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Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare)
The Tragedie of Macbeth by William Shakespeare .org http://apps.com/ireadit http://myspace. See the index.facebook.com/ireadit This is our 3rd edition of most of these plays.2 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) Books iRead http://booksiread.
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Nay answer me: Stand & vnfold your selfe Bar.Executive Director’s Notes: In addition to the notes below. here are the ﬁrst few lines of Hamlet. the printers often ran 5 . Long liue the King *** As I understand it. Who’s there? Fran. as they are presented herein: Barnardo. and so you will *NOT* think all the spelling errors introduced by the printers of the time have been corrected.
and they didn’t want to spend more on a wider selection of characters than they had to.possibly having used ”vv” in place of some ”w”’s. . many ”scholars” have an extreme . . as I have mentioned in other times and places.and thus.and you may wonder why they did it this way. . and thus you will see some substitutions that look very odd. You will ﬁnd a lot of these kinds of ”errors” in this text. . being unwilling to unpack the cliches. .such as the exchanges of u for v. This was a common practice of the day. . etc. . presuming Shakespeare did not actually write the play in this manner. above.6 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) out of certain words or letters they had often packed into a ”cliche”. . . The answer is that they MAY have packed ”liue” into a cliche at a time when they were out of ”v”’s. .this is the original meaning of the term cliche. as print was still quite expensive. . v for u. . .
org 7 attachment to these errors. please take this into account when reading the comments below made by our volunteer who prepared this ﬁle: you may see errors that are ”not” errors.and determined from the various changes. . . . My father read an assortment of these made available to him by Cambridge University in England for several months in a glass room constructed for the purpose. .in great detail. So. To the best of my knowledge he read ALL those available .http://booksiread. . . This . . and many have accorded them a very high place in the ”canon” of Shakespeare. even though he was in/famous for signing his name with several different spellings. *** Scanner’s Notes: What this is and isn’t. that Shakespeare most likely did not write in nearly as many of a variety of errors we credit him for.
punctuation. can delete everything within the brackets if you want a purer Shakespeare. The elongated S’s have been changed to small s’s and the conjoined ae have been changed to ae. Another thing that you should be aware of is that there are textual differences between var- . Everything within brackets  is what So if you don’t like that you I have added. I have left the spelling. typo’s and expanded abbreviations as I have come across them. capitalization as close as possible to the printed text.8 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) was taken from a copy of Shakespeare’s ﬁrst folio and it is as close as I can come in ASCII to the printed text. I have corrected some spelling mistakes (I have put together a spelling dictionary devised from the spellings of the Geneva Bible and Shakespeare’s First Folio and have uniﬁed spellings according to this template).
The proof run wasn’t thrown away but incorporated into the printed copies.http://booksiread. So there may be differences (other than what I have mentioned above) between this and other ﬁrst folio editions. punctuation errors. If you ﬁnd any scanning errors.org 9 ious copies of the ﬁrst folio.com and davidr@inconnect. . out and out typos. The text I have used was a composite of more than 30 different First Folio editions’ best pages. I hope that you enjoy this. I wish to make this the best etext possible. My email address for right now are firstname.lastname@example.org. or if you disagree with my spelling choices please feel free to email me those errors. This is due to the printer’s habit of setting the type and running off a number of copies and then prooﬁng the printed copy and correcting the type and then continuing the printing run. This is just the way it is.
Vpon the Heath 3. Thunder and Lightning. Scoena Prima. with attendants. Exeunt. Lightning. There to meet with Macbeth 1. Houer through the fogge and ﬁlthie ayre.10 David Reed Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) The Tragedie of Macbeth Actus Primus. and wonne 3. When the Hurley-burley’s done. Alarum within. When shall we three meet againe? In Thunder. Enter King Malcome. or in Raine? 2. I come. When the Battaile’s lost. meeting a bleed- . Scena Secunda. and foule is faire. That will be ere the set of Sunne 1. Gray-Malkin All. Enter three Witches. Lenox. Padock calls anon: faire is foule. Where the place? 2. Donalbaine. 1.
that doe cling together. of the Reuolt The newest state Mal.http://booksiread. 11 King. What bloody man is that? he can report. As two spent Swimmers. for to that The multiplying Villanies of Nature Doe swarme vpon him) from the Westerne Isles Of Kernes and Gallowgrosses is supply’d. Say to the King. Doubtfull it stood.org ing Captaine. with his brandisht Steele. Who like a good and hardie Souldier fought ’Gainst my Captiuitie: Haile braue friend. And Fortune on his damned Quarry smiling. Which smoak’d with bloody exe- . Shew’d like a Rebells Whore: but all’s too weake: For braue Macbeth (well hee deserues that Name) Disdayning Fortune. And choake their Art: The mercilesse Macdonwald (Worthie to be a Rebell. the knowledge of the Broyle. As seemeth by his plight. As thou didst leaue it Cap. This is the Serieant.
and direfull Thunders: So from that Spring. Yes. Or the Hare. Till he vnseam’d him from the Naue toth’ Chops.12 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) cution (Like Valours Minion) caru’d out his passage. I must report they were As Cannons ouer-charg’d . As whence the Sunne ’gins his reﬂection. with Valour arm’d. Dismay’d not this our Captaines. Discomfort swells: Marke King of Scotland. whence comfort seem’d to come. nor bad farwell to him. But the Norweyan Lord. Eagles. surueying vantage. and new supplyes of men. O valiant Cousin. marke. Shipwracking Stormes. Compell’d these skipping Kernes to trust their heeles. And ﬁx’d his Head vpon our Battlements King. Began a fresh assault King. the Lyon: If I say sooth. Macbeth and Banquoh? Cap. as Sparrowes. No sooner Iustice had. Till hee fac’d the Slaue: Which neu’r shooke hands. With furbusht Armes. worthy Gentleman Cap.
http://booksiread. Whence cam’st thou. great King. So they doubly redoubled stroakes vpon the Foe: Except they meant to bathe in reeking Wounds. Where the Norweyan Banners ﬂowt the Skie. God saue the King King.org 13 with double Cracks. Enter Rosse and Angus. The worthy Thane of Rosse Lenox. . Who comes here? Mal. I cannot tell: but I am faint. that seemes to speake things strange Rosse. Norway himselfe. So well thy words become thee. What a haste lookes through his eyes? So should he looke. worthy Thane? Rosse. Or memorize another Golgotha. Assisted by that most disloyall Traytor. as thy wounds. And fanne our people cold. with terrible numbers. They smack of Honor both: Goe get him Surgeons. From Fiffe. My Gashes cry for helpe King.
What he hath lost. Till he disbursed. Ten thousand Dollars. the Norwayes King. The Victorie fell on vs King. And with his former Title greet Macbeth Rosse. at Saint Colmes ynch. Ile see it done King. Great happinesse Rosse. Point against Point. . lapt in proofe. Curbing his lauish spirit: and to conclude. began a dismall Conﬂict. No more that Thane of Cawdor shall deceiue Our Bosome interest: Goe pronounce his present death. That now Sweno. rebellious Arme ’gainst Arme. Till that Bellona’s Bridegroome. Noble Macbeth hath wonne.14 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) The Thane of Cawdor. Confronted him with selfe-comparisons. Craues composition: Nor would we deigne him buriall of his men. to our generall vse King.
Killing Swine 3. Ile dreyne him drie as Hay: Sleepe shall neyther Night nor Day . Enter the three Witches.http://booksiread. Ile giue thee a Winde 1. And the very Ports they blow. Ile doe.org Exeunt. Aroynt thee. the rumpe-fed Ronyon cryes. All the Quarters that they know. Sister. A Saylors Wife had Chestnuts in her Lappe. Sister? 2. and mouncht: Giue me. & mouncht. I’th’ Ship-mans Card. And like a Rat without a tayle. Scena Tertia. quoth I. Witch. And I another 1. 15 1. Master o’th’ Tiger: But in a Syue Ile thither sayle. and Ile doe 2. Her Husband’s to Aleppo gone. And mouncht. I my selfe haue all the other. Ile doe. Thunder. where thou? 1. Th’art kinde 3. Where hast thou beene.
hand in hand. peake. Macb. the Charme’s wound vp. Posters of the Sea and Land. Looke what I haue 2. And thrice againe. a Drumme: Macbeth doth come All. about. to make vp nine.16 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) Hang vpon his Pent-house Lid: He shall liue a man forbid: Wearie Seu’nights. 3. Yet it shall be Tempesttost. Thus doe goe. nine times nine. as homeward he did come. and thrice to mine. Drum within. So foule and faire a day I haue not seene . Shew me. Wrackt. about. shew me 1. The weyward Sisters. Shall he dwindle. Enter Macbeth and Banquo. Here I haue a Pilots Thumbe. Thrice to thine. Peace. A Drumme. and pine: Though his Barke cannot be lost.
haile to thee Thane of Cawdor 3. haile to thee Thane of Glamis 2. All haile Macbeth. And yet are on’t? Liue you. And yet your Beards forbid me to interprete That you are so Mac. and seeme to feare Things that doe sound so faire? i’th’ name of truth Are ye fantasticall. How farre is’t call’d to Soris? What are these. That looke not like th’ Inhabitants o’th’ Earth. All haile Macbeth. that shalt be King hereafter Banq.org 17 Banquo. or are you aught That man may question? you seeme to vnderstand me. By each at once her choppie ﬁnger laying Vpon her skinnie Lips: you should be Women. why doe you start. or that indeed Which outwardly ye shew? My Noble . So wither’d. and so wilde in their attyre. Speake if you can: what are you? 1.http://booksiread. All haile Macbeth. Good Sir.
Thou shalt get Kings. which Graine will grow. Lesser than Macbeth. And say. and greater 2. and which will not. Speake then to me.18 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) Partner You greet with present Grace. of Cawdor? the Thane of Cawdor liues A prosperous Gentleman: And . and of Royall hope. Banquo. yet much happyer 3. Hayle 1. Not so happy. who neyther begge. Stay you imperfect Speakers. and Banquo 1. tell me more: By Sinells death. and Macbeth. That he seemes wrapt withall: to me you speake not. and great prediction Of Noble hauing. But how. Hayle 3. though thou be none: So all haile Macbeth. all haile Macb. I know I am Thane of Glamis. Hayle 2. If you can looke into the Seedes of Time. nor your hate 1. nor feare Your fauors.
to be King, Stands not within the prospect of beleefe, No more then to be Cawdor. Say from whence You owe this strange Intelligence, or why Vpon this blasted Heath you stop our way With such Prophetique greeting? Speake, I charge you. Witches vanish. Banq. The Earth hath bubbles, as the Water ha’s, And these are of them: whither are they vanish’d? Macb. Into the Ayre: and what seem’d corporall, Melted, as breath into the Winde. Would they had stay’d Banq. Were such things here, as we doe
speake about? Or haue we eaten on the insane Root, That takes the Reason Prisoner? Macb. Your Children shall be Kings Banq. You shall be King Macb. And Thane of Cawdor too: went it not so? Banq. Toth’ selfe-same tune and words:
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who’s here? Enter Rosse and Angus. Rosse. The King hath happily receiu’d, Macbeth, The newes of thy successe: and when he reades Thy personall Venture in the Rebels sight, His Wonders and his Prayses doe contend, Which should be thine, or his: silenc’d with that, In viewing o’re the rest o’th’ selfesame day, He ﬁndes thee in the stout Norweyan Rankes, Nothing afeard of what thy selfe didst make Strange Images of death, as thick as Tale Can post with post, and euery one did beare Thy prayses in his Kingdomes great defence, And powr’d them downe before him Ang. Wee are sent, To giue thee from our Royall Master thanks, Onely to harrold thee into his sight, Not pay thee Rosse. And for an earnest of a greater Honor, He bad me, from him, call thee Thane of Cawdor: In which addition, haile most worthy Thane,
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Banq. What, can the Deuill speake true? Macb. The Thane of Cawdor liues: Why doe you dresse me in borrowed Robes? Ang. Who was the Thane, liues yet, But vnder heauie Iudgement beares that Life, Which he deserues to loose. Whether he was combin’d with those
of Norway, Or did lyne the Rebell with hidden helpe, And vantage; or that with both he labour’d In his Countreyes wracke, I know not: But Treasons Capitall, confess’d, and prou’d, Haue ouerthrowne him Macb. Glamys, and Thane of Cawdor: The greatest is behinde. Thankes for your paines. Doe you not hope your Children shall be Kings, When those that gaue the Thane of Cawdor to me, Promis’d no lesse to them Banq. That trusted home, Might yet enkindle you vnto the Crowne, Besides the Thane
Cousins. Shakes so my single state of Man. But ’tis strange: And oftentimes. That Function is smother’d in surmise. cannot be good. Winne vs with honest Triﬂes. whose Murther yet is but fantasticall. a word. Whose horrid Image doth vnﬁxe my Heire. but what is not . I pray you Macb. If good? why doe I yeeld to that suggestion. Commencing in a Truth? I am Thane of Cawdor. to betray’s In deepest consequence.22 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) of Cawdor. If ill? why hath it giuen me earnest of successe. And nothing is. The Instruments of Darknesse tell vs Truths. I thanke you Gentlemen: This supernaturall solliciting Cannot be ill. And make my seated Heart knock at my Ribbes. As happy Prologues to the swelling Act Of the Imperiall Theame. to winne vs to our harme. Two Truths are told. Against the vse of Nature? Present Feares Are lesse then horrible Imaginings: My Thought.
