. O gentle lady. speak! MACDUFF. [Exeunt Macbeth and Lennox. and walk like sprites To countenance this horror! [Alarum-bell rings.

unwip'd. and furious. alas! What. in our house? BANQUO. from this instant There's nothing serious in mortality: All is but toys: renown and grace is dead. I pr'ythee. Your royal father's murder'd. O. MACDUFF. the very source of it is stopp'd. MACBETH. Woe. as it seem'd.] MACBETH.O Banquo. The wine of life is drawn. amaz'd. So were their daggers. Wherefore did you so? MACBETH. the fountain of your blood Is stopp'd. Banquo! Our royal master's murder'd! LADY MACBETH. and do not know't: The spring. Who can be wise. yet I do repent me of my fury. and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of. which. for. by whom? LENNOX. we found Upon their pillows: They star'd. had done't: Their hands and faces were all badg'd with blood. What is amiss? MACBETH. O. MACDUFF. That I did kill them. Had I but died an hour before this chance. And say it is not so. Too cruel any where.] DONALBAIN. Loyal and neutral. [Enter Malcolm and Donalbain. contradict thyself. in a moment? No man: . MALCOLM. and were distracted. no man's life Was to be trusted with them. You are.-Dear Duff. temperate. I had liv'd a blessed time. [Re-enter Macbeth and Lennox. the head. Those of his chamber. with Ross.

Fears and scruples shake us: In the great hand of God I stand. Nor our strong sorrow Upon the foot of motion. That most may claim this argument for ours? DONALBAIN. Why do we hold our tongues. [Exeunt all but Malcolm and Donalbain. Steep'd in the colours of their trade. Let's briefly put on manly readiness. MACBETH. and thence. Look to the lady. BANQUO. and seize us? Let's away. That had a heart to love. Here lay Duncan. And so do I. Our tears are not yet brew'd. And his gash'd stabs look'd like a breach in nature For ruin's wasteful entrance: there. MACDUFF.] And when we have our naked frailties hid.] . Hid in an auger hole. What should be spoken here. ho! MACDUFF. That suffer in exposure. MALCOLM. His silver skin lac'd with his golden blood. the murderers. their daggers Unmannerly breech'd with gore: who could refrain. may rush. and in that heart Courage to make's love known? LADY MACBETH. So all. where our fate. Against the undivulg'd pretense I fight Of treasonous malice.The expedition of my violent love Outrun the pauser reason. ALL. Look to the lady:-[Lady Macbeth is carried out. let us meet. And meet i' the hall together. And question this most bloody piece of work To know it further. Help me hence. ALL. MALCOLM. Well contented.

The nearer bloody. when there's no mercy left. [Enter Ross and an old Man. OLD MAN. ROSS. On Tuesday last. To Ireland. or the day's shame. The same. There's daggers in men's smiles: the near in blood. [Exeunt. And let us not be dainty of leave-taking. . That darkness does the face of earth entomb. Turn'd wild in nature. I. MALCOLM. What will you do? Let's not consort with them: To show an unfelt sorrow is an office Which the false man does easy. towering in her pride of place. good father. But shift away: there's warrant in that theft Which steals itself. our separated fortune Shall keep us both the safer: where we are.] SCENE II.MALCOLM. Even like the deed that's done. And yet dark night strangles the travelling lamp. Is't night's predominance. Thou seest. Threescore and ten I can remember well: Within the volume of which time I have seen Hours dreadful and things strange. as troubled with man's act. Ah.] OLD MAN. A falcon. Therefore to horse. the heavens. I'll to England. but this sore night Hath trifled former knowings. the minions of their race. Without the Castle. ROSS.--a thing most strange and certain. and our safest way Is to avoid the aim. as they would make War with mankind. And Duncan's horses. broke their stalls. Contending 'gainst obedience. 'Tis unnatural. When living light should kiss it? OLD MAN. This murderous shaft that's shot Hath not yet lighted. flung out.-Beauteous and swift. Threaten his bloody stage: by the clock 'tis day. DONALBAIN. Was by a mousing owl hawk'd at and kill'd.

Alas. to the amazement of mine eyes. cousin. He is already nam'd. 'Gainst nature still: Thriftless ambition. Carried to Colme-kill. ROSS.] How goes the world. MACDUFF. Well. which puts upon them Suspicion of the deed. ROSS. Will you to Scone? MACDUFF. I'll to Fife. The sacred storehouse of his predecessors. . [Enter Macduff.'Tis said they eat each other. Is't known who did this more than bloody deed? MACDUFF. ROSS. I will thither. ROSS. And guardian of their bones. The sovereignty will fall upon Macbeth. Here comes the good Macduff. that wilt ravin up Thine own life's means!--Then 'tis most like. and gone to Scone To be invested. Those that Macbeth hath slain. Where is Duncan's body? MACDUFF. sir. That look'd upon't. ROSS. They did so. now? MACDUFF. No. the day! What good could they pretend? MACDUFF. the king's two sons. They were suborn'd: Malcolm and Donalbain. Are stol'n away and fled. see you not? ROSS. ROSS. Why.

yet it was said It should not stand in thy posterity. father. LADY MACBETH. Let your highness Command upon me. their speeches shine. Ross. Lady Macbeth as Queen. and with those That would make good of bad. to the which my duties Are with a most indissoluble tie For ever knit.] MACBETH.] ACT III.-Why. by the verities on thee made good. Forres. Lennox. MACBETH. And set me up in hope? But hush. Ride you this afternoon? . As the weird women promis'd. Macbeth. [Sennet sounded. [Enter Banquo. Well. Ladies. May they not be my oracles as well. SCENE I. and.--adieu!-Lest our old robes sit easier than our new! ROSS. and Attendants. and friends of foes! [Exeunt. If he had been forgotten.] BANQUO. Thou hast it now. sir. Lords. It had been as a gap in our great feast. all. Here's our chief guest. But that myself should be the root and father Of many kings. To-night we hold a solemn supper. I fear. Cawdor.--king. A Room in the Palace. Enter Macbeth as King.MACDUFF. If there come truth from them. no more. Farewell. Thou play'dst most foully for't. And I'll request your presence. BANQUO. And all-thing unbecoming. MACBETH. may you see things well done there. Glamis. OLD MAN.-As upon thee. God's benison go with you.

Ladies. And so I do commend you to their backs. They are. my good lord. Bring them before us. I wish your horses swift and sure of foot.-Which still hath been both grave and prosperous. my good lord: our time does call upon's.] Sirrah. MACBETH.BANQUO. BANQUO. MACBETH. We should have else desir'd your good advice. God be with you! [Exeunt Lady Macbeth. as will fill up the time 'Twixt this and supper: go not my horse the better. filling their hearers With strange invention: but of that to-morrow. Hie you to horse: adieu.-[Exit Banquo. Goes Fleance with you? BANQUO. As far. Ay. not confessing Their cruel parricide. my lord. we will keep ourself Till supper time alone: while then. Farewell. my lord. I will not. Lords. to make society The sweeter welcome.] Let every man be master of his time Till seven at night. We hear our bloody cousins are bestow'd In England and in Ireland. MACBETH. [Exit Attendant. without the palace gate.] . For a dark hour or twain. When therewithal we shall have cause of state Craving us jointly.-In this day's council. My lord. Fail not our feast. Ay. Is't far you ride? BANQUO. but we'll take to-morrow. MACBETH. I must become a borrower of the night. Till you return at night. a word with you: attend those men Our pleasure? ATTENDANT. &c. MACBETH.

