The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare, to which are Added His Miscellaneous Poems. (Life of William Shakspeare, by Mr. N. Rowe.).

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They stared, and were distracted ; no man's life

Entor Macperg. Was to be trusted with them.

How goes the world, Sir, now ? Macb. O, yet I do repént me of my fary,

Macd. Why, see you uot! That I did kill them.

Rosse. Is't known, who did this more than bloody Macd. Wherefore did you so 1

deed ? Macb. Who can be wise, amazed, temperate, and Macd. Those that Macbeth bath slain. furious,

Rosse. Alas, the day! Loyal and neutral, in a moment ? No man :

What good could they pretend ! The expedition of my violent love

Macd. They were suborn'd; Out-ran the pauser reason.-Here lay Duncan, Malcolm, and Donalbain, the king's two sons, His silver skin laced with his golden blood ; Are stolen away and fled; which puts upon them And his gash'd stabs look'd like a breach in nature, Suspicion of the deed. For ruiu's wasteful entrance: there, the murderers, Rosse. 'Gainst nature still : Steep'd in the colours of their trade, their daggers Thriftless ambition, that will ravin up Unmannerly breech'd with gore. ; who could re Thine own life's means !-Then 'uis most like, refrain,

The sovereignty will fall upon Macbeth. That had a heart to love, and in that heart,

Macd. He is already named ; and gone to Scone, Courage, to make his love known

To be invested. Lady M. Help me hence, ho !

Rosse. Where is Duncan's body? Macd. Look to the lady.

Macd. Carried to Colmes-kill;
Mal. Why do we hold our tongues,

The sacred storehouse of his predecessors,
That most may claim this argument for ours 1 And guardian of their bones.
Don. What should be spoken here,,

Rosse. Will you wo Scone !
Where our fate, hid within an augre-hole,

Macd. No, cousin, l'Il to Fife.
May rush and sieze us ! Let's away; our tears Rosse. Well I will thither.
Are not yet brew'd.

Macd. Well, may you see things well done there ; Hal. Nor our strong sorrow on

adieu ! The foot of motion.

Lest our old robes sit easier than our new ! Ban. Look to the laily :

Rosse. Father, farewell. (Lady Macbeth is carried out. Old M. God's benison go with you; and with thuse And when we have our naked frailties hid, That would make good of bad, and friends of fues ! That suffer in exposure, let us ineet,

(Ereunt. And question this most bloody piece of work, To know it further. Fears and scruples shake us :

ACT III.
In the great hand + of God I stand ; and, ihence,
Against the uudivulged pretence : I tight

SCENE 1.-Fores.-A Room in the Palace. of treasonous malice. Macb. And so do 1.

Enter BasQUO. All. So all.

Ban. Thou hast it now, King, Cawdor, Glamis, all, Blacb. Let's briefly put on manly readiness, As the weird women promised; and, I fear, And weet i'the hall together.

Thou play'dst most foully tor't : yet it was said, AU. Well contented.

It should not stand in thy posterity; (Exeunt all but Mal. and Don.

But that myself should be the root, and father Mal. What will you do ? Let's not consort with of many kings. If there come truth from them, them:

(As upon thee, Macbeth, their speeches shine,) To shew an unfelt sorrow, is an office

Why, by the verities on thee made good,
Which the false man does easy : I'll to England. May they not be iny oracles as well,

Don. To Ireland, I; our separated fortune And set me up in hope! But, hush ; no more.
Shall keep us both the safer : where we are,
There's daggers in meu's smiles : the near in blood, Senet sounded.- Enler MACBETH, as King; Ledy
The nearer bloody.

MACBETH, as Queen ; LEXOX, Rosse, Lords, LuMal. This murderous shaft that's shot,

dies, and Attendants. Hath not yet lighted; and our safest way

Macb. Here's our chief guest. Is, to avoid the aim. Therefore, to horse ;

Lady M. If he had been forgotten, And let us not be dainty of leave taking,

It had been as a gap in our great feast, But shitt away: there's warrant in that theft And all-things anbecoming. Which steals itself, when there's no mercy left. Macb. To-night we hold a solemn supper, Sin

(Exeunt. And I'll request your presence.