Come what come may. Why Chance may Crowne me. The Interim hauing weigh’d it. wee stay vpon your leysure Macb. Time. Let vs toward the King: thinke vpon What hath chanc’d: and at more time. cleaue not to their mould. let vs speake Our free Hearts each to other Banq.org Banq. your paines are registred. and the Houre. Kinde Gentlemen. . Till then enough: Come friends. Very gladly Macb. Looke how our Partner’s rapt 23 Macb. Giue me your fauour: My dull Braine was wrought with things forgotten. New Honors come vpon him Like our strange Garments. Worthy Macbeth. Where euery day I turne the Leafe. Without my stirre Banq.http://booksiread. To reade them. But with the aid of vse Macb. If Chance will haue me King. runs through the roughest Day Banq.
My Liege. And set forth a deepe Repentance: Nothing in his Life became him. and Attendants. King. Flourish. There’s no Art. Rosse. As ’twere a carelesse Triﬂe King. Hee dy’de. and Angus. Enter Macbeth. . that very frankly hee Confess’d his Treasons. As one that had beene studied in his death. He was a Gentleman. Donalbaine. Is execution done on Cawdor? Or not those in Commission yet return’d? Mal. Like the leauing it. Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) Scena Quarta.24 Exeunt. Enter King. Lenox. Banquo. To ﬁnde the Mindes construction in the Face. To throw away the dearest thing he ow’d. they are not yet come back. Malcolme. implor’d your Highnesse Pardon. on whom I built An absolute Trust. But I haue spoke with one that saw him die: Who did report.
and will labour To make thee full of growing. And hold thee to my Heart . By doing euery thing safe toward your Loue And Honor King. and Seruants. Welcome hither: I haue begun to plant thee. The sinne of my Ingratitude euen now Was heauie on me. Might haue beene mine: onely I haue left to say. and State. Noble Banquo. which doe but what they should. and the loyaltie I owe. That swiftest Wing of Recompence is slow. nor must be knowne No lesse to haue done so: Let me enfold thee.http://booksiread. Children.org 25 O worthyest Cousin. In doing it. and payment. That hast no lesse deseru’d. payes it selfe. The seruice. then more then all can pay Macb. That the proportion both of thanks. Thou art so farre before. Would thou hadst lesse deseru’d. Your Highnesse part. is to receiue our Duties: And our Duties are to your Throne. To ouertake thee. More is thy due.
And binde vs further to you Macb. The Rest is Labor. Thanes. The Haruest is your owne King. We will establish our Estate vpon Our eldest. or else o’re- .26 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) Banq. shall shine On all deseruers. Sonnes. seeke to hide themselues In drops of sorrow. On which I must fall downe. But signes of Noblenesse. My plenteous Ioyes. know. There if I grow. The Prince of Cumberland: that is a step. like Starres. Wanton in fulnesse. And you whose places are the nearest. From hence to Envernes. Kinsmen. whom we name hereafter. and make ioyfull The hearing of my Wife. Malcolme. The Prince of Cumberland: which Honor must Not vnaccompanied. inuest him onely. which is not vs’d for you: Ile be my selfe the Herbenger. My worthy Cawdor Macb. with your approach: So humbly take my leaue King.
they made themselues Ayre. into which they vanish’d. Which the Eye feares. then mortall knowledge. They met me in the day of successe: and I haue learn’d by the perfect’st report. Exeunt. Let not Light see my black and deepe desires: The Eye winke at the Hand: yet let that bee. For in my way it lyes. True worthy Banquo: he is full so valiant. Whose care is gone before.http://booksiread. Whiles I stood rapt in the won- . Scena Quinta. King. Flourish. Starres hide your ﬁres. when it is done to see. to bid vs welcome: It is a peerelesse Kinsman.org 27 leape. I am fed: It is a Banquet to me. Enter Macbeths Wife alone with a Letter. they haue more in them. When I burnt in desire to question them further. Lady. And in his commendations. Let’s after him. Enter.
This haue I thought good to deliuer thee (my dearest Partner of Greatnesse) that thou might’st not loose the dues of reioycing by being ignorant of what Greatnesse is promis’d thee. and Cawdor. great Glamys. and shalt be What thou art promis’d: yet doe I feare thy Nature. that which cryes. Thus thou must doe. if thou haue it. And that . with haile King that shalt be. came Missiues from the King. and referr’d me to the comming on of time. It is too full o’th’ Milke of humane kindnesse. these weyward Sisters saluted me. Art not without Ambition. That would’st thou holily: would’st not play false. who allhail’d me Thane of Cawdor. Thou would’st be great. To catch the neerest way. Glamys thou art.28 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) der of it. And yet would’st wrongly winne. but without The illnesse should attend it. What thou would’st highly. Thould’st haue. by which Title before. Lay it to thy heart and farewell.
Who almost dead for breath. Then wishest should be vndone. Thou’rt mad to say it. Is not thy Master with him? who.org 29 which rather thou do’st feare to doe. Giue him tending. That I may powre my Spirits in thine Eare.http://booksiread. And chastise with the valour of my Tongue All that impeides thee from the Golden Round. Exit Messenger. He brings great . So please you. What is your tidings? Mess. it is true: our Thane is comming: One of my fellowes had the speed of him. High thee hither. Which Fate and Metaphysicall ayde doth seeme To haue thee crown’d withall. wer’t so. Would haue inform’d for preparation Mess. The King comes here to Night Lady. Enter Messenger. had scarcely more Then would make vp his Message Lady. newes.
and passage to Remorse.30 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) The Rauen himselfe is hoarse. Great Glamys. And take my Milke for Gall. by the all-haile hereafter. vnsex me here. That no compunctious visitings of Nature Shake my fell purpose. hold. Thy Letters haue . Stop vp th’ accesse. nor keepe peace betweene Th’ effect. top-full Of direst Crueltie: make thick my blood. And pall thee in the dunnest smoake of Hell. You wait on Natures Mischiefe. That croakes the fatall entrance of Duncan Vnder my Battlements. hold. in your sightlesse substances. That tend on mortall thoughts. Come to my Womans Brests. Come thick Night. To cry. Greater then both. worthy Cawdor. Where-euer. Nor Heauen peepe through the Blanket of the darke. and hit. And ﬁll me from the Crowne to the Toe. That my keene Knife see not the Wound it makes. Come you Spirits. you murth’ring Ministers. Enter Macbeth.
We will speake further. Which shall to all our Nights. He that’s comming. beare welcome in your Eye. Duncan comes here to Night Lady. Looke like the time. Must be prouided for: and you shall put This Nights great Businesse into my dispatch. my Thane. O neuer. My dearest Loue. and Masterdome Macb. Giue solely soueraigne sway.org 31 transported me beyond This ignorant present. as he purposes Lady. your Tongue: looke like th’ innocent ﬂower. and Dayes to come.http://booksiread. Your Hand. To morrow. Lady. is as a Booke. Shall Sunne that Morrow see. But be the Serpent vnder’t. And when goes hence? Macb. and I feele now The future in the instant Macb. Your Face. Onely looke vp cleare: To alter fauor. euer is to feare: . where men May reade strange matters. to beguile the time.
Enter Lady. Enter King. The Templehaunting Barlet does approue. See. By his loued Mansonry. see our honor’d Hostesse: The Loue that followes vs. The ayre nimbly and sweetly recommends it selfe Vnto our gentle sences Banq. sometime is our trouble. Scena Sexta. and Torches. Angus. King. Hoboyes. . nor Coigne of Vantage. and procreant Cradle. Donalbaine. and Attendants. Banquo. This Castle hath a pleasant seat. Exeunt. Macduff. Lenox.32 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) Leaue all the rest to me. that the Heauens breath Smells wooingly here: no Iutty frieze. Rosse. King. Buttrice. and haunt: I haue obseru’d The ayre is delicate. Malcolme. Where they must breed. This Guest of Summer. but this Bird Hath made his pendant Bed.
we rest your Ermites King. And his great Loue (sharpe as his Spurre) hath holp him To his home before vs: Faire and Noble Hostesse We are your guest to night La. Still to . and single Businesse. and broad.org 33 Which still we thanke as Loue. How you shall bid God-eyld vs for your paines. Herein I teach you. and then done double. and the late Dignities. All our seruice. In euery point twice done. to contend Against those Honors deepe. Where’s the Thane of Cawdor? We courst him at the heeles. And thanke vs for your trouble Lady. To make their Audit at your Highnesse pleasure. Wherewith your Maiestie loades our House: For those of old. Your Seruants euer. Heap’d vp to them. themselues.http://booksiread. and what is theirs in compt. and had a purpose To be his Purueyor: But he rides well. Were poore. Haue theirs.
and the end all. It were done quickly: If th’ Assassination Could trammell vp the Consequence. and diuers Seruants with Dishes and Seruice ouer the Stage. then ’twer well. Heere. Exeunt. and catch With his surcease. But in these Cases. Successe: that but this blow Might be the be all. that we but teach Bloody Instructions. Giue me your hand: Conduct me to mine Host we loue him highly. By your leaue Hostesse.34 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) returne your owne King. We still haue iudgement heere. But heere. Then enter Macbeth Macb. Torches. And shall continue. our Graces towards him. Scena Septima. Wee’ld iumpe the life to come. If it were done. vpon this Banke and Schoole of time. Hoboyes. Enter a Sewer. . when ’tis done.
which being taught, returne To plague th’ Inuenter, this euen-handed Iustice Commends th’ Ingredience of our poyson’d Challice To our owne lips. Hee’s heere in double trust; First, as I am his Kinsman, and his Subiect, Strong both against the Deed: Then, as his Host, Who should against his Murtherer shut the doore, Not beare the knife my selfe. Besides, this Duncane Hath borne his Faculties so meeke; hath bin So cleere in his great Ofﬁce, that his Vertues Will pleade like Angels, Trumpet-tongu’d against The deepe damnation of his taking off: And Pitty, like a naked New-borne-Babe, Striding the blast, or Heauens Cherubin, hors’d Vpon the sightlesse Curriors of the Ayre, Shall blow the horrid deed in euery eye, That teares shall drowne the winde. I haue no Spurre To pricke the sides of my intent, but onely Vaulting Ambition, which oreleapes it selfe, And falles on th’ other. Enter
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How now? What Newes? La. He has almost supt: why haue you left the chamber? Mac. Hath he ask’d for me? La. Know you not, he ha’s? Mac. We will proceed no further in this Businesse: He hath Honour’d me of late, and I haue bought Golden Opinions from all sorts of people, Which would be worne now in their newest glosse, Not cast aside so soone La. Was the hope drunke, Wherein you drest your selfe? Hath it slept since? And wakes it now to looke so greene, and pale, At what it did so freely? From this time, Such I account thy loue. Art thou affear’d To be the same in thine owne Act, and Valour, As thou art in desire? Would’st thou haue that Which thou esteem’st the Ornament of Life, And liue a Coward in thine owne Esteeme? Letting I dare not, wait vpon I would, Like the poore Cat i’th’ Addage
Macb. Prythee peace: I dare do all that may become a man, Who dares do more, is none La. What Beast was’t then That made you breake this enterprize to me? When you durst do it, then you were a man: And to be more then what you were, you would Be so much more the man. Nor time, nor place Did then adhere, and yet you would make both: They haue made themselues, and that their ﬁtnesse now Do’s vnmake you. I haue giuen Sucke,
and know How tender ’tis to loue the Babe that milkes me, I would, while it was smyling in my Face, Haue pluckt my Nipple from his Bonelesse Gummes, And dasht the Braines out, had I so sworne As you haue done to this Macb. If we should faile? Lady. We faile? But screw your courage to the sticking place, And wee’le not fayle: when Duncan is asleepe, (Whereto the rather shall his dayes hard Iour-
Shall be a Fume. and vs’d their very Daggers.38 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) ney Soundly inuite him) his two Chamberlaines Will I with Wine. and Wassell. Bring forth Men-Children onely: For thy vndaunted Mettle should compose Nothing but Males. Away. and bend vp Each corporall Agent to this terrible Feat. When we haue mark’d with blood those sleepie two Of his owne Chamber. so conuince. the Warder of the Braine. What cannot you and I performe vpon Th’ vnguarded Duncan? What not put vpon His spungie Ofﬁcers? who shall beare the guilt Of our great quell Macb. I am settled. Who dares receiue it other. That they haue don’t? Lady. and mock the time . That Memorie. and the Receit of Reason A Lymbeck onely: when in Swinish sleepe. As we shall make our Griefes and Clamor rore. Will it not be receiu’d. Vpon his Death? Macb. Their drenched Natures lyes as in a Death.
Hold. Banq. Boy? Fleance. take my Sword: There’s Husbandry in Heauen. Exeunt. The Moone is downe: I haue not heard the Clock Banq. Giue me my Sword: who’s there? Macb. restraine in me the cursed thoughts That Nature giues way to in repose. ’tis later. Sir Banq. Their Candles are all out: take thee that too. False Face must hide what the false Heart doth know. I take’t. Actus Secundus. Enter Banquo. A Friend . How goes the Night. with a Torch before him. and a Seruant with a Torch.http://booksiread.org 39 with fairest show. And she goes downe at Twelue Fleance. Enter Macbeth. And yet I would not sleepe: Mercifull Powers. and Fleance. A heauie Summons lyes like Lead vpon me. Scena Prima.