And bade them speak to him. now Have you consider'd of my speeches? Know That it was he. which held you So under fortune. . the instruments. It was. so please your highness. and all things else that might To half a soul and to a notion craz'd Say. to that dauntless temper of his mind. But to be safely thus:--our fears in Banquo. MACBETH. You made it known to us. which is now Our point of second meeting. He hath a wisdom that doth guide his valour To act in safety. and mine eternal jewel Given to the common enemy of man. He chid the sisters When first they put the name of king upon me. There is none but he Whose being I do fear: and under him. Stick deep. They hail'd him father to a line of kings: Upon my head they plac'd a fruitless crown. And. If't be so. For them the gracious Duncan have I murder'd. prophet-like. For Banquo's issue have I fil'd my mind. with two Murderers. To make them kings. which you thought had been Our innocent self: this I made good to you In our last conference. in the times past. it is said.To be thus is nothing. Mark Antony's was by Caesar. And put a barren sceptre in my gripe.] Was it not yesterday we spoke together? FIRST MURDERER. Put rancours in the vessel of my peace Only for them. No son of mine succeeding. Thence to be wrench'd with an unlineal hand. pass'd in probation with you How you were borne in hand. fate. "Thus did Banquo. then. MACBETH. Well then. and stay there till we call. and went further. I did so. come. [Exit Attendant. the seed of Banquo kings! Rather than so. how cross'd. into the list." FIRST MURDERER. Who wrought with them.] Now go to the door. as. Do you find Your patience so predominant in your nature. And champion me to the utterance!--Who's there?-[Re-enter Attendant. and in his royalty of nature Reigns that which would be fear'd: 'tis much he dares. My genius is rebuk'd.

To pray for this good man and for his issue. Shoughs. Who wear our health but sickly in his life. Not i' the worst rank of manhood. So is he mine. spaniels. The house-keeper. the hunter. and in such bloody distance. every one According to the gift which bounteous nature Hath in him clos'd. mongrels. my lord. Whose loves I may not drop. Grapples you to the heart and love of us. from the bill That writes them all alike: and so of men. the slow. BOTH MURDERERS. my liege. MACBETH. And I another. And I will put that business in your bosoms. Masking the business from the common eye . I am one. So weary with disasters.That you can let this go? Are you so gospell'd. And beggar'd yours forever? FIRST MURDERER. water-rugs. MACBETH. but wail his fall Who I myself struck down: and thence it is That I to your assistance do make love. if you have a station in the file. Whose heavy hand hath bow'd you to the grave. say it. and though I could With barefac'd power sweep him from my sight. the subtle. Now. in the catalogue ye go for men. True. Both of you Know Banquo was your enemy. To mend it or be rid on't. yet I must not. For certain friends that are both his and mine. Ay. And bid my will avouch it. my liege. and demi-wolves are clept All by the name of dogs: the valu'd file Distinguishes the swift. and greyhounds. curs. whereby he does receive Particular addition. Which in his death were perfect. FIRST MURDERER. Whose execution takes your enemy off. SECOND MURDERER. Whom the vile blows and buffets of the world Have so incens'd that I am reckless what I do to spite the world. We are men. MACBETH. As hounds. tugg'd with fortune. That every minute of his being thrusts Against my near'st of life. That I would set my life on any chance.

my lord. Resolve yourselves apart: I'll come to you anon. Madam. Though our lives-MACBETH. BOTH MURDERERS. I will advise you where to plant yourselves.] . [Exit. The same. LADY MACBETH. I would attend his leisure For a few words. The moment on't.-To leave no rubs nor botches in the work. always thought That I require a clearness.For sundry weighty reasons. Is Banquo gone from court? SERVANT. We shall. FIRST MURDERER. I'll call upon you straight: abide within. [Enter Lady Macbeth and a Servant. Whose absence is no less material to me Than is his father's. that keeps him company. for't must be done to-night And something from the palace.] SCENE II. If it find heaven. my lord. MACBETH. Perform what you command us. Say to the king. Ay. Within this hour at most. SECOND MURDERER.] It is concluded:--Banquo. but returns again to-night.] LADY MACBETH. SERVANT. thy soul's flight. Your spirits shine through you. We are resolv'd. I will. [Exeunt Murderers. and with him. madam. Acquaint you with the perfect spy o' the time. must find it out to-night. [Exit. must embrace the fate Of that dark hour. Another Room in the Palace.-Fleance his son.

nor poison. She'll close. Of sorriest fancies your companions making. dear wife! Thou know'st that Banquo. they are assailable. Naught's had. Be bright and jovial 'mong your guests to-night. LADY MACBETH. Treason has done his worst: nor steel. MACBETH. and his Fleance. Gently my lord. love. Both the worlds suffer. . by destruction. and so. But in them nature's copy's not eterne. So shall I. Come on. LADY MACBETH. MACBETH. I pray. not kill'd it. have sent to peace. O. We have scotch'd the snake. that we Must lave our honors in these flattering streams. Duncan is in his grave. Using those thoughts which should indeed have died With them they think on? Things without all remedy Should be without regard: what's done is done. and be herself. to gain our peace. MACBETH. my lord! why do you keep alone. full of scorpions is my mind. You must leave this. [Enter Macbeth. Malice domestic. But let the frame of things disjoint.LADY MACBETH. Disguising what they are. Where our desire is got without content: 'Tis safer to be that which we destroy. Than on the torture of the mind to lie In restless ecstasy. both with eye and tongue: Unsafe the while. Than. nothing. be you: Let your remembrance apply to Banquo. Present him eminence. dwell in doubtful joy. Ere we will eat our meal in fear. LADY MACBETH. MACBETH.] How now. lives. whilst our poor malice Remains in danger of her former tooth. Can touch him further. foreign levy. and sleep In the affliction of these terrible dreams That shake us nightly: better be with the dead. Whom we. all's spent. sleek o'er your rugged looks. After life's fitful fever he sleeps well. And make our faces vizards to our hearts. There's comfort yet.

Be innocent of the knowledge. Macbeth. Whiles night's black agents to their preys do rouse. seeling night. and the crow Makes wing to the rooky wood: Good things of day begin to droop and drowse. LADY MACBETH. And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale!--Light thickens. [Exeunt. pr'ythee. Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day. Come. A Park or Lawn. Things bad begun make strong themselves by ill: So. go with me.Then be thou jocund: ere the bat hath flown His cloister'd flight. BANQUO. [Within. SECOND MURDERER. FIRST MURDERER. He needs not our mistrust. dearest chuck. What's to be done? MACBETH. . Then stand with us. To gain the timely inn. [Enter three Murderers. The shard-borne beetle. ere to black Hecate's summons. with a gate leading to the Palace. The west yet glimmers with some streaks of day: Now spurs the lated traveller apace.-Thou marvell'st at my words: but hold thee still. THIRD MURDERER.] SCENE III. Till thou applaud the deed. Hark! I hear horses. Hath rung night's yawning peal.] FIRST MURDERER. and near approaches The subject of our watch. since he delivers Our offices and what we have to do To the direction just. ho! SECOND MURDERER. But who did bid thee join with us? THIRD MURDERER. there shall be done A deed of dreadful note.] Give us a light there. with his drowsy hums. The same.

SECOND MURDERER. A banquet . It will be rain to-night. There's but one down: the son is fled. [Enter Banquo. SECOND MURDERER. a light! THIRD MURDERER. THIRD MURDERER. the rest That are within the note of expectation Already are i' the court. Well. A Room of state in the Palace.] SCENE IV. Almost a mile. Stand to't. fly. 'Tis he. Let it come down. Was't not the way? THIRD MURDERER. and say how much is done. from hence to the palace gate Make it their walk. fly! Thou mayst revenge. and Fleance with a torch. FIRST MURDERER. fly.] BANQUO. let's away. The same. [Exeunt. [Assaults Banquo. treachery! Fly. but he does usually. Who did strike out the light? FIRST MURDERER. We have lost best half of our affair. So all men do. Fleance escapes.Then 'tis he. good Fleance. O. FIRST MURDERER.] THIRD MURDERER. His horses go about.--O slave! [Dies. FIRST MURDERER. FIRST MURDERER. A light.] BANQUO.

--There's blood upon thy face. Ourself will mingle with society. See. And play the humble host. Fleance is 'scap'd. Is he despatch'd? MURDERER. Lords. that I did for him. confin'd. We will require her welcome. Pronounce it for me. Lady Macbeth. Our hostess keeps her state. sir. Then comes my fit again: I had else been perfect. yet he's good That did the like for Fleance: if thou didst it. LORDS. 'Tis Banquo's then. MACBETH. to all our friends. in best time. LADY MACBETH. anon we'll drink a measure The table round. Ross. and Attendants. MURDERER. they encounter thee with their hearts' thanks. 'Tis better thee without than he within. [Enter Macbeth.] Be large in mirth. Thanks to your majesty. bound in To saucy doubts and fears. You know your own degrees: sit down. Thou art the nonpareil.] MACBETH.-Both sides are even: here I'll sit i' the midst: [Enter first Murderer to the door. MACBETH. cribb'd. But Banquo's safe? . For my heart speaks they are welcome. Lennox.prepared. MACBETH. Whole as the marble. My lord. MACBETH. Thou art the best o' the cut-throats. As broad and general as the casing air: But now I am cabin'd. At first And last the hearty welcome. founded as the rock. MACBETH. his throat is cut. Most royal sir. MURDERER. but.