Ban. Let your highvess
SCEVE IV.-Without the Castle.

Command upon me; to the which, my duties

Are with a most indissoluble tie
Enter Rosse, and an OLD MAN.

For ever knit.
Old M. Threescore and ten I can remember well: Macb. Ride you this afternoon ?
Within the volume of which time, I have seen Ban, Ay, my good lord.
Hours dreadful, and things strange ; but this sore Macb. We should have else desired your good
night

advice Huth tritled former knowings.

(Whieh still hath been both grave and prosperous,) Posse. Ah, good father,

In this day's council; but we'll take lo-morrow. Thou see'st, the heavens, as troubled with man's Is't far you ride 1 act,

Ban. As far, my lord, as will fill up the time Threaten his bloody stage : by the clock 'uis day, Twixt this and supper : go not my horse the bet. And yet dark night strangles the travelling lamp:

ter,
Is it night's predominance, or the day's shame, I must become a borrower of the night,
That darkness does the face of earth intomb, For a dark hour, or twain.
When living light should kiss it?

Macb. Fail not our feast.
Old M. Tis uatural,

Ban. My lord, I will not.
Even like the deed that's done. On Tuesday last, Macb. We hear, our bloody cousins are bestow'd
A faulcon, tow'ring in her pride of place,

In England, and in Ireland ; not confessing Was by a mousing owl hawk'd at, and kill'd. Their crnel parricide, filling their hearers Rosse. And Duncan's horses, (a thing most strange With strange invention : but of that to-morrow; and certain,)

When, therewithal, we shall have cause of state, Beauteous and swift, the minions of their race, Craving us jointly. Hie you to horse : adieu, Turn'd wild in nature, broke their stalls, flung out, Till you return at night. Goes Fleance witli yon 3 Contending 'gainst obedience, as they would make Bun. Ay, my good lord : our time dues call upon War with mankind, Old M. 'l'is said, they eat each other.

Macb. I wish your horses swift, and sure of fuot; Rosse. They did so; to the amazemeat of mine And so I de commend you to their backs. eyes,

Farewell.--

(Exil Danquo. That look'd upon't. Here comes the good Macduff: Let every mau be master of his time

Till seven at night; to make society,
• Covered with blood to their hill.
+ Power.

Intention.
• Intend to themselves.

Commit.

us.

The gwcetes welcome, we will keep ourself

| Mur. And I another,
Till supper-time alone : while then, God be with So weary with disasters, tuge'd• with fortune,
you.

(Errunt Lady Mucbeth, Lords, That I would sel my life on any chance,
Ladies, &c.

To mend it, or be rid on't.
Sirrah, a word : attend those meis our pleasure ? Macb. Both of you

Atten. They are, my lord, withont the palace gate. Know, Banquo was your enemy.
Macb. Bring them before us.-(Exit Atten.) To 2 Mur. Tine, my lord.
be thus, is nothing;

Macb. So is he mine : and in such bloody dis-
But to be swiely thus :--Our fears in Banquo

tancet, brick deep ; and in his royalty of nature

That every ininute of his being thrusts, Reigns that, which would be lear'd : ’lis much he Against my near’st of life: and though I could dares;

With bare faced power sweep him from my sight,
And, to that dauntless temper of his mind,

And bid my will avouch it ; yet I must nor,
He hath a wisdom that doth guide his valour Fort certain friends that are both his and mine,
To act in safety. There is none, but he,

Whose loves I may not drop, but wail his fal!
Whose being I'do fear: and, under hin,

Whom I myself struck down : and thence it is,
My genius is rebuked ; as, it is said,

That I to your assistance do make love ;
Mark Antony's was by Cæsar. He chid the sisters, Masking the Lusiness from the common eye,
When first they put the name of King upon me, For sundry weighty reasons.
And bade theni speak to him ; then, prophet-like, 2 Mur. We shall, my lord,
They hail'd him father to a line of kings:

Perform what you comniand tis.
Upon my head they placed a fruitless crown, I Mur. Though our lives
And put a barren scepire in my gripe,

Macb. Your spirits shine through you. Within
Thence to be wrench'd with an onlineal hand,

this hour, at most, No son of mine succeeding. If it be so,

I will advise you where to plant yourselres. Por Banquo's issue have I filed + my mind;

Acquaint you with the perfect spy o' the time, For them the gracious Duncan have I mnrder'd ; The moment on'ı; for'ı must be done to-ni;ht, Put rancours in the vessel of my peace

And something froin the palace; always thought, Only for them: and mine eternal jewel

That I require a clearness: and with him, Given to the common enemy of man,

(To leave po rubs, nor botches, in the work) To make them kings, the seed of Banquo kings ! Fleance his son, that keeps him company, Rather than so, conie, l'ale, into the list,

Whose absence is no less material to me And champion me to the utterance ! -Who's Than is his father's, must embrace the fate there?

Of that dark hour. Resolve yourselves apart;

I'll come to yon anon.
Re-enter Attendant, with two MURDERERS.

2. Jur. We are resolred, my lord.
Now to the door, and stay there till we call.

Macb. I'll call upon you suaight; abide within.

(Exit Attendant. It is concluded :--Banquo, thy soul's night, Was it not yesterday we spoke together?

It it tind heaven, must find it out lo-night.
I Mur. li was, so please your highness.

Excunt.
Macb. Well then, now
Have you consider'd of my speeches ? Know,

SCENE II.-The same.- Another Room.
That it was he, in the limes past, which held you
So under fortune ; which, you thought, had been

Enter Lady MACBETH, and a SERVANT.
Our innocent self: this I made good to you,

Lady M. Is Banquo gone from court? In our last coference ; pass'd in probation g with Serv. Ay, madam ; but returns again io-night. you,

Lady M. Say to the king, I would attend his How you were borne in hand |; how cross'd ; the

leisure
instruments;

For a few words.
Who wrought with them; and all things else, that Serv. Madam, I will.
might,

Lady M. Nought's had, all's spent,
To half a sout, and a notion crazed,

Where our desire is got withont content:
Say, Thus did Banquo.

"Tis safer to be that which we destroy,
1 Mur. You made it known to us.

Than, by destruction, dwell in doubiful joy.
Macb. I did so ; and went further, which is now
Our point of second meeting. Do you tind

Enter MACBETH.
Your patience so predominant in your nature, How now, my lord? Why do you keep alone,
That you can let this go? Are you so gospeli'd l. Oi sorriest g iancies your companions making!
To pray for this gooil mall, and for his issue,

Using those thoughts, which should indeed have
Whose heavy hand hath bow'd you to the grave,

died And beggard yours for ever!

With them they think on? Things withont remedy, I Mur. We are men, my liege.

Should be without regard : wbal's done, is done Mucb. Ay, in the catalogue ye go for men ;

Macb. We have scotch'd the snake, not kill'd it; As hounds, and greyhounds, mongrels, spaniels, She'll close, and be herself; whilst our pour malice curs,

Remains in danger of her former tooth.
Shoughs * water-rugs, and demi-wolves, are But let
cleped H

The frame of things disjoint, both the worlds suffer,
All by the name of dogs; the valued file

Ere we will eat our meal in fear, and sleep
Distinguishes the swift, the slow, the subtle,

In the affliction of these terrible dreams,
The house-keeper, the hunter, every one

That shake us nightly: better be with the dead,
According to the giit which bounteous nature Whom we, to gain our place, have sent to peace,
Hath in him closed ; whereby he does receive Than on the torture of the mind to lie
Particular addition t., from the bill

In restless ecstacy H. Duncan is in his grave;
That writes them all alike: and so of men.