I dreamt last Night of the three weyward Sisters: To you they haue shew’d some truth Macb. All’s well. not yet at rest? the King’s a bed. Which else should free haue wrought Banq. When ’tis. At your kind’st leysure Macb. We would spend it in some words vpon that Businesse. I thinke not of them: Yet when we can entreat an houre to serue. What Sir. He hath beene in vnusuall Pleasure. it shall make Honor for you .40 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) Banq. Being vnprepar’d. If you shall cleaue to my consent. Our will became the seruant to defect. If you would graunt the time Banq. And sent forth great Largesse to your Ofﬁces. By the name of most kind Hostesse. This Diamond he greetes your Wife withall. And shut vp in measurelesse content Mac.
The Handle toward my Hand? Come. Enter.http://booksiread. Art thou not fatall Vision. when my drinke is ready. Get thee to bed. and Allegeance cleare. sensible To feeling. Exit Banquo. Is this a Dagger. As this which now I draw. and yet I see thee still. a false Creation. Goe bid thy Mistresse. Mine Eyes . Macb. And such an Instrument I was to vse. which I see before me. In seeking to augment it. Proceeding from the heat-oppressed Braine? I see thee yet. I shall be counsail’d Macb. Thankes Sir: the like to you. in forme as palpable. but still keepe My Bosome franchis’d.org 41 Banq. Good repose the while Banq. So I lose none. let me clutch thee: I haue thee not. She strike vpon the Bell. Thou marshall’st me the way that I was going. as to sight? or art thou but A Dagger of the Minde.
Now o’re the one halfe World Nature seemes dead. Which now sutes with it. for feare Thy very stones prate of my whereabout. There’s no such thing: It is the bloody Businesse. which they may walke. he liues: Words to the heat of deedes too cold breath giues. With Tarquins rauishing sides. And on thy Blade. Gouts of Blood. which informes Thus to mine Eyes. the Wolfe. thus with his stealthy pace. . And take the present horror from the time. Whiles I threat. Alarum’d by his Centinell. Which was not so before.42 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) are made the fooles o’th’ other Sences. and wicked Dreames abuse The Curtain’d sleepe: Witchcraft celebrates Pale Heccats Offrings: and wither’d Murther. Whose howle’s his Watch. Or else worth all the rest: I see thee still. and Dudgeon. Thou sowre and ﬁrme-set Earth Heare not my steps. towards his designe Moues like a Ghost.
Duncan. or to Hell. La. Enter Macbeth. Whether they liue.org A Bell rings. Alack. for it is a Knell. And ’tis not done: th’ attempt. Enter Lady. I am afraid they haue awak’d. the Doores are open: And the surfeted Groomes doe mock their charge With Snores. which giues the stern’st good-night. That which hath made the[m] drunk. Confounds vs: . That summons thee to Heauen. hath giuen me ﬁre. Heare it not. That Death and Nature doe contend about them. 43 I goe. The fatall Bell-man. He is about it.http://booksiread. or dye. Hearke. peace: it was the Owle that shriek’d. hath made me bold: What hath quench’d them. and not the deed. Macb. I haue drugg’d their Possets. Scena Secunda. and it is done: the Bell inuites me. Enter. Who’s there? what hoa? Lady.
As I descended? Lady. When? Lady. Did not you speake? Macb. I Macb. And addrest them againe to sleepe Lady.44 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) hearke: I lay’d their Daggers ready. As they had seene me with these . and Amen the other. He could not misse ’em. who lyes i’th’ second Chamber? Lady. My Husband? Macb. I had don’t. There are two lodg’d together Macb. that they did wake each other: I stood. Now Macb. And one cry’d Murther. and heard them: But they did say their Prayers. Had he not resembled My Father as he slept. I haue done the deed: Didst thou not heare a noyse? Lady. I heard the Owle schreame. One cry’d God blesse vs. to say a sorry sight Macb. A foolish thought. and the Crickets cry. There’s one did laugh in’s sleepe. This is a sorry sight Lady. Donalbaine Mac. Hearke.
When they did say God blesse vs Lady. sore Labors Bath. I could not say Amen. the innocent Sleepe. Sleep no more: Macbeth does murther Sleepe. Me thought I heard a voyce cry. What doe you meane? Macb. it will make vs mad Macb. Chiefe nourisher in Life’s Feast Lady. and Amen stuck in my throat Lady. great Natures second Course. But wherefore could not I pronounce Amen? I had most need of Blessing. Balme of hurt Mindes. Still it cry’d.http://booksiread. Consider it not so deepely Mac. Sleepe that knits vp the rauel’d Sleeue of Care. These deeds must not be thought After these wayes: so. and therefore Cawdor Shall sleepe no more: Macbeth shall sleepe no .org 45 Hangmans hands: Listning their feare. Sleepe no more to all the House: Glamis hath murther’d Sleepe. The death of each dayes Life.
That feares a painted Deuill. that thus cry’d? why worthy Thane. and smeare The sleepie Groomes with blood Macb. Why did you bring these Daggers from the place? They must lye there: goe carry them. Inﬁrme of purpose: Giue me the Daggers: the sleeping. Knocke within. to thinke what I haue done: Looke on’t againe. Enter. Ile guild the Faces of the Groomes withall. Whence is that knocking? How is’t . For it must seeme their Guilt. If he doe bleed.46 more Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) Lady. And wash this ﬁlthie Witnesse from your Hand. Who was it. You doe vnbend your Noble strength. to thinke So braine-sickly of things: Goe get some Water. Are but as Pictures: ’tis the Eye of Childhood. Ile goe no more: I am afraid. Macb. and the dead. I dare not Lady.
Knocke. To know my deed.http://booksiread. when euery noyse appalls me? What Hands are here? hah: they pluck out mine Eyes. Knocke. more knocking. Making the Greene one.org 47 with me. Get on your NightGowne. And shew vs to be Watchers: be not lost So poorely in your thoughts Macb. How easie is it then? your Constancie Hath left you vnattended. . Enter Lady. I heare a knocking at the South entry: Retyre we to our Chamber: A little Water cleares vs of this deed. least occasion call vs. Lady. Red. My Hands are of your colour: but I shame To weare a Heart so white. Will all great Neptunes Ocean wash this blood Cleane from my Hand? no: this my Hand will rather The multitudinous Seas incarnardine. Hearke.
Enter a Porter. Knock. . here you’le sweat for’t. Scena Tertia. Here’s a knocking indeede: if a man were Porter of Hell Gate. that hang’d himselfe on th’ expectation of Plentie: Come in time. Wake Duncan with thy knocking: I would thou could’st. Knock. knock. haue Napkins enow about you. Who’s there in th’ other Deuils Name? Faith here’s an Equiuocator. Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) ’Twere best not know my selfe. Knock. Who’s there i’th’ name of Belzebub? Here’s a Farmer. Exeunt. Knock. that could sweare in both the Scales against eyther Scale. Knock. Knocking within. Porter. hee should haue old turning the Key.48 Knocke. Knock.
That you doe lye so late? Port. Enter Macduff. Knock. we were carowsing till the second Cock: And . Knock. Ile Deuill-Porter it no further: I had thought to haue let in some of all Professions.org 49 who committed Treason enough for Gods sake. anon. friend. here you may rost your Goose. and Lenox. for stealing out of a French Hose: Come in Taylor.http://booksiread. Who’s there? ’Faith here’s an English Taylor come hither. Knock. I pray you remember the Porter. Was it so late. yet could not equiuocate to Heauen: oh come in. Knock. Neuer at quiet: What are you? but this place is too cold for Hell. Knock. ere you went to Bed. Knock. Knock. Anon. that goe the Primrose way to th’ euerlasting Bonﬁre. Macd. Knock. Equiuocator. Faith Sir.
and Vrine. Marry. makes him stand too. it prouokes. Therefore much Drinke may be said to be an Equiuocator with Lecherie: it makes him. but it takes away the performance. Drinke gaue thee the Lye last Night Port. and it marres him. equiuocates him in a sleepe. though he tooke vp my Legges sometime.50 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) Drinke. I beleeue. and giuing him the Lye. Sir. and vnprouokes: it prouokes the desire. and dis-heartens him. That it did. it perswades him. What three things does Drinke especially prouoke? Port. is a great prouoker of three things Macd. Sir. leaues him Macd. Sir. and (I thinke) being too strong for him. Sleepe. yet I made a Shift to cast . i’the very Throat on me: but I requited him for his Lye. and not stand too: in conclusion. and it takes him off. Sir. Nose-painting. it sets him on. Lecherie.
Ile bring you to him Macd. for ’tis my limitted seruice. Ile make so bold to call. Noble Sir Macb. Exit Macduffe. I haue almost slipt the houre Macb. Not yet Macd. Good morrow both Macd. 51 Macd. He does: he did appoint so . Is thy Master stirring? Our knocking ha’s awak’d him: here he comes Lenox.org him. Goes the King hence to day? Macb. The labour we delight in. Good morrow. Physicks paine: This is the Doore Macd. He did command me to call timely on him. Enter Macbeth. I know this is a ioyfull trouble to you: But yet ’tis one Macb. Is the King stirring. worthy Thane? Macb. Lenox.http://booksiread.
Enter Macduff. the Life? Lenox. . Confusion now hath made his Master-peece: Most sacrilegious Murther hath broke ope The Lords anoynted Temple. My young remembrance cannot paralell A fellow to it. And did shake Macb. Macd. horror. And (as they say) lamentings heard i’th’ Ayre. Of dyre Combustion. New hatch’d toth’ wofull time. O horror. The Night ha’s been vnruly: Where we lay. What is’t you say. and stole thence The Life o’th’ Building Macb. And Prophecying. and Lenox. our Chimneys were blowne downe. horror. What’s the matter? Macd. Some say. Strange Schreemes of Death. and confus’d Euents. nor name thee Macb. the Earth was Feuorous. ’Twas a rough Night Lenox. Tongue nor Heart cannot conceiue.52 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) Lenox. with Accents terrible. The obscure Bird clamor’d the liue-long Night.
And looke on Death it selfe: vp. speake Macd. and Treason. Ring the Bell. and then speake your selues: awake. Deaths counterfeit. O gentle Lady. vp. Lady. Doe not bid me speake: See.http://booksiread. Shake off this Downey sleepe. and walke like Sprights. ’Tis not for you to heare what I can speake: The repetition in a .org 53 Meane you his Maiestie? Macd. awake. Ring the Alarum Bell: Murther. Banquo. Approch the Chamber. and destroy your sight With a new Gorgon. Bell rings. and Donalbaine: Malcolme awake. To countenance this horror. Macbeth and Lenox. Banquo. As from your Graues rise vp. Exeunt. What’s the Businesse? That such a hideous Trumpet calls to parley The sleepers of the House? speake. Enter Lady. and see The great Doomes Image: Malcolme.
Donal. There’s nothing serious in Mortalitie: All is but Toyes: Renowne and Grace is dead. it is not so. Macb. Banquo. What is amisse? Macb. Lenox. any where. in our House? Ban. Would murther as it fell. I prythee contradict thy selfe. Too cruell. You are. the Fountaine of your Blood Is stopt. the very Source of it is stopt . Had I but dy’d an houre before this chance. I had liu’d a blessed time: for from this instant. alas: What. the Head.54 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) Womans eare. Enter Malcolme and Donalbaine. The Wine of Life is drawne. O Banquo. Our Royall Master’s murther’d Lady. and doe not know’t: The Spring. Enter Macbeth. Enter Banquo. to brag of. and Rosse. and the meere Lees Is left this Vault. Deare Duff. Woe. And say.
So were their Daggers. look’d like a Breach in Nature. No mans Life was to be trusted with them Macb. and Neutrall. and were distracted. & furious. Who can be wise. as it seem’d. Steep’d in the Colours of their Trade. in a moment? No man: Th’ expedition of my violent Loue Out-run the pawser. For Ruines wastfull entrance: there the Murtherers. temp’rate. And his gash’d Stabs. O. That I did kill them Macd. Those of his Chamber. Wherefore did you so? Macb. Oh. had don’t: Their Hands and Faces were all badg’d with blood. lac’d with His Golden Blood. Loyall. His Siluer skinne. yet I doe repent me of my furie. their Daggers Vnmannerly breech’d with gore: who could . by whom? Lenox.http://booksiread. Reason. Here lay Duncan. amaz’d. which vnwip’d.org Macd. we found Vpon their Pillowes: they star’d. Your Royall Father’s murther’d 55 Mal.
hoa Macd. That had a heart to loue. Looke to the Lady: And when we haue our naked Frailties hid. That suffer in exposure. Our Teares are not yet brew’d Mal.56 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) refraine. And so doe I . and seize vs? Let’s away. and in that heart. I ﬁght Of Treasonous Mallice Macd. Feares and scruples shake vs: In the great Hand of God I stand. Nor our strong Sorrow Vpon the foot of Motion Banq. and thence. Where our Fate hid in an augure hole. That most may clayme this argument for ours? Donal. What should be spoken here. to make’s loue knowne? Lady. Looke to the Lady Mal. Why doe we hold our tongues. let vs meet. To know it further. Against the vndivulg’d pretence. And question this most bloody piece of worke. Helpe me hence. May rush. Courage.