Here had we now our country's honor roof'd. MACBETH. and sits in Macbeth's place. His absence. My royal lord. good digestion wait on appetite. What is't that moves your highness? MACBETH. Lays blame upon his promise. Please't your highness To grace us with your royal company? MACBETH.] LADY MACBETH. And health on both! LENNOX.] MACBETH. ourselves. again. [Exit Murderer. [The Ghost of Banquo rises.MURDERER. No teeth for the present.--Get thee gone. Thanks for that: There the grown serpent lies. Which of you have done this? . Sweet remembrancer!-Now. to-morrow We'll hear. You do not give the cheer: the feast is sold That is not often vouch'd. sir. Who may I rather challenge for unkindness Than pity for mischance! ROSS. Here is a place reserv'd. May't please your highness sit. my good lord: safe in a ditch he bides. 'Tis given with welcome. With twenty trenched gashes on his head. MACBETH. MACBETH. Where? LENNOX. to feed were best at home. the worm that's fled Hath nature that in time will venom breed. Were the grac'd person of our Banquo present. my good lord. LENNOX. sir. Ay. The table's full. while 'tis a-making. Meeting were bare without it. The least a death to nature. From thence the sauce to meat is ceremony. Here.

Fie. You shall offend him.] LADY MACBETH. . his highness is not well. What. murders have been perform'd Too terrible for the ear: the time has been. LADY MACBETH. and starts. Ay. keep seat. these flaws. [Ghost disappears. What. and extend his passion: Feed. quite unmann'd in folly? MACBETH. I saw him. you said. and since too.LORDS. our monuments Shall be the maws of kites. LADY MACBETH. ROSS.--Are you a man? MACBETH. O. what care I? If thou canst nod. The fit is momentary. And hath been from his youth: pray you. upon a thought He will again be well: if much you note him. and a bold one. worthy friends:--my lord is often thus. Authoriz'd by her grandam. Ay. Blood hath been shed ere now.-Impostors to true fear. see there! behold! look! lo! how say you?-Why. Thou canst not say I did it: never shake Thy gory locks at me. and regard him not. Gentlemen.-If charnel houses and our graves must send Those that we bury back. Led you to Duncan. Ere humane statute purg'd the gentle weal. i' the olden time.--would well become A woman's story at a winter's fire. If I stand here. speak too. Shame itself! Why do you make such faces? When all's done. rise. my good lord? MACBETH. that dare look on that Which might appal the devil. Sit. MACBETH. for shame! MACBETH. Pr'ythee. O proper stuff! This is the very painting of your fear: This is the air-drawn dagger which. LADY MACBETH. You look but on a stool.

And to our dear friend Banquo. whom we miss: Would he were here! to all. LORDS.That. What man dare. If trembling I inhabit then.-I drink to the general joy o' the whole table. sit still. but now they rise again. With most admir'd disorder. Avaunt! and quit my sight! let the earth hide thee! Thy bones are marrowless. hence! [Ghost disappears. and the pledge. love and health to all. so. Thou hast no speculation in those eyes Which thou dost glare with! LADY MACBETH.--Give me some wine. I have a strange infirmity. MACBETH. I am a man again. protest me The baby of a girl. Then I'll sit down. [Ghost rises again. Think of this. With twenty mortal murders on their crowns. Come. which is nothing To those that know me. my most worthy friends. My worthy lord. Hence. and my firm nerves Shall never tremble: or be alive again. and him.--Pray you.--being gone. And dare me to the desert with thy sword. we thirst. But as a thing of custom: 'tis no other. fill full. the man would die. I do forget:-Do not muse at me. Take any shape but that. Your noble friends do lack you. or the Hyrcan tiger. horrible shadow! Unreal mockery. when the brains were out. LADY MACBETH.] Why. And there an end. LADY MACBETH. You have displaced the mirth. MACBETH. Only it spoils the pleasure of the time. Our duties. I dare: Approach thou like the rugged Russian bear. And push us from our stools: this is more strange Than such a murder is. The arm'd rhinoceros. good peers. And all to all. broke the good meeting. thy blood is cold. .] MACBETH.

Without our special wonder? You make me strange Even to the disposition that I owe. they say. I will to-morrow. and trees to speak. Almost at odds with morning. Question enrages him: at once. brought forth The secret'st man of blood. Returning were as tedious as go o'er: Strange things I have in head. sir? MACBETH. All causes shall give way: I am in blood Step't in so far that. speak not. Augurs. (And betimes I will) to the weird sisters: More shall they speak. ROSS. LENNOX. For mine own good. I hear it by the way. and choughs. And keep the natural ruby of your cheeks. but I will send: There's not a one of them but in his house I keep a servant fee'd. . How say'st thou. for now I am bent to know. A kind good-night to all! [Exeunt all Lords and Atendants. have By magot-pies. And overcome us like a summer's cloud. Which must be acted ere they may be scann'd. MACBETH.MACBETH. blood will have blood: Stones have been known to move. which is which. I pray you. By the worst means.] MACBETH. the worst. that Macduff denies his person At our great bidding? LADY MACBETH. When now I think you can behold such sights. What sights. Good-night. and rooks.--What is the night? LADY MACBETH. Did you send to him. Can such things be. he grows worse and worse. When mine are blanch'd with fear. should I wade no more. and better health Attend his majesty! LADY MACBETH. that will to hand. But go at once. my lord? LADY MACBETH. It will have blood. good-night:-Stand not upon the order of your going. and understood relations.

My strange and self-abuse Is the initiate fear that wants hard use:-We are yet but young in deed. come away" &c. all you have done Hath been but for a wayward son. The heath. which is worse. Enter the three Witches. scorn death. And I. But make amends now: get you gone. beldams as you are. HECATE.] Hark! I am call'd. Your charms. and fear: And you all know. not for you. Great business must be wrought ere noon: Upon the corner of the moon There hangs a vaporous drop profound. Your vessels and your spells provide. [Exeunt. You lack the season of all natures. Have I not reason. [Thunder. And at the pit of Acheron Meet me i' the morning: thither he Will come to know his destiny. grace. the mistress of your charms. and everything beside. as others do. my little spirit. Shall raise such artificial sprites. "Come away. see. Was never call'd to bear my part.LADY MACBETH. how now. Loves for his own ends. meeting Hecate. Why. Shall draw him on to his confusion: He shall spurn fate.] SCENE V. I am for the air. by the strength of their illusion. who. Saucy and overbold? How did you dare To trade and traffic with Macbeth In riddles and affairs of death. Or show the glory of our art? And. security Is mortals' chiefest enemy. Hecate? you look angerly. sleep. Come. I'll catch it ere it come to ground: And that.] FIRST WITCH. [Music and song within. distill'd by magic sleights. The close contriver of all harms. and bear His hopes 'bove wisdom. Sits in a foggy cloud and stays for me. we'll to sleep. this night I'll spend Unto a dismal and a fatal end. . Spiteful and wrathful. MACBETH. As.