After life's fitful lever, he sleeps well;
Now, it you have a station in the file,

Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison,
And not in the worst rank of manhood, say it; Mulice domestic, foreign levy, nothing,
And I will put thai business in your bosous,

Cun touch him further!
Whose execution takes your enemy off ;

Lady M. Come on;
Grapples you to the heart and love of us,

Gentle my lord, sleek o'er your rugged looks;
Who wear our health but sickly in his life, Be bright and jovial 'mong your guests to-night.
Which in his death were perfect.

Mucb. So shall l, love; and so, I pray,

be 2 Mur. I am one, my liege,

Let your remembrance apply to Banquo;
Whom the vile blows and buifets of the world Present bin eminence, both with eye and tongue:
Have so incensed, that I ain reckless jý what Unsafe the while, that we
I do, in spite the world.

Must lave our honours in these flattering streams ;

And make our faces vizards to our hearts,
Nolleness.

# For defiled. Disquising what they are.
1 Challenge me to extremities: Proved. Lady 31. You nusi leave this.

i Deluded. Are you so ubedient to the precept
of the Gospel.

• Worried. + Mortal enmity.

1 Because of * Wol-dogs. 11 Called. Titie, description. Must melanchoix.

i Agouy, Creien

Ś Du kain the highest honours.

you:

Macb. O, full of scorpions is my mind, denr wife ! Enter Arst MURDERTR, to the Door.
Thou know'st, that Banquo, and his Fleance, lives.
Ludy M. But in them nature's copy's not eterne.

Macb. See, they encounter thee with their hearts'

thanks :Macb. There's comfort yet, they are assailable;

Both sides are even: Here l'll sit i' the midst :
Then be thou jocund: ere the bai hath flown
His cloister'd tight; ere, to black Hecate's sum-

Be large in mirth; anon, we'll drink a measure

The table round. There's blood upon thy face. mons, The shard-borne beetlet, with his drowsy hums,

Mur. 'Tis Banquo's then. Hath rung night's yawning peal, tbere shall be done

Macb. 'Tis better thee without, than he within. A deed of dreadtul note.

Is he despatch'd ? Lady M. What's to be done?

Niur. My lord, his throat is cut; that I did for

him. Mucb. Be innocent of the knowledge, dearest chucki,

Macb. Thou art the best o' the cut-throats: yet Till thou appland the deed. Come, seeling $ night, That did the like'for Fleance: if thou didst it,

he's good, Skarf up the tender eye of pitiful day ;

Thou art the nonpareil. And, with thy bloody and invisible hand,

Mur. Most royal Sir, Cancel, and iear to pieces, that great bond

Fleance is 'scaped.
Which keeps me pale!-Light thickens; and the

Macb. Then comes my fit again: I had else bern
Crow
Makes wing to the rooky wood :

perfect; Good things of day begin lo droop and drowse ;

Whole as the marble, founded as the rock; Whiies night's black agents to their prey do rouse.

As broad, and general, as the casing air: Thou marvell'st at my words : but hold thee still ;

But now, I'm cabin'd, cribb’d, confined, bound in Things, bad begun, make strong themselves by ill :

To saucy doubts and fears. But Banquo's safe? So, pr'ythee, go with me.

(Ereun:.

Mur. Ay, my good lord : safe in a ditch he bides,

With twenty trenched gashes on his head; SCENE III.-The same.- A Park or Lawn, with a

The least a death to nature.

Macb. Thanks for that:-
Gale leading to the Palace.
There the grown serpent lies; the worm,

that's fed,
Enter three MURDERERS.

Hath nature that in time will venom breed, 1 Mur. But who did bid thee join with us!

No teeth for the present.-Get thee gone ; to-mor3 Mur. Macbeth.

row 2 Mur. He needs not our mistrust; sinco he de

Well hear, ourselves again. (Erit Murderer.
Jivers

Lady M. My royal lord,
Our offices, and what we have to do,

You do not give the cheer: the feast is sold, To the direction just.

That is not often vouch'd, while 'lis a making, 1 Mur. Then stand with 18.

'Tis given with welcome: to feed, were best at

home; The west yet gliminers with some streaks of day : Now spurs the lated traveller apace.