And meet i’th’ Hall together All. And let vs not be daintie of leaue-taking. But shift away: there’s warrant in that Theft. So all 57 Macb. is an Ofﬁce Which the false man do’s easie. when there’s no mercie left. Well contented.http://booksiread. What will you doe? Let’s not consort with them: To shew an vnfelt Sorrow. Exeunt. the neerer bloody Malc. . This murtherous Shaft that’s shot. Which steales it selfe.org All. Is to auoid the ayme. Therefore to Horse. Let’s briefely put on manly readinesse. Malc. Ile to England Don. I: Our seperated fortune shall keepe vs both the safer: Where we are. The neere in blood. Hath not yet lighted: and our safest way. there’s Daggers in mens smiles. To Ireland.
’Tis vnnaturall. Was by a Mowsing Owle hawkt at. Thou seest the Heauens. good Father. Old man. Ha. A Faulcon towring in her pride of place. and things strange: but this sore Night Hath triﬂed former knowings Rosse. I haue seene Houres dreadfull. When liuing Light should kisse it? Old man. Threatens his bloody Stage: byth’ Clock ’tis Day. And yet darke Night strangles the trauailing Lampe: Is’t Nights predominance. That Darknesse does the face of Earth intombe. and kill’d .58 Exeunt. or the Dayes shame. Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) Scena Quarta. Within the Volume of which Time. Enter Rosse. Threescore and ten I can remember well. with an Old man. Euen like the deed that’s done: On Tuesday last. as troubled with mans Act.
as they would Make Warre with Mankinde Old man. and Donalbaine the Kings two Sonnes Are stolne away and ﬂed. Thriftlesse Ambition.org 59 Rosse. Those that Macbeth hath slaine Ross. they eate each other Rosse. the Minions of their Race. Enter Macduffe. Why see you not? Ross. What good could they pretend? Macd. They did so: To th’ amazement of mine eyes that look’d vpon’t. that will rauen vp Thine owne liues meanes: . Malcolme. Is’t known who did this more then bloody deed? Macd. Heere comes the good Macduffe. (A thing most strange. and swift. now? Macd. and certaine) Beauteous. And Duncans Horses.http://booksiread. They were subborned. which puts vpon them Suspition of the deed Rosse. Turn’d wilde in nature. Alas the day. ﬂong out. broke their stalls. How goes the world Sir. Contending ’gainst Obedience. ’Gainst Nature still. ’Tis said.
No Cosin. Well may you see things wel done there: Adieu Least our old Robes sit easier then our new Rosse.60 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) Then ’tis most like. Scena Prima. Will you to Scone? Macd. The Sacred Store-house of his Predecessors. and Friends of Foes. Ile to Fife Rosse. And Guardian of their Bones Rosse. Farewell. omnes Actus Tertius. Well. I will thither Macd. Gods benyson go with you. The Soueraignty will fall vpon Macbeth Macd. Where is Duncans body? Macd. . Father Old M. Exeunt. and gone to Scone To be inuested Rosse. He is already nam’d. Carried to Colmekill. and with those That would make good of bad.
http://booksiread. Why by the verities on thee made good. Senit sounded. Rosse. And all-thing vnbecomming Macb. Macb. Glamis. Thou hast it now. It had bene as a gap in our great Feast. their Speeches shine. As the weyard Women promis’d. all. Lady Lenox. and I feare Thou playd’st most fowly for’t: yet it was saide It should not stand in thy Posterity. Lords. But hush. If he had beene forgotten. Cawdor. And Ile request your presence . Heere’s our chiefe Guest La. If there come truth from them.org Enter Banquo. and Attendants. King. And set me vp in hope. May they not be my Oracles as well. 61 Banq. To night we hold a solemne Supper sir. As vpon thee Macbeth. Enter Macbeth as King. But that my selfe should be the Roote. no more. and Father Of many Kings.
not confessing Their cruell Parricide. as will ﬁll vp the time ’Twixt this. and prosperous) In this dayes Councell: but wee’le take to morrow. I. to the which my duties Are with a most indissoluble tye For euer knit Macb. or twaine Macb. We heare our bloody Cozens are bestow’d In England. Goe not my Horse the better. But of that to mor- . I will not Macb. My Lord. and Supper. my Lord. As farre. I must become a borrower of the Night. For a darke houre. Ride you this afternoone? Ban. Faile not our Feast Ban. Let your Highnesse Command vpon me. Is’t farre you ride? Ban. and in Ireland.62 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) Banq. We should haue else desir’d your good aduice (Which still hath been both graue. my good Lord Macb. ﬁlling their hearers With strange inuention.
. to make societie The sweeter welcome: We will keepe our selfe till Supper time alone: While then. When therewithall. Exit Banquo. Goes Fleance with you? Ban. we shall haue cause of State.http://booksiread. Hye you to Horse: Adieu. Lords. God be with you. without the Pallace Gate Macb. Exeunt. Exit Seruant. Crauing vs ioyntly. I wish your Horses swift. Till seuen at Night. my Lord. my good Lord: our time does call vpon’s Macb. Farwell. a word with you: Attend those men Our pleasure? Seruant. I.org 63 row. Bring them before vs. Sirrha. till you returne at Night. They are. Let euery man be master of his time. and sure of foot: And so I doe commend you to their backs.
Whose being I doe feare: and vnder him. My Genius is rebuk’d.64 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) To be thus. They hayl’d him Father to a Line of Kings. that doth guide his Valour. as it is said Mark Anthonies was by Caesar. For them. For Banquo’s Issue haue I ﬁl’d my Minde. There is none but he. is nothing. To act in safetie. Thence to be wrencht with an vnlineall Hand. And put a barren Scepter in my Gripe. He chid the Sisters. Put Rancours in the Vessell of my Peace Onely . the gracious Duncan haue I murther’d. No Sonne of mine succeeding: if’t be so. He hath a Wisdome. but to be safely thus Our feares in Banquo sticke deepe. Then Prophet-like. ’Tis much he dares. Vpon my Head they plac’d a fruitlesse Crowne. And bad them speake to him. When ﬁrst they put the Name of King vpon me. And in his Royaltie of Nature reignes that Which would be fear’d. And to that dauntlesse temper of his Minde.
in our last conference. Exit Seruant. Now haue you consider’d of my speeches: Know. Rather then so. Which held you so vnder fortune. and two Murtherers. how crost: The Instruments: who wrought with them: And all things else.http://booksiread.org 65 for them. It was. the Seedes of Banquo Kings. Past in probation with you: How you were borne in hand. that might To . Now goe to the Doore. and mine eternall Iewell Giuen to the common Enemie of Man. Was it not yesterday we spoke together? Murth. come Fate into the Lyst. so please your Highnesse Macb. To make them Kings. And champion me to th’ vtterance. Well then. in the times past. and stay there till we call. that it was he. Who’s there? Enter Seruant. This I made good to you. Which you thought had been our innocent selfe.
euery one According to the gift. in the Catalogue ye goe for men. the slow. Say. to pray for this good man.66 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) halfe a Soule. We are men. Showghes. You made it knowne to vs Macb. I. Spaniels. The House-keeper. Water-Rugs. and to a Notion craz’d. whose heauie hand Hath bow’d you to the Graue. and Greyhounds. In your nature.Murth. Doe you ﬁnde your patience so predominant. I did so: And went further. which bounteous Nature Hath in him clos’d: whereby he does receiue . the subtle. and Demy-Wolues are clipt All by the Name of Dogges: the valued ﬁle Distinguishes the swift. Curres. As Hounds. Mungrels. Thus did Banquo 1. my Liege Macb. and begger’d Yours for euer? 1. that you can let this goe? Are you so Gospell’d. the Hunter.Murth. And for his Issue. which is now Our point of second meeting.
So wearie with Disasters. Whose execution takes your Enemie off. or be rid on’t Macb.Murth.http://booksiread. Grapples you to the heart. Now.org 67 Particular addition. That I would set my Life on any Chance. my Lord . and loue of vs. Whom the vile Blowes and Buffets of the World Hath so incens’d. Not i’th’ worst ranke of Manhood. And I will put that Businesse in your Bosomes. my Liege. tugg’d with Fortune. if you haue a station in the ﬁle. And I another. from the Bill. that I am recklesse what I doe. say’t.Murth. Who weare our Health but sickly in his Life. Both of you know Banquo was your Enemie Murth. True. To spight the World 1. That writes them all alike: and so of men. I am one. Which in his Death were perfect 2. To mend it.
Though our Liues. and mine. for’t must be done to Night.Murth. my Lord. Who I my selfe struck downe: and thence it is. That euery minute of his being. thrusts Against my neer’st of Life: and though I could With bare-fac’d power sweepe him from my sight. We shall. but wayle his fall. For certaine friends that are both his.Macb. And something from the Pallace: alwayes . Whose loues I may not drop. I will aduise you where to plant your selues. Within this houre. And bid my will auouch it. That I to your assistance doe make loue.Murth. at most. yet I must not.68 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) Macb. Your Spirits shine through you. Performe what you command vs 1. So is he mine: and in such bloody distance. Masking the Businesse from the common Eye. The moment on’t. For sundry weightie Reasons 2. Acquaint you with the perfect Spy o’th’ time.
Madame. must ﬁnde it out to Night. I. Is Banquo gone from Court? Seruant. and with him. Then is his Fathers. my Lord Macb. Madame. Enter. We are resolu’d. Lady. Ile come to you anon Murth. Enter Macbeths Lady. his Sonne. but returnes againe to Night Lady. It is concluded: Banquo. Say to the King. Exeunt. Ile call vpon you straight: abide within. and a Seruant. I will.org 69 thought. . I would attend his leysure. must embrace the fate Of that darke houre: resolue your selues apart. For a few words Seruant.http://booksiread. To leaue no Rubs nor Botches in the Worke: Fleans . thy Soules ﬂight. Scena Secunda. If it ﬁnde Heauen. That I require a clearenesse. that keepes him companie. Whose absence is no lesse materiall to me.
which should indeed haue dy’d With them they thinke on: things without all remedie Should be without regard: what’s done. How now. all’s spent. and be her selfe. Where our desire is got without content: ’Tis safer. Enter Macbeth. Vsing those Thoughts.70 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) Lady. Both the Worlds suffer. not kill’d it: Shee’le close. Whom we. why doe you keepe alone? Of sorryest Fancies your Companions making. is done Macb. Ere we will eate our Meale in feare. to be that which we destroy. That shake vs Nightly: Better be with the dead. and sleepe In the afﬂiction of these terrible Dreames. We haue scorch’d the Snake. Then on the torture . my Lord. haue sent to peace. to gayne our peace. Nought’s had. But let the frame of things dis-ioynt. whilest our poore Mallice Remaines in danger of her former Tooth. Then by destruction dwell in doubtfull ioy.
sleeke o’re your rugged Lookes. Be bright and Iouiall among your Guests to Night Macb. nothing. And make our Faces Vizards to our Hearts. and so I pray be you: Let your remembrance apply to Banquo. Mallice domestique. So shall I Loue. he sleepes well. Treason ha’s done his worst: nor Steele. deare Wife: Thou know’st.http://booksiread. forraine Leuie. that Banquo and his Fleans liues . both with Eye and Tongue: Vnsafe the while. Duncane is in his Graue: After Lifes ﬁtfull Feuer. Come on: Gentle my Lord. Can touch him further Lady. O. Present him Eminence. Disguising what they are Lady. nor Poyson. that wee must laue Our Honors in these ﬂattering streames.org 71 of the Minde to lye In restlesse extasie. full of Scorpions is my Minde. You must leaue this Macb.
What’s to be done? Macb. And the Crow makes Wing toth’ Rookie Wood: Good things of Day begin to droope. eterne Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) But in them. And with thy bloodie and inuisible Hand Cancell and teare to pieces that great Bond. Be innocent of the knowledge. seeling Night. and drowse. . There shall be done a deed of dreadfull note Lady. Whiles Nights black Agents to their Prey’s doe rowse. with his drowsie hums. ere to black Heccats summons The shard-borne Beetle. Skarfe vp the tender Eye of pittifull Day. Till thou applaud the deed: Come. they are assaileable.72 Lady. Which keepes me pale. There’s comfort yet. Natures Coppie’s not Macb. Thou maruell’st at my words: but hold thee still. dearest Chuck. Hath rung Nights yawning Peale. Light thickens. Things bad begun. Then be thou iocund: ere the Bat hath ﬂowne His Cloyster’d ﬂight.
Macbeth 2. hoa 2. that are within the note of expectation. He needes not our mistrust. But who did bid thee ioyne with vs? 3. Then ’tis hee: The rest. I heare Horses Banquo within. Hearke. To gayne the timely Inne. Then stand with vs: The West yet glimmers with some streakes of Day. Exeunt. Alreadie are i’th’ Court .org 73 make strong themselues by ill: So prythee goe with me. Giue vs a Light there. and neere approches The subiect of our Watch 3. To the direction iust 1. and what we haue to doe. Now spurres the lated Traueller apace.http://booksiread. Scena Tertia. 1. Enter three Murtherers. since he deliuers Our Ofﬁces.