-As. Thing's have been strangely borne. Whom. Macduff lives in disgrace. and receive free honours. so should Fleance.] SCENE VI.] LENNOX.] FIRST WITCH. and warlike Siward: That. and 'cause he fail'd His presence at the tyrant's feast. Free from our feasts and banquets bloody knives. I say. if't please you. Forres. But. and wisely too. That had he Duncan's sons under his key. can you tell Where he bestows himself? LORD. My former speeches have but hit your thoughts. let's make haste. .--with Him above To ratify the work. He has borne all things well: and I do think. A Room in the Palace. In pious rage. sleep to our nights. The son of Duncan. Come. I say. I hear. Which can interpret further: only. Men must not walk too late. [Exeunt. From whom this tyrant holds the due of birth. Fleance kill'd.--we may again Give to our tables meat. Who cannot want the thought. For 'twould have anger'd any heart alive. she'll soon be back again. he shall not. For Fleance fled. you may say. how monstrous It was for Malcolm and for Donalbain To kill their gracious father? damned fact! How it did grieve Macbeth! did he not straight. he was dead:-And the right valiant Banquo walk'd too late. by the help of these.[Exit. The gracious Duncan Was pitied of Macbeth:--marry. So that. Lives in the English court and is receiv'd Of the most pious Edward with such grace That the malevolence of fortune nothing Takes from his high respect: thither Macduff Is gone to pray the holy king. peace!--for from broad words. [Enter Lennox and another Lord. an't please heaven. upon his aid To wake Northumberland. To hear the men deny't. the two delinquents tear That were the slaves of drink and thralls of sleep? Was not that nobly done? Ay.--they should find What 'twere to kill a father. Sir.-All which we pine for now: and this report Hath so exasperate the king that he Prepares for some attempt of war. Do faithful homage.

Double. SECOND WITCH. And that well might Advise him to a caution. THIRD WITCH. a Caldron Boiling. Harpier cries:--"tis time. [Exeunt. SCENE I. double. as who should say. Fire. Round about the caldron go." The cloudy messenger turns me his back. In the poison'd entrails throw. burn. SECOND WITCH. to hold what distance His wisdom can provide. In the caldron boil and bake. Enter the three Witches. "You'll rue the time That clogs me with this answer. [Thunder. bubble. and toe of frog.-Toad." LENNOX.LENNOX.] ACT IV. Thrice the brinded cat hath mew'd. not I. FIRST WITCH. Thrice. And hums. 'tis time. Boil thou first i' the charmed pot! ALL. and once the hedge-pig whin'd. and caldron. and unfold His message ere he come. Days and nights has thirty-one Swelter'd venom sleeping got. that a swift blessing May soon return to this our suffering country Under a hand accurs'd! LORD. Eye of newt. He did: and with an absolute "Sir. Some holy angel Fly to the court of England. that under cold stone. toil and trouble. . In the middle.] FIRST WITCH. Fillet of a fenny snake. A dark Cave. Sent he to Macduff? LORD. I'll send my prayers with him.

Root of hemlock digg'd i' the dark. Cool it with a baboon's blood. SECOND WITCH. [Exit Hecate. How now. Black spirits and white. Enchanting all that you put in. mingle. Song. tooth of wolf. and Tartar's lips. you that mingle may. whoever knocks! [Enter Macbeth. double. And now about the cauldron sing. ALL. bubble. and midnight hags! . and slips of yew Sliver'd in the moon's eclipse. THIRD WITCH. And everyone shall share i' the gains. and caldron. burn. well done! I commend your pains. Like a hell-broth boil and bubble. ALL.Wool of bat. Then the charm is firm and good. Lizard's leg.] MACBETH. Nose of Turk. and howlet's wing. O. Finger of birth-strangl'd babe Ditch-deliver'd by a drab. Adder's fork.] SECOND WITCH. Scale of dragon. Mingle. Double. red spirits and gray. Something wicked this way comes:-Open. double. [Enter Hecate. Double. By the pricking of my thumbs. toil and trouble.-For a charm of powerful trouble. and caldron. black. mingle. For the ingredients of our caldron.-Make the gruel thick and slab: Add thereto a tiger's chaudron. maw and gulf Of the ravin'd salt-sea shark. locks. Witch's mummy. Fire. and blind-worm's sting. toil and trouble. bubble. Gall of goat.] HECATE. and tongue of dog. Fire. Like elves and fairies in a ring. burn. you secret. Liver of blaspheming Jew.

Pour in sow's blood. FIRST WITCH. THIRD WITCH. We'll answer. let me see 'em. but say thou naught. Thyself and office deftly show! [Thunder. Though castles topple on their warders' heads. . Even till destruction sicken. that hath eaten Her nine farrow. FIRST WITCH. thou unknown power. Tell me. I conjure you. ALL. Though bladed corn be lodg'd. Though palaces and pyramids do slope Their heads to their foundations.-FIRST WITCH. A deed without a name.-Howe'er you come to know it. He knows thy thought: Hear his speech.What is't you do? ALL. Demand. and trees blown down.--answer me To what I ask you. Come. Call 'em. high or low. and let them fight Against the churches. Say. though the treasure Of nature's germins tumble all together. Or from our masters? MACBETH.--Dismiss me:--enough.] MACBETH. FIRST WITCH. APPARITION. Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth! Beware Macduff. though the yesty waves Confound and swallow navigation up. grease that's sweaten From the murderer's gibbet throw Into the flame.--answer me: Though you untie the winds. by that which you profess. Beware the Thane of Fife. Speak. MACBETH. SECOND WITCH. if thou'dst rather hear it from our mouths. An Apparition of an armed Head rises.

That will never be: Who can impress the forest. Had I three ears. Be bloody. Macduff: what need I fear of thee? But yet I'll make assurance double sure.] MACBETH. thanks. And sleep in spite of thunder. [Thunder. rise never till the wood . Then live.--What is this. Be lion-mettled. for none of woman born Shall harm Macbeth. And take a bond of fate: thou shalt not live. I'd hear thee. [Thunder. rises. and take no care Who chafes. bid the tree Unfix his earth-bound root? Sweet bodements.-FIRST WITCH.] MACBETH.[Descends. [Descends.] That rises like the issue of a king. until Great Birnam wood to high Dunsinane hill Shall come against him. More potent than the first.] APPARITION. APPARITION. or where conspirers are: Macbeth shall never vanquish'd be. with a tree in his hand. Listen. and resolute. He will not be commanded: here's another. An Apparition of a bloody Child rises. That I may tell pale-hearted fear it lies. for thy good caution. Thou hast harp'd my fear aright:--but one word more. who frets. laugh to scorn The power of man. Whate'er thou art.-Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth! MACBETH. but speak not to't.] MACBETH. proud. [Descends. An Apparition of a Child crowned. bold. APPARITION. good! Rebellion's head. And wears upon his baby brow the round And top of sovereignty? ALL.

--if your art Can tell so much. Ay. For the blood-bolter'd Banquo smiles upon me. I'll charm the air to give a sound. and our high-plac'd Macbeth Shall live the lease of nature.] MACBETH. and some I see That twofold balls and treble sceptres carry: Horrible sight!--Now I see 'tis true. Show his eyes. MACBETH. Show! SECOND WITCH. pay his breath To time and mortal custom. I will be satisfied: deny me this. And points at them for his.--Filthy hags! Why do you show me this?--A fourth!--Start.-A third is like the former. sir. Banquo following. Our duties did his welcome pay. And an eternal curse fall on you! Let me know:-Why sinks that cauldron? and what noise is this? [Hautboys. down! Thy crown does sear mine eyeballs:--and thy hair.--shall Banquo's issue ever Reign in this kingdom? ALL.--What! is this so? FIRST WITCH. all this is so:--but why Stands Macbeth thus amazedly?-Come. and grieve his heart. is like the first. And show the best of our delights. Show! ALL. Show! THIRD WITCH. who bears a glass Which shows me many more.Of Birnam rise. and pass over in order.] FIRST WITCH.sisters. While you perform your antic round. the last with a glass in his hand. so depart! [Eight kings appear. . Come like shadows.--Yet my heart Throbs to know one thing: tell me. Seek to know no more. cheer we up his sprites. Thou are too like the spirit of Banquo. That this great king may kindly say. Thou other gold-bound brow. eyes! What. will the line stretch out to the crack of doom? Another yet!--A seventh!--I'll see no more:-And yet the eighth appears.

that bring you word Macduff is fled to England. my lord. Where are they? Gone?--Let this pernicious hour Stand aye accursed in the calendar!-Come in. my lord. Fled to England! LENNOX. without there! [Enter Lennox. MACBETH.[Music.] LENNOX. give to the edge o' the sword His wife. bring me where they are. And damn'd all those that trust them!--I did hear The galloping of horse: who was't came by? LENNOX. What's your grace's will? MACBETH. The Witches dance. MACBETH.] MACBETH. be it thought and done: The castle of Macduff I will surprise. To crown my thoughts with acts. No boasting like a fool. 'Tis two or three. my good lord. [Exeunt. This deed I'll do before this purpose cool: But no more sights!--Where are these gentlemen? Come. And even now. Time. and then vanish. his babes. No indeed. thou anticipat'st my dread exploits: The flighty purpose never is o'ertook Unless the deed go with it: from this moment The very firstlings of my heart shall be The firstlings of my hand. Ay. Came they not by you? LENNOX.] . Seize upon Fife. Saw you the weird sisters? LENNOX. No. Infected be the air whereon they ride. my lord. MACBETH. MACBETH. and all unfortunate souls That trace him in his line.