Exeunt. Thou may’st reuenge.74 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) 1. let’s away. It will be Rayne to Night 1. ﬂye. Trecherie! Flye good Fleans. We haue lost Best halfe of our Affaire 1. and say how much is done. ﬂye. Well. O Slaue! 3. There’s but one downe: the Sonne is ﬂed 2. ’Tis hee 1. Was’t not the way? 3. Let it come downe Ban. Stand too’t Ban. Who did strike out the Light? 1. from hence toth’ Pallace Gate Make it their Walke. O. So all men doe. 2. A Light. . Almost a mile: but he does vsually. a Light 3. His Horses goe about 3. ﬂye. Enter Banquo and Fleans. with a Torch.
Macb. Enter ﬁrst Murtherer.http://booksiread. but in best time We will require her welcome La. 75 Banquet prepar’d. Lords. Macb. Lady. Lenox. ’Tis Banquo’s then . sit downe: At ﬁrst and last. You know your owne degrees. Our selfe will mingle with Society. to all our Friends. Enter Macbeth. There’s blood vpon thy face Mur. they are welcome. Thankes to your Maiesty Macb. See they encounter thee with their harts thanks Both sides are euen: heere Ile sit i’th’ mid’st. And play the humble Host: Our Hostesse keepes her State. anon wee’l drinke a Measure The Table round. Pronounce it for me Sir.org Scaena Quarta. Rosse. the hearty welcome Lords. For my heart speakes. and Attendants. Be large in mirth.
to morrow Wee’l heare . Most Royall Sir Fleans is scap’d Macb. as the casing Ayre: But now I am cabin’d. that I did for him Mac. Is he dispatch’d? Mur. As broad. thou art the Non-pareill Mur. bound in To sawcy doubts. ’Tis better thee without. Thou art the best o’th’ Cut-throats. But Banquo’s safe? Mur. founded as the Rocke. The least a Death to Nature Macb. Get thee gone. Then comes my Fit againe: I had else beene perfect. Whole as the Marble. Thankes for that: There the growne Serpent lyes. No teeth for th’ present. my good Lord: safe in a ditch he bides. Yet hee’s good that did the like for Fleans: If thou did’st it. and generall. and feares. conﬁn’d. crib’d.76 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) Macb. My Lord his throat is cut. then he within. With twenty trenched gashes on his head. I. the worme that’s ﬂed Hath Nature that in time will Venom breed.
You do not giue the Cheere. The Table’s . Enter the Ghost of Banquo.org our selues againe. the Feast is sold That is not often vouch’d. Here had we now our Countries Honor. may I rather challenge for vnkindnesse. Sweet Remembrancer: Now good digestion waite on Appetite. Were the grac’d person of our Banquo present: Who. roof’d. Exit Murderer. Then pitty for Mischance Rosse. Meeting were bare without it. May’t please your Highnesse sit Macb. And health on both Lenox. with welcome: to feede were best at home: From thence. Macb. and sits in Macbeths place. while ’tis a making: ’Tis giuen. His absence (Sir) Layes blame vpon his promise. My Royall Lord. the sawce to meate is Ceremony. 77 Lady. Pleas’t your Highnesse To grace vs with your Royall Company? Macb.http://booksiread.
If much you note him You shall offend him.78 full Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) Lenox. and regard him not. Where? Lenox. my good Lord? Macb. Pray you keepe Seat. Thou canst not say I did it: neuer shake Thy goary lockes at me Rosse. Are you a man? Macb. Feed. Heere is a place reseru’d Sir Macb. Heere my good Lord. The ﬁt is momentary. And hath beene from his youth. What is’t that moues your Highnesse? Macb. O proper stuffe: This is the very painting of your feare: This is the Ayre-drawne-Dagger . Gentlemen rise. What. I. and extend his Passion. that dare looke on that Which might appall the Diuell La. and a bold one. Which of you haue done this? Lords. vpon a thought He will againe be well. Sit worthy Friends: my Lord is often thus. his Highnesse is not well Lady.
org 79 which you said Led you to Duncan. backe. how say you: Why what care I. I saw him La. if thou canst nod.http://booksiread. Prythee see there: Behold. and since too. The times has bene. Murthers haue bene perform’d Too terrible for the eare. If Charnell houses. at a Winters ﬁre Authoriz’d by her Grandam: shame it selfe. these ﬂawes and starts (Impostors to true feare) would well become A womans story. Why do you make such faces? When all’s done You looke but on a stoole Macb. Fie for shame Macb. our Monuments Shall be the Mawes of Kytes La. Blood hath bene shed ere now. If I stand heere. the . O. What? quite vnmann’d in folly Macb. looke. loe. speake too. That when the Braines were out. i’th’ olden time Ere humane Statute purg’d the gentle Weale: I. and our Graues must send Those that we bury.
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man would dye, And there an end: But now they rise againe With twenty mortall murthers on their crownes, And push vs from our stooles. This is more strange Then such a murther is La. My worthy Lord Your Noble Friends do lacke you Macb. I do forget: Do not muse at me my most worthy Friends, I haue a strange inﬁrmity, which is nothing To those that know me. Come, loue and health to all, Then Ile sit downe: Giue me some Wine, ﬁll full: Enter Ghost. I drinke to th’ generall ioy o’th’ whole Table, And to our deere Friend Banquo, whom we misse: Would he were heere: to all, and him we thirst, And all to all Lords. Our duties, and the pledge Mac. Auant, & quit my sight, let the earth hide thee: Thy bones are marrowlesse, thy blood is cold: Thou hast no speculation in those eyes
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La. Thinke of this good Peeres But as a thing of Custome: ’Tis no other, Onely it spoyles the pleasure of the time Macb. What man dare, I dare: Approach thou like the rugged Russian Beare, The arm’d Rhinoceros, or th’ Hircan Tiger, Take any shape but that, and my ﬁrme Nerues Shall neuer tremble. Or be aliue againe, And dare me to the Desart with thy Sword: If trembling I inhabit then, protest mee The Baby of a Girle. Hence horrible shadow, Vnreall mock’ry hence. Why so, being gone I am a man againe: pray you sit still La. You haue displac’d the mirth, Broke the good meeting, with most admir’d disorder Macb. Can such things be, And ouercome vs like a Summers Clowd, Without our speciall wonder? You make me strange Euen to the
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can behold such sights, And keepe the naturall Rubie of your Cheekes, When mine is blanch’d with feare Rosse. What sights, my Lord? La. I pray you speake not: he growes worse & worse Question enrages him: at once, goodnight. Stand not vpon the order of your going, But go at once Len. Good night, and better health Attend his Maiesty La. A kinde goodnight to all. Exit Lords. Macb. It will haue blood they say: Blood will haue Blood: Stones haue beene knowne to moue, & Trees to speake: Augures, and vnderstood Relations, haue By Maggot Pyes, & Choughes, & Rookes brought forth The secret’st man of Blood. What is the night? La. Almost at oddes with morning, which is which Macb. How say’st thou that Macduff denies
that should I wade no more. More shall they speake: for now I am bent to know By the worst meanes. I will to morrow (And betimes I will) to the weyard Sisters. Returning were as tedious as go ore: Strange things I haue in head. for mine owne good. You lacke the season of all Natures. Did you send to him Sir? Macb. I heare it by the way: But I will send: There’s not a one of them but in his house I keepe a Seruant Feed. Which must be acted. the worst. All causes shall giue way. Scena Quinta.http://booksiread. Come. that will to hand. I am in blood Stept in so farre. that wants hard vse: We are yet but yong indeed. Exeunt. wee’l to sleepe: My strange & self-abuse Is the initiate feare. sleepe Macb. ere they may be scand La.org his person At our great bidding 83 La. .
meeting Hecat. But make amends now: Get you gon. and Trafﬁcke with Macbeth. The close contriuer of all harmes. And at the pit of Acheron Meete me i’th’ Morning: thither he Will come. Why how now Hecat. Great busi- . and euery thing beside. Enter the three Witches.84 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) Thunder. to know his Destinie. Your Charmes. and a Fatall end. Or shew the glory of our Art? And which is worse. Haue I not reason (Beldams) as you are? Sawcy. and wrathfull. all you haue done Hath bene but for a wayward Sonne. and your Spels prouide. you looke angerly? Hec. how did you dare To Trade. Was neuer call’d to beare my part. 1. not for you. who (as others do) Loues for his owne ends. In Riddles. and ouer-bold. I am for th’ Ayre: This night Ile spend Vnto a dismall. Spightfull. and Affaires of death. And I the Mistris of your Charmes. Your Vessels.
Vpon the Corner of the Moone There hangs a vap’rous drop. and a Song.http://booksiread. As by the strength of their illusion. Grace. and stayes for me. Hearke. and another Lord. let’s make hast. Shall raise such Artiﬁciall Sprights. profound. Scaena Sexta. Exeunt. I am call’d: my little Spirit see Sits in Foggy cloud.org 85 nesse must be wrought ere Noone. and Feare: And you all know. &c. Musicke. come away. And that distill’d by Magicke slights. Enter Lenox. Shall draw him on to his Confusion. and beare His hopes ’boue Wisedome. shee’l soone be Backe againe. Sing within. . Ile catch it ere it come to ground. Security Is Mortals cheefest Enemie. 1 Come. Come away. scorne Death. He shall spurne Fate.
and wisely too: For ’twould haue anger’d any heart aliue To heare the men deny’t. He ha’s borne all things well. (As. Haue but hit your Thoughts Which can interpret farther: Onely I say Things haue bin strangely borne. That had he Duncans Sonnes vnder his Key. and’t please Heauen he shall not) they should ﬁnde . That were the Slaues of drinke. Whom you may say (if’t please you) Fleans kill’d. For Fleans ﬂed: Men must not walke too late. and I do thinke. My former Speeches.86 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) Lenox. Who cannot want the thought. How it did greeue Macbeth? Did he not straight In pious rage. the two delinquents teare. and thralles of sleepe? Was not that Nobly done? I. The gracious Duncan Was pittied of Macbeth: marry he was dead: And the right valiant Banquo walk’d too late. So that I say. how monstrous It was for Malcolme. and for Donalbane To kill their gracious Father? Damned Fact.
Do faithfull Homage. All which we pine for now. and is receyu’d Of the most Pious Edward. vpon his ayd To wake Northumberland. and warlike Seyward. and Banquets bloody kniues. for from broad words. I heare Macduffe liues in disgrace. That the maleuolence of Fortune. nothing Takes from his high respect. But peace. sleepe to our Nights: Free from our Feasts. . and receiue free Honors. and cause he fayl’d His presence at the Tyrants Feast. Sir. Thither Macduffe Is gone. That by the helpe of these (with him aboue) To ratiﬁe the Worke) we may againe Giue to our Tables meate.org 87 What ’twere to kill a Father: So should Fleans.http://booksiread. And this report Hath so exasperate their King. can you tell Where he bestowes himselfe? Lord. The Sonnes of Duncane (From whom this Tyrant holds the due of Birth) Liues in the English Court. to pray the Holy King. with such grace.
as who should say. and vnfold His Message ere he come. Actus Quartus. Enter the three Witches. t’ hold what distance His wisedome can prouide.88 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) that hee Prepares for some attempt of Warre Len. you’l rue the time That clogges me with this Answer Lenox. Thunder. Ile send my Prayers with him. that a swift blessing May soone returne to this our suffering Country. Exeunt. He did: and with an absolute Sir. Sent he to Macduffe? Lord. Some holy Angell Flye to the Court of England. not I The clowdy Messenger turnes me his backe. ’tis time . 1 Thrice the brinded Cat hath mew’d 2 Thrice. Scena Prima. ’tis time. and once the Hedge-Pigge whin’d 3 Harpier cries. And that well might Aduise him to a Caution. And hums. Vnder a hand accurs’d Lord.
Fire burne. that vnder cold stone. Like a Hell-broth. boyle and bubble All.http://booksiread. Boyle thou ﬁrst i’th’ charmed pot All. and Howlets wing: For a Charme of powrefull trouble. Fire burne. and Toe of Frogge. toyle and trouble. In the Cauldron boyle and bake: Eye of Newt. double. and . digg’d i’th’ darke: Liuer of Blaspheming Iew. and Cauldron bubble 3 Scale of Dragon. double. Double. Wooll of Bat. Tooth of Wolfe. Double. and Blinde-wormes Sting. Maw. and Cauldron bubble 2 Fillet of a Fenny Snake.org 89 1 Round about the Caldron go: In the poysond Entrailes throw Toad. and Gulfe Of the rauin’d salt Sea sharke: Roote of Hemlocke. toile and trouble. ha’s thirty one: Sweltred Venom sleeping got. Lizards legge. Gall of Goate. Witches Mummey. and Tongue of Dogge: Adders Forke. Dayes and Nights.