Her young ones in her nest.] . and his titles. madam. her Son. and Ross. when we are traitors.--I take my leave of you: Shall not be long but I'll be here again: Things at the worst will cease. And do not know ourselves. His mansion. I dare not speak much further: But cruel are the times. I pray you. Fife. He is noble. and yet he's fatherless. and best knows The fits o' the season. and nothing is the love. You know not Whether it was his wisdom or his fear. As little is the wisdom. [Exit. You must have patience. LADY MACDUFF. to make him fly the land? ROSS. I am so much a fool. ROSS.] LADY MACDUFF. Judicious. for your husband. All is the fear. A Room in Macduff's Castle. ROSS. But float upon a wild and violent sea Each way and move. Blessing upon you! LADY MACDUFF. will fight. school yourself: but. LADY MACDUFF. ROSS. The most diminutive of birds. should I stay longer. for the poor wren. in a place From whence himself does fly? He loves us not: He wants the natural touch. He had none: His flight was madness: when our actions do not. My dearest coz.SCENE II. when we hold rumour From what we fear. or else climb upward To what they were before. against the owl. What had he done. wise. where the flight So runs against all reason. [Enter Lady Macduff.--My pretty cousin. Our fears do make us traitors. Wisdom! to leave his wife. to leave his babes. yet know not what we fear. Father'd he is. It would be my disgrace and your discomfort: I take my leave at once.

and yet. As birds do. Thou speak'st with all thy wit. Why. he is dead: how wilt thou do for father? SON.LADY MACDUFF. how will you do for a husband? LADY MACDUFF. Sirrah. mother? Poor birds they are not set for. mother. one that swears and lies. With wit enough for thee. i' faith. SON. Nay. What is a traitor? LADY MACDUFF. The pit-fall nor the gin. Poor bird! thou'dst never fear the net nor lime. Was my father a traitor. Yes. that he was. SON. And must they all be hanged that swear and lie? . I mean. LADY MACDUFF. With what I get. for all your saying. And be all traitors that do so? LADY MACDUFF. What. Then you'll buy 'em to sell again. mother? LADY MACDUFF. Why should I. Ay. SON. My father is not dead. with worms and flies? SON. SON. SON. Why. LADY MACDUFF. I can buy me twenty at any market. and so do they. SON. your father's dead. LADY MACDUFF. and must be hanged. And what will you do now? How will you live? SON. Everyone that does so is a traitor. LADY MACDUFF.

Every one. To do worse to you were fell cruelty.LADY MACDUFF. Heaven preserve you! I dare abide no longer. .] LADY MACDUFF. Then the liars and swearers are fools: for there are liars and swearers enow to beat the honest men and hang up them. LADY MACDUFF. Bless you. SON. poor monkey! But how wilt thou do for a father? SON. the honest men. But I remember now I am in this earthly world. in no place so unsanctified Where such as thou mayst find him. Whither should I fly? I have done no harm. If he were dead. I am too savage. methinks. to do good sometime Accounted dangerous folly: why then.] FIRST MURDERER. how thou talk'st! [Enter a Messenger. with your little ones. Though in your state of honor I am perfect. To fright you thus. it were a good sign that I should quickly have a new father. SON. Do I put up that womanly defence. Where is your husband? LADY MACDUFF. Now. Poor prattler. [Exit. Be not found here. To say I have done no harm?--What are these faces? [Enter Murderers. Which is too nigh your person. Why. hence.] MESSENGER. you'ld weep for him: if you would not. I hope. God help thee. where to do harm Is often laudable. I doubt some danger does approach you nearly: If you will take a homely man's advice. alas. fair dame! I am not to you known. LADY MACDUFF. Who must hang them? LADY MACDUFF.

innocent lamb To appease an angry god. Bestride our down-fall'n birthdom: each new morn New widows howl. Before the King's Palace. and what I can redress. This tyrant. MACDUFF. believe.FIRST MURDERER. MALCOLM. MALCOLM. England. I am young. What I believe. MACDUFF. and pursued by the Murderers. I will. I pray you! [Dies. What you have spoke. but something You may deserve of him through me. and. new sorrows Strike heaven on the face. He hath not touch'd you yet. like good men. SON. it may be so perchance. I'll wail. and yell'd out Like syllable of dolour. . He's a traitor. poor. Let us seek out some desolate shade and there Weep our sad bosoms empty. you egg! [Stabbing him. crying Murder.] Young fry of treachery! SON. Exit Lady Macduff. I am not treacherous. He has kill'd me. But Macbeth is. What. new orphans cry. Thou liest. thou shag-haar'd villain! FIRST MURDERER. As I shall find the time to friend. and wisdom To offer up a weak. that it resounds As if it felt with Scotland. [Enter Malcolm and Macduff. whose sole name blisters our tongues.] SCENE III. Was once thought honest: you have loved him well. What know. mother: Run away.] MALCOLM. Let us rather Hold fast the mortal sword.

There would be hands uplifted in my right. from gracious England. What should he be? MALCOLM. poor country! Great tyranny. withal. though the brightest fell: Though all things foul would wear the brows of grace. and the poor state Esteem him as a lamb. Or wear it on my sword. for all this.--Fare thee well. That which you are. And here. black Macbeth Will seem as pure as snow. and more sundry ways than ever. Angels are bright still. have I offer Of goodly thousands: but. But I shall crave your pardon. Be not offended: I speak not as in absolute fear of you. It weeps. Perchance even there where I did find my doubts. MACDUFF. I have lost my hopes. MACDUFF. those strong knots of love. Yet grace must still look so. But mine own safeties:--you may be rightly just. Bleed. MALCOLM. Let not my jealousies be your dishonors.-Without leave-taking?--I pray you. being compar'd With my confineless harms. my thoughts cannot transpose. Not in the legions Of horrid hell can come a devil more damn'd . By him that shall succeed.-Those precious motives. lord: I would not be the villain that thou think'st For the whole space that's in the tyrant's grasp And the rich East to boot. I think our country sinks beneath the yoke.A good and virtuous nature may recoil In an imperial charge. I think. MACDUFF. For goodness dare not check thee! wear thou thy wrongs. It is myself I mean: in whom I know All the particulars of vice so grafted That. Whatever I shall think. MACDUFF. When I shall tread upon the tyrant's head. Why in that rawness left you wife and child. bleed. lay thou thy basis sure. yet my poor country Shall have more vices than it had before. and each new day a gash Is added to her wounds. it bleeds. when they shall be open'd. The title is affeer'd. More suffer. MALCOLM.

smacking of every sin That has a name: but there's no bottom. grows with more pernicious root Than summer-seeming lust. Devotion. MALCOLM. MALCOLM. I grant him bloody. With other graces weigh'd. that I should forge Quarrels unjust against the good and loyal. none. avaricious. and your maids. confound . false. and this other's house: And my more-having would be as a sauce To make me hunger more. there cannot be That vulture in you. fortitude. I have no relish of them. had I power. In my voluptuousness: your wives. In my most ill-compos'd affection. and it hath been The sword of our slain kings: yet do not fear. mercy. Your matrons. courage. your daughters. perseverance. it hath been The untimely emptying of the happy throne. stableness. malicious. patience. But fear not yet To take upon you what is yours: you may Convey your pleasures in a spacious plenty. I should cut off the nobles for their lands. to devour so many As will to greatness dedicate themselves. Desire his jewels. As justice. were I king. Acting it many ways. verity. the time you may so hoodwink. and my desire All continent impediments would o'erbear. but abound In the division of each several crime. We have willing dames enough. And yet seem cold. This avarice Sticks deeper.In evils to top Macbeth. Sudden. Finding it so inclin'd. I should Pour the sweet milk of concord into hell. such A stanchless avarice. Nay. deceitful. Luxurious. Destroying them for wealth. that. MACDUFF. Bounty. MACDUFF. With this there grows. Uproar the universal peace. MALCOLM. could not fill up The cistern of my lust. Boundless intemperance In nature is a tyranny. That did oppose my will: better Macbeth Than such an one to reign. temperance. Scotland hath foysons to fill up your will. And fall of many kings. But I have none: the king-becoming graces. lowliness. Of your mere own: all these are portable.