Something wicked this way comes: Open Lockes. O well done: I commend your paines. Enter Hecat. For th’ Ingredience of our Cawdron All. and Cauldron bubble 2 Coole it with a Baboones blood. Then the Charme is ﬁrme and good. and slab. toyle and trouble. Make the Grewell thicke.90 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) Slippes of Yew. Fire burne. . Enter Macbeth. Sliuer’d in the Moones Ecclipse: Nose of Turke. And euery one shall share i’th’ gaines: And now about the Cauldron sing Like Elues and Fairies in a Ring. Blacke Spirits. Adde thereto a Tigers Chawdron. &c. and the other three Witches. Hec. and Tartars lips: Finger of Birthstrangled Babe. double. Ditch-deliuer’d by a Drab. Double. 2 By the pricking of my Thumbes. Inchanting all that you put in. Musicke and a Song. who euer knockes.
org 91 Macb. & midnight Hags? What is’t you do? All. Though Castles topple on their Warders heads: Though Pallaces. Euen till destruction sicken: Answer me To what I aske you 1 Speake 2 Demand 3 Wee’l answer 1 Say. and Pyramids do slope Their heads to their Foundations: Though the treasure Of Natures Germaine. I coniure you. if th’hadst rather heare it from our .http://booksiread. black. & Trees blown downe. A deed without a name Macb. by that which you Professe. tumble altogether. (How ere you come to know it) answer me: Though you vntye the Windes. and let them ﬁght Against the Churches: Though the yesty Waues Confound and swallow Nauigation vp: Though bladed Corne be lodg’d. How now you secret.
Macbeth: Beware Macduffe. for thy good caution. an Armed Head. but say thou nought 1 Appar. Call ’em: let me see ’em 1 Powre in Sowes blood. Macbeth. Tell me. thou vnknowne power 1 He knowes thy thought: Heare his speech. Macbeth. He Descends. 1. Or from our Masters Macb. Macb. Come high or low: Thy Selfe and Ofﬁce deaftly show. Thunder. But one word more 1 He will not be commanded: heere’s an- . thanks Thou hast harp’d my feare aright. Macb. Apparation. Beware the Thane of Fife: dismisse me. that hath eaten Her nine Farrow: Greaze that’s sweaten From the Murderers Gibbet. throw Into the Flame All. Enough.92 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) mouthes. What ere thou art.
http://booksiread. That I may tell pale-hearted Feare. What is this. that rises like the issue of a King. with a Tree in his hand. Macbeth. the round And top of Soueraignty? All. a Bloody Childe. it lies. Thunder 3 Apparation. 2 Appar. & resolute: Laugh to scorne The powre of man: For none of woman borne Shall harme Macbeth. Had I three eares. Macbeth Macb. Be bloody. 2 Apparition. Then liue Macduffe: what need I feare of thee? But yet Ile make assurance: double sure. but speake not too’t . Descends. Thunder.org other More potent then the ﬁrst. Il’d heare thee 93 Appar. Listen. bold. Mac. And sleepe in spight of Thunder. And weares vpon his Baby-brow. a Childe Crowned. And take a Bond of Fate: thou shalt not liue. Macbeth.
Descend. That will neuer bee: Who can impresse the Forrest. if your Art Can tell so much: Shall Banquo’s issue euer Reigne in this Kingdome? All. good: Rebellious dead. Yet my Hart Throbs to know one thing: Tell me. who frets. vntill Great Byrnam Wood. I will be satisﬁed. rise neuer till the Wood Of Byrnan rise. and take no care: Who chafes. pay his breath To time. and our high plac’d Macbeth Shall liue the Lease of Nature. proud. Seeke to know no more Macb. Macb. and mortall Custome. to high Dunsmane Hill Shall come against him. Why sinkes that Caldron? & what noise is this? . bid the Tree Vnﬁxe his earthbound Root? Sweet boadments. or where Conspirers are: Macbeth shall neuer vanquish’d be. And an eternall Curse fall on you: Let me know. Deny me this. Be Lyon metled.94 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) 3 Appar.
Horrible sight: Now I see . Why do you shew me this? . and trebble Scepters carry. is like the ﬁrst: A third. Thou art too like the Spirit of Banquo: Down: Thy Crowne do’s seare mine Eye-bals.org Hoboyes 1 Shew 2 Shew 3 Shew 95 All.http://booksiread. so depart. who beares a glasse. and greeue his Hart. That two-fold Balles.A fourth? Start eyes! What will the Line stretch out to’th’ cracke of Doome? Another yet? A seauenth? Ile see no more: And yet the eighth appeares. is like the former. and Banquo last. with a glasse in his hand. And thy haire Thou other Gold-bound-brow. A shew of eight Kings. Macb. Filthy Hagges. Which shewes me many more: and some I see. Come like shadowes. Shew his Eyes.
What? is this so? 1 I Sir. While you performe your Antique round: That this great King may kindly say. For the Blood-bolter’d Banquo smiles vpon me. Lenox. Musicke. Come in. But why Stands Macbeth thus amazedly? Come Sisters. What’s your Graces will Macb. all this is so. cheere we vp his sprights. No indeed my Lord Macb. Came they not by you? Lenox. Where are they? Gone? Let this pernitious houre. Ile Charme the Ayre to giue a sound.96 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) ’tis true. did his welcome pay. Infected be the Ayre whereon they . The Witches Dance. Enter Lenox. Stand aye accursed in the Kalender. No my Lord Macb. and vanish. without there. And shew the best of our delights. Saw you the Weyard Sisters? Lenox. And points at them for his. Our duties. Macb.
my good Lord Macb. Time. And damn’d all those that trust them. giue to th’ edge o’th’ Sword His Wife. thou anticipat’st my dread exploits: The ﬂighty purpose neuer is o’re-tooke Vnlesse the deed go with it. Fled to England? Len. No boasting like a Foole. This deed Ile do. Where are these Gentlemen? Come bring me where they are. before this purpose coole. Seize vpon Fife. . I will surprize.org 97 ride. his Babes. I did heare The gallopping of Horse. From this mo- ment. ’Tis two or three my Lord. And euen now To Crown my thoughts with Acts: be it thoght & done: The Castle of Macduff. that bring you word: Macduff is ﬂed to England Macb. The very ﬁrstlings of my heart shall be The ﬁrstlings of my hand. I.http://booksiread. Who was’t came by? Len. But no more sights. and all vnfortunate Soules That trace him in his Line.
Wife. and Rosse. You know not Whether it was his wisedome. Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) Scena Secunda. in a place From whence himselfe do’s ﬂye? He loues vs not. He wants the naturall touch. Enter Macduffes Wife. where the ﬂight So runnes against all reason . He had none: His ﬂight was madnesse: when our Actions do not. or his feare Wife. As little is the Wisedome. You must haue patience Madam Wife. Her yong ones in her Nest. and nothing is the Loue. His Mansion. her Son. and his Titles. to make him ﬂy the Land? Rosse. Our feares do make vs Traitors Rosse. Wisedom? to leaue his wife.98 Exeunt. For the poore Wren (The most diminitiue of Birds) will ﬁght. What had he done. to leaue his Babes. against the Owle: All is the Feare.
But ﬂoate vpon a wilde and violent Sea Each way. But cruell are the times.org 99 Rosse. yet know not what we feare. And yet hee’s Fatherlesse Rosse. should I stay longer It would be my disgrace. I take my leaue at once. and best knowes The ﬁts o’th’ Season. Father’d he is.http://booksiread. or else climbe vpward. My deerest Cooz. Exit Rosse. . and moue. I am so much a Foole. Iudicious. I pray you schoole your selfe. Wise. Blessing vpon you Wife. I take my leaue of you: Shall not be long but Ile be heere againe: Things at the worst will cease. I dare not speake much further. My pretty Cosine. He is Noble. But for your Husband. and your discomfort. when we are Traitors And do not know our selues: when we hold Rumor From what we feare. To what they were before.
I. your Fathers dead. and so do they Wife. Why should I Mother? Poore Birds they are not set for: My Father is not dead for all your saying Wife. Why I can buy me twenty at any Market Son. Thou’dst neuer Feare the Net. Mother? Wife. Was my Father a Traitor. And yet I’faith with wit enough for thee Son. What with Wormes. he is dead: How wilt thou do for a Father? Son. And what will you do now? How will you liue? Son. Then you’l by ’em to sell againe Wife. nor Lime. Poore Bird.100 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) Wife. Nay how will you do for a Husband? Wife. Sirra. that he was . Yes. As Birds do Mother Wife. and Flyes? Son. nor the Gin Son. The Pitfall. Thou speak’st withall thy wit. With what I get I meane.
What is a Traitor? Wife. And must be hang’d Son. how thou talk’st? Enter a Messenger. And must they all be hang’d. is a Traitor. to beate the honest men. and lyes Son. Why one that sweares. poore Monkie: But how wilt thou do for a Father? Son.http://booksiread. youl’d weepe for him: if you would not. And be all Traitors. Poore pratler. that I should quickely haue a new Father Wife. Euery one Son. that swear and lye? Wife. Then the Liars and Swearers are Fools: for there are Lyars and Swearers enow. and hang vp them Wife. it were a good signe. Euery one that do’s so. that do so Wife. . Who must hang them? Wife. If he were dead. Now God helpe thee. the honest men Son. Why.org 101 Son.
I dare abide no longer. Heauen preserue you. to do good sometime Accounted dangerous folly. Be not found heere: Hence with your little ones To fright you thus. Blesse you faire Dame: I am not to you known. Why then (alas) Do I put vp that womanly defence. Mur. Where such as thou . I doubt some danger do’s approach you neerely. were fell Cruelty. I hope in no place so vnsanctiﬁed. Whether should I ﬂye? I haue done no harme. Me thinkes I am too sauage: To do worse to you. Exit Messenger Wife. To say I haue done no harme? What are these faces? Enter Murtherers. Where is your Husband? Wife. Which is too nie your person. Though in your state of Honor I am perfect. If you will take a homely mans aduice.102 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) Mes. But I remember now I am in this earthly world: where to do harme Is often laudable.
org may’st ﬁnde him Mur. Scaena Tertia. that it resounds As if it felt with Scotland. What you Egge? Yong fry of Treachery? Son. Bestride our downfall Birthdome: each new Morne. What know. Ile waile. Let vs seeke out some desolate shade. Thou ly’st thou shagge-ear’d Villaine Mur. He’s a Traitor 103 Son.http://booksiread. Enter Malcolme and Macduffe. Let vs rather Hold fast the mortall Sword: and like good men. new sorowes Strike heauen on the face. Mal. He ha’s kill’d me Mother. Run away I pray you. new Orphans cry. & there Weepe our sad bosomes empty Macd. and yell’d out Like Syllable of Dolour Mal. What I beleeue. . New Widdowes howle. Exit crying Murther.
As I shall ﬁnde the time to friend: I wil. Was once thought honest: you haue lou’d him well. This Tyrant. Though all things foule. whose sole name blisters our tongues. I haue lost my Hopes Malc. Perchance euen there Where I did ﬁnde . A good and vertuous Nature may recoyle In an Imperiall charge. I am yong. my thoughts cannot transpose. it may be so perchance. What you haue spoke. Angels are bright still. But I shall craue your pardon: That which you are.104 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) beleeue. But Macbeth is. would wear the brows of grace Yet Grace must still looke so Macd. poore innocent Lambe T’ appease an angry God Macd. and wisedome To offer vp a weake. but something You may discerne of him through me. though the brightest fell. and what I can redresse. I am not treacherous Malc. He hath not touch’d you yet.
I pray you. Be not offended: I speake not as in absolute feare of you: I thinke our Country sinkes beneath the yoake. For goodnesse dare not check thee: wear y thy wrongs. There would be hands vplifted in my right: And heere from gracious England .org 105 my doubts. But mine owne Safeties: you may be rightly iust. Without leaue-taking. Why in that rawnesse left you Wife. is affear’d. it bleeds. I thinke withall. Great Tyrrany. It weepes. those strong knots of Loue. And the rich East to boot Mal. What euer I shall thinke Macd. Bleed. and each new day a gash Is added to her wounds. and Childe? Those precious Motiues.http://booksiread. Far thee well Lord. be your Dishonors. Let not my Iealousies. bleed poore Country. For the whole Space that’s in the Tyrants Graspe. The Title. I would not be the Villaine that thou think’st. lay thou thy basis sure.
yet my poore Country Shall haue more vices then it had before. being compar’d With my conﬁnelesse harmes Macd. But for all this.106 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) haue I offer Of goodly thousands. False. Luxurious. blacke Macbeth Will seeme as pure as Snow. I grant him Bloody. Auaricious. smacking of euery sinne That ha’s a name. and more sundry wayes then euer. It is my selfe I meane: in whom I know All the particulars of Vice so grafted. Or weare it on my Sword. Deceitfull. to top Macbeth Mal. By him that shall succeede Macd. When I shall treade vpon the Tyrants head. That when they shall be open’d. But there’s . can come a Diuell more damn’d In euils. Not in the Legions Of horrid Hell. Sodaine. Malicious. and the poore State Esteeme him as a Lambe. What should he be? Mal. More suffer.
could not ﬁll vp The Cesterne of my Lust. such A stanchlesse Auarice. none In my Voluptuousnesse: Your Wiues. Finding it so inclinde Mal.http://booksiread. Better Macbeth. to deuoure so many As will to Greatnesse dedicate themselues. that were I King.org 107 no bottome. The time you may so hoodwinke: We haue willing Dames enough: there cannot be That Vulture in you. and my Desire All continent Impediments would ore-beare That did oppose my will. And fall of many Kings. and your Maides. With this. there growes In my most illcomposd Affection. But feare not yet To take vpon you what is yours: you may Conuey your pleasures in a spacious plenty. Your Matrons. I should cut off the Nobles . Then such an one to reigne Macd. Boundlesse intemperance In Nature is a Tyranny: It hath beene Th’ vntimely emptying of the happy Throne. And yet seeme cold. your Daughters.