MACDUFF.--O my breast. would not betray The devil to his fellow. here abjure The taints and blames I laid upon myself. Child of integrity.] MALCOLM. and delight No less in truth than life: my first false speaking Was this upon myself:--what I am truly. MACDUFF. never was forsworn. was setting forth: Now we'll together. . I am yet Unknown to woman. For strangers to my nature. and Unspeak mine own detraction. speak: I am as I have spoken. Since that the truest issue of thy throne By his own interdiction stands accurs'd And does blaspheme his breed?--Thy royal father Was a most sainted king. Old Siward. reconcil'd my thoughts To thy good truth and honour. Thy hope ends here! MALCOLM. and the chance of goodness Be like our warranted quarrel! Why are you silent? MACDUFF. Is thine and my poor country's to command: Whither. Scotland! MALCOLM. Fare-thee-well! These evils thou repeat'st upon thyself Have banish'd me from Scotland. Oftener upon her knees than on her feet. indeed. With an untitled tyrant bloody-scepter'd. [Enter a Doctor. hath from my soul Wiped the black scruples. Died every day she lived. Fit to govern! No. this noble passion. O Scotland. not to live!--O nation miserable. When shalt thou see thy wholesome days again. Scarcely have coveted what was mine own.All unity on earth. Macduff. the queen that bore thee. and modest wisdom plucks me From over-credulous haste: but God above Deal between thee and me! for even now I put myself to thy direction. Such welcome and unwelcome things at once 'Tis hard to reconcile. Devilish Macbeth By many of these trains hath sought to win me Into his power. before thy here-approach. If such a one be fit to govern. with ten thousand warlike men Already at a point. At no time broke my faith.

'Tis call'd the evil: A most miraculous work in this good king. They presently amend. To the succeeding royalty he leaves The healing benediction. See. poor country. All swoln and ulcerous. [Exit Doctor. I pray you? DOCTOR. who comes here? MALCOLM. MACDUFF. sir: there are a crew of wretched souls That stay his cure: their malady convinces The great assay of art. With this strange virtue. amen. more anon. That speak him full of grace. Stands Scotland where it did? ROSS. Which often. doctor. since my here-remain in England. MACDUFF. I know him now. but yet I know him not.--Comes the king forth. Alas. Ay. Such sanctity hath heaven given his hand. Sir. He hath a heavenly gift of prophecy. What's the disease he means? MALCOLM. Put on with holy prayers: and 'tis spoken.Well. Hanging a golden stamp about their necks. How he solicits heaven. MALCOLM. The mere despair of surgery. but. he cures. [Enter Ross.-Almost afraid to know itself! It cannot . Himself best knows: but strangely-visited people. betimes remove The means that makes us strangers! ROSS. at his touch. I thank you. welcome hither. I have seen him do.] MACDUFF. pitiful to the eye. And sundry blessings hang about his throne. My countryman. My ever-gentle cousin. Good God.] MACDUFF. MALCOLM.

MACDUFF. An older and a better soldier none That Christendom gives out. And all my children? ROSS. Be't their comfort We are coming thither: gracious England hath Lent us good Siward and ten thousand men. . the dead man's knell Is there scarce ask'd for who. Are made. Why. your eye in Scotland Would create soldiers. relation Too nice. MACDUFF. and good men's lives Expire before the flowers in their caps. that rent the air. MACDUFF. For that I saw the tyrant's power a-foot: Now is the time of help. Which I have heavily borne. and groans. MALCOLM. MACDUFF. and yet too true! MALCOLM. To doff their dire distresses. O. make our women fight. No. Which was to my belief witness'd the rather. What's the newest grief? ROSS.Be call'd our mother. Well too. there ran a rumour Of many worthy fellows that were out. Dying or ere they sicken. The tyrant has not batter'd at their peace? ROSS. not mark'd. Each minute teems a new one. is once seen to smile. When I came hither to transport the tidings. well. That of an hour's age doth hiss the speaker. But who knows nothing. Be not a niggard of your speech: how goes't? ROSS. where violent sorrow seems A modern ecstasy. How does my wife? ROSS. Where sighs. MACDUFF. but our grave: where nothing. they were well at peace when I did leave 'em. and shrieks.

Keep it not from me. servants. Merciful heaven!-What. MALCOLM. To add the death of you. children. Would I could answer This comfort with the like! But I have words That would be howl'd out in the desert air. MACDUFF. quickly let me have it. MACDUFF. And I must be from thence! My wife kill'd too? ROSS. ROSS. and bids it break. MACDUFF. all That could be found. Your castle is surpris'd. Which shall possess them with the heaviest sound That ever yet they heard. I have said. Let not your ears despise my tongue for ever. Give sorrow words: the grief that does not speak Whispers the o'er-fraught heart. though the main part Pertains to you alone. MACDUFF. My children too? ROSS. Be comforted: . Humh! I guess at it. No mind that's honest But in it shares some woe. on the quarry of these murder'd deer. MALCOLM. MACDUFF. your wife and babes Savagely slaughter'd: to relate the manner Were. Where hearing should not latch them. What concern they? The general cause? or is it a fee-grief Due to some single breast? ROSS. Wife. If it be mine.ROSS. ROSS. man! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows.

Let's make us medicines of our great revenge, To cure this deadly grief. MACDUFF. He has no children.--All my pretty ones? Did you say all?--O hell-kite!--All? What, all my pretty chickens and their dam At one fell swoop? MALCOLM. Dispute it like a man. MACDUFF. I shall do so; But I must also feel it as a man: I cannot but remember such things were, That were most precious to me.--Did heaven look on, And would not take their part? Sinful Macduff, They were all struck for thee! naught that I am, Not for their own demerits, but for mine, Fell slaughter on their souls: heaven rest them now! MALCOLM. Be this the whetstone of your sword. Let grief Convert to anger; blunt not the heart, enrage it. MACDUFF. O, I could play the woman with mine eye, And braggart with my tongue!--But, gentle heavens, Cut short all intermission; front to front Bring thou this fiend of Scotland and myself; Within my sword's length set him; if he 'scape, Heaven forgive him too! MALCOLM. This tune goes manly. Come, go we to the king; our power is ready; Our lack is nothing but our leave: Macbeth Is ripe for shaking, and the powers above Put on their instruments. Receive what cheer you may; The night is long that never finds the day. [Exeunt.]

ACT V. SCENE I. Dunsinane. A Room in the Castle. [Enter a Doctor of Physic and a Waiting-Gentlewoman.] DOCTOR. I have two nights watched with you, but can perceive no truth in your report. When was it she last walked? GENTLEWOMAN.

Since his majesty went into the field, I have seen her rise from her bed, throw her nightgown upon her, unlock her closet, take forth paper, fold it, write upon it, read it, afterwards seal it, and again return to bed; yet all this while in a most fast sleep. DOCTOR. A great perturbation in nature,--to receive at once the benefit of sleep, and do the effects of watching-- In this slumbery agitation, besides her walking and other actual performances, what, at any time, have you heard her say? GENTLEWOMAN. That, sir, which I will not report after her. DOCTOR. You may to me; and 'tis most meet you should. GENTLEWOMAN. Neither to you nor any one; having no witness to confirm my speech. Lo you, here she comes! [Enter Lady Macbeth, with a taper.] This is her very guise; and, upon my life, fast asleep. Observe her; stand close. DOCTOR. How came she by that light? GENTLEWOMAN. Why, it stood by her: she has light by her continually; 'tis her command. DOCTOR. You see, her eyes are open. GENTLEWOMAN. Ay, but their sense is shut. DOCTOR. What is it she does now? Look how she rubs her hands. GENTLEWOMAN. It is an accustomed action with her, to seem thus washing her hands: I have known her continue in this a quarter of an hour. LADY MACBETH. Yet here's a spot. DOCTOR. Hark, she speaks: I will set down what comes from her, to satisfy my remembrance the more strongly. LADY MACBETH. Out, damned spot! out, I say!-- One; two; why, then 'tis time to do't ;--Hell is murky!--Fie, my lord, fie! a soldier,

and afeard? What need we fear who knows it, when none can call our power to account?--Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him? DOCTOR. Do you mark that? LADY MACBETH. The Thane of Fife had a wife; where is she now?--What, will these hands ne'er be clean? No more o' that, my lord, no more o' that: you mar all with this starting. DOCTOR. Go to, go to; you have known what you should not. GENTLEWOMAN. She has spoke what she should not, I am sure of that: heaven knows what she has known. LADY MACBETH. Here's the smell of the blood still: all the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand. Oh, oh, oh! DOCTOR. What a sigh is there! The heart is sorely charged. GENTLEWOMAN. I would not have such a heart in my bosom for the dignity of the whole body. DOCTOR. Well, well, well,-GENTLEWOMAN. Pray God it be, sir. DOCTOR. This disease is beyond my practice: yet I have known those which have walked in their sleep who have died holily in their beds. LADY MACBETH. Wash your hands, put on your nightgown; look not so pale:--I tell you yet again, Banquo's buried; he cannot come out on's grave. DOCTOR. Even so? LADY MACBETH. To bed, to bed; there's knocking at the gate: come, come, come, come, give me your hand: what's done cannot be undone: to bed, to bed, to bed. [Exit.] DOCTOR.

Menteith. Good-night. led on by Malcolm.-God. And still keep eyes upon her:--so. [Exeunt. and amaz'd my sight: I think. DOCTOR. for their dear causes Would to the bleeding and the grim alarm Excite the mortified man. GENTLEWOMAN. He cannot buckle his distemper'd cause Within the belt of rule. that way are they coming.] SCENE II. The English power is near. Near Birnam wood Shall we well meet them. sir. Revenges burn in them. Who knows if Donalbain be with his brother? LENNOX. and Soldiers. Lennox. Great Dunsinane he strongly fortifies: Some say he's mad. More needs she the divine than the physician. that even now Protest their first of manhood.] MENTEITH. What does the tyrant? CAITHNESS. with drum and colours. that lesser hate him. Caithness. For certain. MENTEITH. good-night: My mind she has mated. . [Enter. CAITHNESS. Remove from her the means of all annoyance. Angus. Do call it valiant fury: but. The Country near Dunsinane. others.Will she go now to bed? GENTLEWOMAN. ANGUS. but dare not speak. God. Directly. good doctor. Foul whisperings are abroad: unnatural deeds Do breed unnatural troubles: infected minds To their deaf pillows will discharge their secrets. for certain. His uncle Siward. and the good Macduff. he is not: I have a file Of all the gentry: there is Siward's son And many unrough youths. forgive us all!--Look after her.

Well. When all that is within him does condemn Itself for being there? CAITHNESS. And mingle with the English epicures: The mind I sway by.] MACBETH. LENNOX. [Enter Macbeth. [Enter a Servant. Dunsinane. and drown the weeds. What's the boy Malcolm? Was he not born of woman? The spirits that know All mortal consequences have pronounc'd me thus. . [Exeunt. like a giant's robe Upon a dwarfish thief. Those he commands move only in command. Macbeth. To dew the sovereign flower. To give obedience where 'tis truly ow'd: Meet we the medicine of the sickly weal.] The devil damn thee black. false thanes. Bring me no more reports. There is ten thousand-MACBETH. in our country's purge. Now minutely revolts upbraid his faith-breach. Or so much as it needs. shall blame His pester'd senses to recoil and start. thou cream-fac'd loon! Where gott'st thou that goose look? SERVANT. Make we our march towards Birnam. and the heart I bear. march we on.] SCENE III. And with him pour we. then. let them fly all: Till Birnam wood remove to Dunsinane I cannot taint with fear.-"Fear not. Now does he feel His secret murders sticking on his hands. Who."--Then fly. MENTEITH. marching. Shall never sag with doubt nor shake with fear. no man that's born of woman Shall e'er have power upon thee. Nothing in love: now does he feel his title Hang loose about him. and Attendants. A Room in the Castle. Each drop of us. Doctor.ANGUS.

Give me my armour. Soldiers. doctor? DOCTOR. so please you. troops of friends. breath. in their stead. Send out more horses. I have liv'd long enough: my way of life Is fall'n into the sear. All is confirm'd. MACBETH. What's your gracious pleasure? MACBETH. [Exit Servant. sir. not loud but deep.--Give me mine armour. patch? Death of thy soul! those linen cheeks of thine Are counsellors to fear. MACBETH.] SEYTON. . What news more? SEYTON. What soldiers. my lord. Seyton!-[Enter Seyton. Hang those that talk of fear. but. Thou lily-liver'd boy. MACBETH. I must not look to have. Go prick thy face and over-red thy fear. my lord. the yellow leaf. whey-face? SERVANT. 'Tis not needed yet. which was reported. When I behold--Seyton. Take thy face hence. Curses. love. and dare not. Not so sick. The English force. And that which should accompany old age.] Seyton!--I am sick at heart.This push Will chair me ever or disseat me now. I'll put it on.-How does your patient. skirr the country round. I'll fight till from my bones my flesh be hack'd. Which the poor heart would fain deny. obedience. mouth-honour.Geese. What soldiers. I say!. villain? SERVANT. SEYTON. As honour. MACBETH.

despatch. or what purgative drug. That keep her from her rest. my good lord. with drum and colours.] SCENE IV. your royal preparation Makes us hear something. and Soldiers.--If thou couldst. the Thanes fly from me.] DOCTOR. MACBETH. . Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow. Angus. [Exit. Ross. Bring it after me.--Doctor.-Come. sir. Profit again should hardly draw me here. give me my staff:-Seyton. Raze out the written troubles of the brain. Macduff. Malcolm. Would scour these English hence? Hear'st thou of them? DOCTOR. Were I from Dunsinane away and clear.As she is troubled with thick-coming fancies. That should applaud again. Cure her of that: Canst thou not minister to a mind diseas'd.--Pull't off. marching. Therein the patient Must minister to himself. I say. And with some sweet oblivious antidote Cleanse the stuff'd bosom of that perilous stuff Which weighs upon the heart? DOCTOR.] MALCOLM. [Enter.-Come. And purge it to a sound and pristine health. Caithness. find her disease. put mine armour on. I hope the days are near at hand That chambers will be safe. cast The water of my land. MACBETH. I would applaud thee to the very echo. MACBETH. Till Birnam forest come to Dunsinane.-What rhubarb. old Siward and his Son. Ay. Country nearDunsinane: a Wood in view. send out. Menteith. [Exeunt all except Doctor.-I will not be afraid of death and bane.--I'll none of it. doctor. Cousins. senna. Throw physic to the dogs. Lennox.

We doubt it nothing. Seyton. [Exeunt. What wood is this before us? MENTEITH. and put we on Industrious soldiership. SIWARD. SIWARD. and Soldiers. Let our just censures Attend the true event. The cry is still. MALCOLM. marching. It shall be done. But certain issue strokes must arbitrate: Towards which advance the war. and make discovery Err in report of us. Hang out our banners on the outward walls. SOLDIERS. MACDUFF. SIWARD. and what we owe. Dunsinane. 'Tis his main hope: For where there is advantage to be given. The time approaches. Within the castle. That will with due decision make us know What we shall say we have.] SCENE V.MENTEITH. Whose hearts are absent too. The wood of Birnam. And bear't before him. Both more and less have given him the revolt.] MACBETH. . We learn no other but the confident tyrant Keeps still in Dunsinane. "They come:" our castle's strength Will laugh a siege to scorn: here let them lie Till famine and the ague eat them up: Were they not forc'd with those that should be ours. thereby shall we shadow The numbers of our host. Macbeth. [Enter with drum and colours. Let every soldier hew him down a bough. and will endure Our setting down before't. And none serve with him but constrained things. Thoughts speculative their unsure hopes relate. MALCOLM.