As Iustice. to ﬁll vp your will Of your meere Owne. I haue no rellish of them. Mercy. Stablenesse. All these are portable. Nay. Fortitude. Acting it many wayes. Patience. And my more-hauing. into Hell. would be as a Sawce To make me hunger more. But I haue none. This Auarice stickes deeper: growes with more pernicious roote Then Summer-seeming Lust: and it hath bin The Sword of our slaine Kings: yet do not feare. that I should forge Quarrels vniust against the Good and Loyall. but abound In the diuision of each seuerall Crime. Courage. Scotland hath Foysons. Lowlinesse. I should Poure the sweet Milke of Concord. With other Graces weigh’d Mal. Desire his Iewels. The King-becoming Graces. Temp’rance. had I powre. Deuotion. Bounty. Verity. Vprore the vniuer- . Destroying them for wealth Macd. and this others House. Perseuerance.108 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) for their Lands.
O Scotland.org sall peace. O Natio[n] miserable! With an vntitled Tyrant. O my Brest. this Noble passion Childe of integrity. Macduff. When shalt thou see thy wholsome dayes againe? Since that the truest Issue of thy Throne By his owne Interdiction stands accust. These Euils thou repeat’st vpon thy selfe. Hath banish’d me from Scotland. bloody Sceptred. speake: I am as I haue spoken Mac. confound All vnity on earth Macd. Thy hope ends heere Mal. Fare thee well. If such a one be ﬁt to gouerne. And do’s blaspheme his breed? Thy Royall Father Was a most Sainted-King: the Queene that bore thee. reconcil’d my thoughts To thy good . Scotland 109 Mal. hath from my soule Wip’d the blacke Scruples. then on her feet. Fit to gouern? No not to liue.http://booksiread. Oftner vpon her knees. Dy’de euery day she liu’d.
For euen now I put my selfe to thy Direction. and my poore Countries to command: Whither indeed. was setting foorth: Now wee’l together. I am yet Vnknowne to Woman. neuer was forsworne. At no time broke my Faith. What I am truly Is thine.110 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) Truth. would not betray The Deuill to his Fellow. Heere abiure The taints. before they heere approach Old Seyward with ten thousand warlike men Already at a point. and Vnspeake mine owne detraction. and delight No lesse in truth then life. Scarsely haue coueted what was mine owne. For strangers to my Nature. hath sought to win me Into his power: and modest Wisedome pluckes me From ouer-credulous hast: but God aboue Deale betweene thee and me. Diuellish Macbeth. and the chance of goodnesse Be like our . and blames I laide vpon my selfe. and Honor. My ﬁrst false speaking Was this vpon my selfe. By many of these traines.
org 111 warranted Quarrell. and vnwelcom things at once ’Tis hard to reconcile. Why are you silent? Macd. Comes the King forth I pray you? Doct. Such sanctity hath Heauen giuen his hand. Well. What’s the Disease he meanes? Mal. I haue seene him do: How he solicites heauen Himselfe best knowes: but strangely visited people All swolne and Vlcerous. Mal. he cures.http://booksiread. Put on with holy Prayers. They presently amend. Enter a Doctor. I thanke you Doctor Macd. Such welcome. Tis call’d the Euill. Mal. A most myraculous worke in this good King. Enter. I Sir: there are a crew of wretched Soules That stay his Cure: their malady conuinces The great assay of Art. The meere dispaire of Surgery. Which often since my heere remaine in England. more anon. Hanging a golden stampe about their neckes. . But at his touch. pittifull to the eye.
welcome hither Malc. Good God betimes remoue The meanes that makes vs Strangers Rosse. Almost affraid to know it selfe. Sir.112 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) and ’tis spoken To the succeeding Royalty he leaues The healing Benediction. See who comes heere Malc. I know him now. Enter Rosse. Amen Macd. Alas poore Countrey. is once seene to smile: Where sighes. where nothing But who knowes nothing. Macd. It cannot Be call’d our Mother. and groanes. not mark’d: Where violent sorrow seemes A Mod- . but our Graue. And sundry Blessings hang about his Throne. That speake him full of Grace. Stands Scotland where it did? Rosse. He hath a heauenly guift of Prophesie. My Countryman: but yet I know him not Macd. and shrieks that rent the ayre Are made. My euer gentle Cozen. With this strange vertue.
org 113 erne extasie: The Deadmans knell. too nice. That of an houres age. when I did leaue ’em Macd. The Tyrant ha’s not batter’d at their peace? Rosse. For that I saw the Tyrants Power a-foot. there ran a Rumour Of many worthy Fellowes. they were wel at peace. How do’s my Wife? Rosse. or ere they sicken Macd. Now is the time of helpe: your eye . that were out. doth hisse the speaker. What’s the newest griefe? Rosse. Is there scarse ask’d for who.http://booksiread. Dying. Oh Relation. and good mens liues Expire before the Flowers in their Caps. Each minute teemes a new one Macd. When I came hither to transport the Tydings Which I haue heauily borne. Be not a niggard of your speech: How gos’t? Rosse. No. Why well Macd. and yet too true Malc. Which was to my beleefe witnest the rather. Well too Macd. And all my Children? Rosse.
though the maine part Pertaines to you alone Macd. and ten thousand men.114 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) in Scotland Would create Soldiours. What concerne they. none That Christendome giues out Rosse. Where hearing should not latch them Macd. The generall cause. No minde that’s honest But in it shares some woe. An older. quickly let me haue it Rosse. and a better Souldier. Bee’t their comfort We are comming thither: Gracious England hath Lent vs good Seyward. Let not your eares dispise my tongue . or is it a Fee-griefe Due to some single brest? Rosse. But I haue words That would be howl’d out in the desert ayre. If it be mine Keepe it not from me. Would I could answer This comfort with the like. To doffe their dire distresses Malc. make our women ﬁght.
To cure this deadly greefe Macd. Mercifull Heauen: What man. He ha’s no Children. and Babes Sauagely slaughter’d: To relate the manner Were on the Quarry of these murther’d Deere To adde the death of you Malc. . Whispers the o’re-fraught heart. All my pretty ones? Did you say All? Oh Hell-Kite! All? What. Be comforted. And I must be from thence? My wife kil’d too? Rosse. all that could be found Macd. Which shall possesse them with the heauiest sound that euer yet they heard Macd. Humh: I guesse at it Rosse. and bids it breake Macd. the griefe that do’s not speake.org 115 for euer. Wife. Your Castle is surpriz’d: your Wife. My Children too? Ro. Seruants. ne’re pull your hat vpon your browes: Giue sorrow words. Children.http://booksiread. Let’s make vs Med’cines of our great Reuenge. I haue said Malc.
and their Damme At one fell swoope? Malc. I cannot but remember such things were That were most precious to me: Did heauen looke on.116 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) All my pretty Chickens. enrage it Macd. Dispute it like a man Macd. And Braggart with my tongue. They were all strooke for thee: Naught that I am. Not for their owne demerits. I shall do so: But I must also feele it as a man. O I could play the woman with mine eyes. Bring thou this Fiend of Scotland. And would not take their part? Sinfull Macduff. let griefe Conuert to anger: blunt not the heart. and my selfe Within my Swords length set him. Be this the Whetstone of your sword. if he scape Heauen forgiue him too . Cut short all intermission: Front to Front. but for mine Fell slaughter on their soules: Heauen rest them now Mal. But gentle Heauens.
The Night is long. and the Powres aboue Put on their Instruments: Receiue what cheere you may.http://booksiread. afterwards Seale it. Doct. our Power is ready.org 117 Mal. yet all this while in a most fast sleepe . Enter a Doctor of Physicke. read it. I haue seene her rise from her bed. Actus Quintus. Our lacke is nothing but our leaue. Exeunt. This time goes manly: Come go we to the King. but can perceiue no truth in your report. take foorth paper. throw her Night-Gown vppon her. Macbeth Is ripe for shaking. I haue too Nights watch’d with you. vnlocke her Closset. write vpon’t. Since his Maiesty went into the Field. folde it. that neuer ﬁndes the Day. and a Wayting Gentlewoman. When was it shee last walk’d? Gent. and againe returne to bed. Scena Prima.
That Sir. How came she by that light? Gent. You see her eyes are open . and ’tis most meet you should Gent. and do the effects of watching. Enter Lady. what (at any time) haue you heard her say? Gent. A great perturbation in Nature. In this slumbry agitation. to receyue at once the beneﬁt of sleep. stand close Doct. Lo you. ’tis her command Doct.118 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) Doct. You may to me. with a Taper. and vpon my life fast asleepe: obserue her. which I will not report after her Doct. hauing no witnesse to conﬁrme my speech. heere she comes: This is her very guise. Why it stood by her: she ha’s light by her continually. nor any one. besides her walking. Neither to you. and other actuall performances.
The Thane of Fife. I. I will set downe what comes from her. Fye. when none can call our powre to accompt: yet who would haue thought the olde man to haue had so much blood in him Doct. Heark. ﬁe. Out damned spot: out I say. she speaks. Do you marke that? Lad. my Lord.org Gent. to satisﬁe my remembrance the more strongly La. to seeme thus washing her hands: I haue knowne her continue in this a quarter of an houre Lad. and affear’d? what need we feare? who knowes it. Yet heere’s a spot Doct. One: Two: Why then ’tis time to doo’t: Hell is murky. What is it she do’s now? Looke how she rubbes her hands Gent. but their sense are shut 119 Doct. It is an accustom’d action with her.http://booksiread. a Souldier. had a wife: where is she now? What will .
120 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) these hands ne’re be cleane? No more o’that my Lord. I would not haue such a heart in my bosome. She ha’s spoke what shee should not. Well. Oh. I am sure of that: Heauen knowes what she ha’s knowne La. Pray God it be sir Doct. well. well Gent. oh Doct. go too: You haue knowne what you should not Gent. Go too. oh. What a sigh is there? The hart is sorely charg’d Gent. This disease is beyond my practise: yet I haue knowne those which haue walkt in . Heere’s the smell of the blood still: all the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand. for the dignity of the whole body Doct. no more o’that: you marre all with this starting Doct.
Doct. To bed. My minde she ha’s mated. looke not so pale: I tell you yet againe Banquo’s buried. To bed. come. Directly Doct. giue me your hand: What’s done. come. Remoue from her the meanes of all annoyance. and amaz’d my sight. then the Physitian: God. I thinke. Foule whisp’rings are abroad: vnnaturall deeds Do breed vnnaturall troubles: infected mindes To their deafe pillowes will discharge their Secrets: More needs she the Diuine. he cannot come out on’s graue Doct. to bed: there’s knocking at the gate: Come. come. God forgiue vs all. Euen so? Lady.http://booksiread. who haue dyed holily in their beds Lad. put on your NightGowne. but dare not speake . Exit Lady. cannot be vndone. Will she go now to bed? Gent. Looke after her. Wash your hands. And still keepe eyes vpon her: So goodnight.org 121 their sleep. to bed. to bed.
Cathnes. Scena Secunda.122 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) Gent. he is not: I haue a File Of all the Gentry. led on by Malcolm. Ment. there is Seywards Sonne. Reuenges burne in them: for their deere causes Would to the bleeding. For certaine Sir. and the good Macduff. that euen now Protest their ﬁrst of Manhood Ment. Good night good Doctor. Neere Byrnan wood Shall we well meet them. Exeunt. Drum and Colours. The English powre is neere. Enter Menteth. What do’s the Tyrant Cath. Soldiers. Angus. that way are they comming Cath. Who knowes if Donalbane be with his brother? Len. And many vnruffe youths. Great Dunsinane he strongly Forti- . His Vnkle Seyward. Lenox. and the grim Alarme Excite the mortiﬁed man Ang.
Nothing in loue: Now do’s he feele his Title Hang loose about him. and start. but for certaine He cannot buckle his distemper’d cause Within the belt of Rule Ang. Or so much as it needes.org 123 ﬁes: Some say hee’s mad: Others. moue onely in command. To giue Obedience. Well. Do call it valiant Fury. Now minutely Reuolts vpbraid his Faith-breach: Those he commands. that lesser hate him.http://booksiread. where ’tis truly ow’d: Meet we the Med’cine of the sickly Weale. Now do’s he feele His secret Murthers sticking on his hands. for being there Cath. march we on. And with him poure we in our Countries purge. do’s condemne It selfe. Who then shall blame His pester’d Senses to recoyle. like a Giants Robe Vpon a dwarﬁsh Theefe Ment. Each drop of vs Lenox. When all that is within him. To dew .