] Thou com'st to use thy tongue. . out. thy story quickly. But know not how to do it. [Exit. There would have been a time for such a word. methought. my senses would have cool'd To hear a night-shriek. Cannot once start me. [Re-enter Seyton. The queen. I have almost forgot the taste of fears: The time has been.We might have met them dareful. And beat them backward home. and to-morrow. a poor player. That struts and frets his hour upon the stage. and my fell of hair Would at a dismal treatise rouse and stir As life were in't: I have supp'd full with horrors. my lord. say. my good lord. MACBETH.] Wherefore was that cry? SEYTON. To the last syllable of recorded time. Signifying nothing.] MACBETH. is dead. Creeps in this petty pace from day to day. I should report that which I say I saw.-To-morrow. beard to beard. And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. familiar to my slaught'rous thoughts. I look'd toward Birnam. It is the cry of women. She should have died hereafter. sir. MACBETH. And then is heard no more: it is a tale Told by an idiot. full of sound and fury. MESSENGER. brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow. Out.] What is that noise? SEYTON. and to-morrow. Direness. Gracious my lord. MESSENGER. [A cry of women within. As I did stand my watch upon the hill. and anon. [Enter a Messenger. Well.

I 'gin to be a-weary of the sun. [Enter. with boughs. worthy uncle.The wood began to move. If thou speak'st false. old Siward. Let me endure your wrath. arm. and slave! [Strikimg him. MACBETH. Those clamorous harbingers of blood and death.] . and begin To doubt the equivocation of the fiend That lies like truth. MACDUFF.] MESSENGER." and now a wood Comes toward Dunsinane.-I pull in resolution. SIWARD. &c.--Arm. Till famine cling thee: if thy speech be sooth. Macduff. And wish the estate o' the world were now undone. your right-noble son. There is nor flying hence nor tarrying here. "Fear not. Liar. A Plain before the Castle. Lead our first battle: worthy Macduff and we Shall take upon's what else remains to do. with drum and colours. Make all our trumpets speak.-Ring the alarum bell!--Blow. and out!-If this which he avouches does appear. According to our order. if't be not so. Within this three mile may you see it coming. I say. [Exeunt. Shall with my cousin. And show like those you are.. [Exeunt. Let us be beaten.-Do we but find the tyrant's power to-night. wind! come. your leafy screens throw down. Now near enough. The same. wrack! At least we'll die with harness on our back. a moving grove. and their Army. till Birnam wood Do come to Dunsinane.] MALCOLM. if we cannot fight. Fare you well. give them all breath. I care not if thou dost for me as much.] SCENE VI. MACBETH.--You. Upon the next tree shalt thou hang alive. Malcolm.

Macbeth. I cannot fly. [Alarums. with my sword I'll prove the lie thou speak'st. The same.] MACDUFF.-But swords I smile at. My name's Macbeth. Thou'lt be afraid to hear it. abhorred tyrant. YOUNG SIWARD. MACBETH. Brandish'd by man that's of a woman born. or none. Another part of the Plain.] [Alarums. There thou shouldst be. . whose arms Are hired to bear their staves. nor more fearful.--What's he That was not born of woman? Such a one Am I to fear. Enter Macduff. No. No. [They fight. My wife and children's ghosts will haunt me still.--Tyrant. with an unbatter'd edge. I sheathe again undeeded. bear-like I must fight the course. though thou call'st thyself a hotter name Than any is in hell. That way the noise is. Thou wast born of woman. YOUNG SIWARD. The devil himself could not pronounce a title More hateful to mine ear.] MACBETH. MACBETH. and young Seward is slain. Or else my sword. [Exit. either thou.] MACBETH. Thou liest. What is thy name? MACBETH. weapons laugh to scorn.SCENE VII. I cannot strike at wretched kerns. [Enter young Siward.] YOUNG SIWARD. YOUNG SIWARD. They have tied me to a stake. Enter Macbeth. But. show thy face! If thou be'st slain and with no stroke of mine.

] MACBETH.By this great clatter. We have met with foes That strike beside us. Alarums.] SCENE VIII. [Enter Macduff. as make me bleed: Let fall thy blade on vulnerable crests.--the castle's gently render'd: The tyrant's people on both sides do fight. Alarums. SIWARD. my soul is too much charg'd With blood of thine already. MACDUFF. . Turn. This way. the gashes Do better upon them. turn! MACBETH.] SIWARD.] [Enter Malcolm and old Siward. sir. The day almost itself professes yours. The noble thanes do bravely in the war. The same. the castle.-My voice is in my sword: thou bloodier villain Than terms can give thee out! [They fight. [Enter Macbeth. And little is to do. Why should I play the Roman fool. [Exeunt. Enter.] MACDUFF.] MACBETH. Another part of the field. hell-hound. Let me find him. and die On mine own sword? whiles I see lives. Of all men else I have avoided thee: But get thee back. I have no words. Thou losest labour: As easy mayst thou the intrenchant air With thy keen sword impress. MALCOLM. one of greatest note Seems bruited. [Exit. fortune! And more I beg not. my lord.

That palter with us in a double sense. MACDUFF. Angus. Before my body I throw my warlike shield: lay on. by these I see. MACDUFF. "Here may you see the tyrant. my lord. And thou oppos'd. SIWARD. Flourish. as our rarer monsters are. being of no woman born. "Hold. I will not yield. Macduff. . Enter. which must not yield To one of woman born.I bear a charmed life. And damn'd be him that first cries. SIWARD. coward. Some must go off. has paid a soldier's debt: He only liv'd but till he was a man. Macduff is missing. Ross. But like a man he died. So great a day as this is cheaply bought. To kiss the ground before young Malcolm's feet. And live to be the show and gaze o' the time: We'll have thee. with drum and colours. Menteith. enough!" [Exeunt fighting. MALCOLM. Accursed be that tongue that tells me so. Lennox. MALCOLM. Then yield thee. For it hath cow'd my better part of man! And be these juggling fiends no more believ'd. Macduff was from his mother's womb Untimely ripp'd. Despair thy charm. Painted upon a pole. The which no sooner had his prowess confirm'd In the unshrinking station where he fought. ROSS. Your son. Malcolm. MACBETH. and yet. and underwrit. Caithness. and your noble son. and Soldiers. That keep the word of promise to our ear. I would the friends we miss were safe arriv'd. Yet I will try the last.] [Retreat. And break it to our hope!--I'll not fight with thee. And let the angel whom thou still hast serv'd Tell thee. old Siward." MACBETH. And to be baited with the rabble's curse. Though Birnam wood be come to Dunsinane.

king. Ay. And make us even with you. Had he his hurts before? ROSS. and his fiend-like queen.-Who. He's worth more sorrow. Whose voices I desire aloud with mine. God be with him!--Here comes newer comfort. and brought off the field: your cause of sorrow Must not be measur'd by his worth. My thanes and kinsmen. And that I'll spend for him.] MALCOLM. SIWARD. as 'tis thought. Ay. We shall not spend a large expense of time Before we reckon with your several loves.-As calling home our exil'd friends abroad. where stands The usurper's cursed head: the time is free: I see thee compass'd with thy kingdom's pearl That speak my salutation in their minds.] MACDUFF. That fled the snares of watchful tyranny.Then he is dead? FLEANCE. Henceforth be earls. on the front. Hail. King of Scotland! [Flourish. SIWARD. by the grace of Grace. with Macbeth's head. [Re-enter Macduff.--this. . the first that ever Scotland In such an honour nam'd. Hail. What's more to do. and what needful else That calls upon us. Which would be planted newly with the time.-Hail. I would not wish them to a fairer death: And. by self and violent hands Took off her life. and paid his score: And so. MALCOLM. Why then. for so thou art: behold. He's worth no more: They say he parted well. so his knell is knoll'd. God's soldier be he! Had I as many sons as I have hairs. Producing forth the cruel ministers Of this dead butcher. King of Scotland! ALL. SIWARD. for then It hath no end.

] End of Project Gutenberg Etext of Macbeth by Shakespeare PG has multiple editions of William Shakespeare's Complete Works . time.We will perform in measure. and place: So. and to each one. [Flourish. Whom we invite to see us crown'd at Scone. thanks to all at once. Exeunt.