And mingle with the English Epicures. Scaena Tertia. and drowne the Weeds: Make we our March towards Birnan. no man that’s borne of woman Shall ere haue power vpon thee. Exeunt. Enter Macbeth. Macb. The diuell damne thee blacke. The minde I sway by. Shall neuer sagge with doubt. let them ﬂye all: Till Byrnane wood remoue to Dunsinane. Enter Seruant. marching. and the heart I beare. nor shake with feare. Then ﬂy false Thanes. Doctor. I cannot taint with Feare. haue pronounc’d me thus: Feare not Macbeth.124 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) the Soueraigne Flower. thou creamfac’d Loone: Where got’st thou that Goose-looke . Bring me no more Reports. What’s the Boy Malcolme? Was he not borne of woman? The Spirits that know All mortall Consequences. and Attendants.
and dare not. breath Which the poore heart would faine deny. What Soldiers.org Ser. I say. Take thy face hence. There is ten thousand 125 Macb. Go pricke thy face. those Linnen cheekes of thine Are Counsailers to feare. this push Will cheere me euer. Seyton? Enter Seyton.http://booksiread. I haue liu’d long enough: my way of life Is falne into the Seare. Seyton. Souldiers Sir Macb. Curses. . Loue. and ouer-red thy feare Thou Lilly-liuer’d Boy. the yellow Leafe. What Soldiers Whay-face? Ser. Obedience. Patch? Death of thy Soule. When I behold: Seyton. Troopes of Friends. I must not looke to haue: but in their steed. not lowd but deepe. Mouth-honor. Geese Villaine? Ser. so please you Macb. As Honor. And that which should accompany Old-Age. I am sick at hart. The English Force. or dis-eate me now.
126 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) Sey. What’s your gracious pleasure? Macb. As she is troubled with thicke-comming Fancies That keepe her from her rest Macb. Giue me my Armor Seyt. All is conﬁrm’d my Lord. ’Tis not needed yet Macb. skirre the Country round. And with some sweet Obliuious Antidote Cleanse the stufft bosome. of that perillous stuffe Which weighes vpon the heart? Doct. Therein the Patient Must minister to himselfe . Giue me mine Armor: How do’s your Patient. What Newes more? Sey. which was reported Macb. Doctor? Doct. Hang those that talke of Feare. Raze out the written troubles of the Braine. Plucke from the Memory a rooted Sorrow. Ile put it on: Send out moe Horses. Not so sicke my Lord. Ile ﬁght. till from my bones. my ﬂesh be hackt. Cure of that: Can’st thou not Minister to a minde diseas’d.
cast The Water of my Land. Till Birnane Forrest come to Dunsinane Doct. Scena Quarta. Cyme. Throw Physicke to the Dogs. That should applaud againe. ﬁnde her Disease. dispatch.org 127 Macb. Proﬁt againe should hardly draw me heere. send out: Doctor. Pull’t off I say. And purge it to a sound and pristine Health. and cleere. If thou could’st Doctor. I my good Lord: your Royall Preparation Makes vs heare something Macb. Exeunt. the Thanes ﬂye from me: Come sir. Come. What Rubarb. Bring it after me: I will not be affraid of Death and Bane. Ile none of it. I would applaud thee to the very Eccho. or what Purgatiue drugge Would scowre these English hence: hear’st y of them? Doct. . put mine Armour on: giue me my Staffe: Seyton.http://booksiread. Were I from Dunsinane away.
’Tis his maine hope: For where there is aduantage to be giuen. Seyward.128 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) Drum and Colours. Macduffe. and will indure Our setting downe befor’t Malc. Cathnes. And none serue . And bear’t before him. Seywards Sonne. and make discouery Erre in report of vs Sold. We learne no other. thereby shall we shadow The numbers of our Hoast. Enter Malcolme. Let euery Souldier hew him downe a Bough. Cosins. The wood of Birnane Malc. and Soldiers Marching. What wood is this before vs? Ment. We doubt it nothing Seyw. It shall be done Syw. Menteth. but the conﬁdent Tyrant Keepes still in Dunsinane. I hope the dayes are neere at hand That Chambers will be safe Ment. Angus. Malc. Both more and lesse haue giuen him the Reuolt.
stroakes must arbitrate. they come: our Castles strength Will laugh a Siedge to scorne: Heere let them lye. marching Scena Quinta. Towards which. Whose hearts are absent too Macd. and what we owe: Thoughts speculatiue. with Drum and Colours. Hang out our Banners on the outward walls. Macb. That will with due decision make vs know What we shall say we haue. Seyton. aduance the warre.http://booksiread. Till Famine and the Ague eate them vp: Were they not forc’d with those . The time approaches. their vnsure hopes relate. The Cry is still. but constrained things.org 129 with him. Enter Macbeth. But certaine issue. Exeunt. and put we on Industrious Souldiership Sey. Let our iust Censures Attend the true euent. & Souldiers.
my good Lord Macb. There would haue beene a time for such a word: To morrow. And beate them backward home. my sences would haue cool’d To heare a Night-shrieke. Creepes in this petty pace from day to day. It is the cry of women. I haue almost forgot the taste of Feares: The time ha’s beene. Direnesse familiar to my slaughterous thoughts Cannot once start me.130 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) that should be ours. We might haue met them darefull. beard to beard. Wherefore was that cry? Sey. haue lighted Fooles The way to dusty . and stirre As life were in’t. and my Fell of haire Would at a dismall Treatise rowze. and to morrow. The Queene (my Lord) is dead Macb. What is that noyse? A Cry within of Women. To the last Syllable of Recorded time: And all our yesterdayes. Sey. and to morrow. She should haue dy’de heereafter. I haue supt full with horrors.
And then is heard no more. a poore Player. breefe Candle. and Slaue Mes. Gracious my Lord. and anon me thought The Wood began to moue Macb. I say. out. If thou speak’st false. Well. Vpon the next . I should report that which I say I saw. say sir Mes. That struts and frets his houre vpon the Stage. It is a Tale Told by an Ideot. Let me endure your wrath. full of sound and fury Signifying nothing. 131 Out. Thou com’st to vse thy Tongue: thy Story quickly Mes. Life’s but a walking Shadow.org death. if’t be not so: Within this three Mile may you see it comming. a mouing Groue Macb. Enter a Messenger. Lyar.http://booksiread. But know not how to doo’t Macb. As I did stand my watch vpon the Hill I look’d toward Byrnane.
There is nor ﬂying hence. Enter Malcolme. I pull in Resolution. Seyward. and their Army. Mal. till Byrnane Wood Do come to Dunsinane. At least wee’l dye with Harnesse on our backe. And shew like those you are: You . I ’ginne to be a-weary of the Sun. nor tarrying here. with Boughes. Macduffe. Scena Sexta. and begin To doubt th’ Equiuocation of the Fiend. Arme. and now a Wood Comes toward Dunsinane. Arme.132 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) Tree shall thou hang aliue Till Famine cling thee: If thy speech be sooth. and out. I care not if thou dost for me as much. Now neere enough: Your leauy Skreenes throw downe. come wracke. And wish th’ estate o’th’ world were now vndon. Ring the Alarum Bell. Feare not. Drumme and Colours. That lies like truth. do’s appeare. If this which he auouches. blow Winde. Exeunt.
Make all our Trumpets speak. According to our order Sey. and wee Shall take vpon’s what else remaines to do. They haue tied me to a stake. . giue the[m] all breath Those clamorous Harbingers of Blood. Enter Macbeth. & Death. What’s he That was not borne of Woman? Such a one Am I to feare. Alarums continued. or none. Let vs be beaten.org 133 (worthy Vnkle) Shall with my Cosin your right Noble Sonne Leade our ﬁrst Battell. But Beare-like I must ﬁght the course. I cannot ﬂye. Scena Septima. if we cannot ﬁght Macd. Worthy Macduffe. Enter young Seyward.http://booksiread. Exeunt. Fare you well: Do we but ﬁnde the Tyrants power to night. Macb.
My Wife and Childrens Ghosts will haunt me still: I cannot strike at wretched Kernes. That way the noise is: Tyrant shew thy face. No: nor more fearefull Y. The diuell himselfe could not pro- nounce a Title More hatefull to mine eare Macb. Weapons laugh to scorne. with my Sword Ile proue the lye thou speak’st. . Thou was’t borne of woman. Brandish’d by man that’s of a Woman borne. Thou lyest abhorred Tyrant. Enter. Macd. Alarums.Sey. My name’s Macbeth Y. Enter Macduffe.Sey. and young Seyward slaine.Sey.Sey. No: though thou call’st thy selfe a hoter name Then any is in hell Macb.134 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) Y. and with no stroake of mine. Thou’lt be affraid to heare it Y. What is thy name? Macb. If thou beest slaine. Fight. But Swords I smile at. Macb.
either thou Macbeth. We haue met with Foes That strike beside vs Sey. And more I begge not. The Noble Thanes do brauely in the Warre. on both sides do ﬁght. Exeunt. Enter Malcolme and Seyward. Exit. The day almost it selfe professes yours. This way my Lord. . Alarums. the Castles gen- tly rendred: The Tyrants people.http://booksiread. Or else my Sword with an vnbattered edge I sheath againe vndeeded. Sey. By this great clatter. And little is to do Malc. Macb. There thou should’st be. Alarum Enter Macbeth. Let me ﬁnde him Fortune. Enter Sir. one of greatest note Seemes bruited. Why should I play the Roman Foole.org 135 whose armes Are hyr’d to beare their Staues. the Castle.
thou bloodier Villaine Then tearmes can giue thee out. which must not yeeld To one of woman borne Macd. Fight: Alarum Macb. And let the Angell whom thou still hast seru’d Tell thee. I beare a charmed Life. Dispaire thy Charme. Macd.136 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) and dye On mine owne sword? whiles I see liues. Turne Hell-hound. as make me bleed: Let fall thy blade on vulnerable Crests. turne Macb. I haue no words. Enter Macduffe. My voice is in my Sword. my soule is too much charg’d With blood of thine already Macd. Macduffe was from his Mothers womb Vntimely ript . Thou loosest labour As easie may’st thou the intrenchant Ayre With thy keene Sword impresse. Of all men else I haue auoyded thee: But get thee backe. the gashes Do better vpon them.
that ﬁrst cries hold.org 137 Macb. Then yeeld thee Coward. being of no woman borne. Heere may you see the Tyrant Macb. I throw my warlike Shield: Lay on Macduffe. Before my body. That keepe the word of promise to our eare. enough. Ile not ﬁght with thee Macd. Accursed be that tongue that tels mee so. And liue to be the shew. as our rarer Monsters are Painted vpon a pole. Though Byrnane wood be come to Dunsinane. And damn’d be him.http://booksiread. And breake it to our hope. And thou oppos’d. And to be baited with the Rabbles curse. That palter with vs in a double sence. and gaze o’th’ time. . Wee’l haue thee. and vnder-writ. Yet I will try the last. For it hath Cow’d my better part of man: And be these Iugling Fiends no more beleeu’d. I will not yeeld To kisse the ground before young Malcolmes feet.
Enter with Drumme and Colours. Some must go off: and yet by these I see. Then he is dead? Rosse. ﬁghting. I would the Friends we misse. Seyward. & Soldiers. for then It hath no end . But like a man he dy’de Sey. Your son my Lord. The which no sooner had his Prowesse conﬁrm’d In the vnshrinking station where he fought. Rosse. Thanes. Retreat. So great a day as this is cheapely bought Mal. and brought off the ﬁeld: your cause of sorrow Must not be measur’d by his worth. and Flourish. ha’s paid a souldiers debt. and your Noble Sonne Rosse. Enter Fighting. Malcolm. were safe arriu’d Sey. I.138 Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) Exeunt. Alarums. Mal. and Macbeth slaine. Macduffe is missing. He onely liu’d but till he was a man.
They say he parted well.http://booksiread. Haile King of Scotland All. Had he his hurts before? Rosse. He’s worth no more. Why then. That speake my salutation in their minds: Whose voyces I desire alowd with mine. with Macbeths head. Enter Macduffe. Here comes newer comfort. on the Front Sey. Haile King. Macd. I would not wish them to a fairer death: And so his Knell is knoll’d Mal. as I haue haires. for so thou art. and paid his score. . And so God be with him. I.org 139 Sey. Behold where stands Th’ Vsurpers cursed head: the time is free: I see thee compast with thy Kingdomes Pearle. Gods Soldier be he: Had I as many Sonnes. and that Ile spend for him Sey. Hee’s worth more sorrow. Haile King of Scotland.
to see vs Crown’d at Scone. Who (as ’tis thought) by selfe and violent hands. time. My Thanes and Kinsmen Henceforth be Earles. Which would be planted newly with the time. by the Grace of Grace. Producing forth the cruell Ministers Of this dead Butcher. . Flourish. As calling home our exil’d Friends abroad.140 Flourish. Mal. the ﬁrst that euer Scotland In such an Honor nam’d: What’s more to do. Before we reckon with your seuerall loues. and to each one. And make vs euen with you. Exeunt Omnes. and his Fiend-like Queene. Macbeth (No Fear Shakespeare) We shall not spend a large expence of time. and place: So thankes to all at once. and what need full else That call’s vpon vs. This. That ﬂed the Snares of watchfull Tyranny. We will performe in measure. Whom we inuite. Tooke off her life.
org FINIS. 141 .http://booksiread. THE TRAGEDIE OF MACBETH.
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