From thence, the sauce to meat is ceremouy ;

Meeting were bare without it. To gain the timely inn; and near approaches

Macb. Sweet remembrancer !The subject of our watch. 3 Mur. Hark, I hear horses.

Now, good digestion wait on appetite,

And health on both! Ban. (Within.) Give us a light there, ho! 2 Mur. Then it is he ; the rest

Len. May it please your highness sit! That are within the note of expectation I,

(The Ghost of Bunquo rises, and sits in

Macbeth's place. Already are i’ the court. 1 Mur. His horses go about.

Macb. Here had we now our country's honour 3 Mur. Almost a mile : but he does usually,

root'd, So all men do, from hence to the palace gate,

Were the graced person of our Banquo present; Make it their walk.

Who may I rather challenge for unkindness,

Than pity for mischance! Enter BANQOO, and FLBANCE ; a Servant with a Rosse. "His absence, Sir, Torch preceding them.

Lays blame upon his promise. Please it your high2 Mur. A light, a light ! 3 Mur. "Tis he.

To grace us with your royal company? 1 Mur. Stand to't.

Macb. The table's full, Ban. It will be rain to-night.

Len. Here's a place reserved, Sir.

Macb. Where 1 Mur. Let it come down. (Assaults Banquo. Ban. O treachery! Fly, good Fleance, fly, fly, tly;

Len. Here, my lord. What is't that moves your Thou may'st revenge.- O slave!

highness (Dies.- Fleance and Servant escape.

Macb. Which of you have done this? 3 Mur. Who did strike out the light?

Lords. What, my good lord !

Macb. Thou canst not say, I did it: nerer shake 1 Mur. Was 't not the way? 3 Mur. There's but one down; the son is fled.

Thy gory locks at me. 2 Mur, We have lost best half of our aflair.

Rosse. Gentlemen, rise ; his highness is not well. 1 Mur. Well, let's away, and say how much is

Lady M. Sit, worthy friends :--My lord is often done.

(Exeunt.

thus,

And hath been from his youth : pray you, keep seat, SCENE IV-A Room of State in the Palace.

The fit is momentary, upon a thought.

He will again be well : if much you note him,
A Banquet prepared.- Enter MACBETH, Lady Mac- You shall offend him, and extend his passion f;

BETH, Rosse, LENOX, LORDS, and Attendants. Feed, and regard him not.--Are you a mans
Macb. You know your own degrees, sit down :

Macb. Ay, and a bold one, that dare look on that
at first,

Which might appal the devil. And last, the hearty welcome.

Lady M. O proper stuff! Lords. Thanks to your majesty.

This is the very painting of your fear : Macb. Ourself will mingle with society,

This is the air-drawn dagger, which, you said, And play the humble host.

Led yon to Duncan. O, these flaws t, and starts, Our hostess keeps her statel ; but, in best time,

(linpostors to true fear',) would well become We will require her, weicome.

A woman's story, at a winter's fire, Lady M. Pronounce it for me, Sir, to all our

Authorised by her grandam. Shame itself! friends;

Why do you make such faces? When all's done, For my heart speuks, they are welcome.

You look but on a stool.

- Macb. Prythee, see there! Behold! Look! Lo ! • 1. e. The copy, the lease, by which they hold

How say you !
their lives from mature, has its ume of termination. Why, what care I? If thou canst nod, speak too.-

* The beetle borne in rhe air by its shards or sealy Those that we bury, back, our monuments
wings.
A term of endearient.

Blinding.

Shall be the maws of kites. (Ghost disappears. 1 1. e. They wlu are set down in the list of guests, and expected to supper.

• As quick as thought. * Prolong his sufferings Continues in her chair of state.

Suddien gusts.

less

all;

Lady M. What ! Quite unmann'd in folly? Strange things I have in head, that will to hand;
Macb. If I stand here, I saw hm.

Which must be acted, ere they may be scann'd
Lady M. Fie, for shame!

Lady M. You lack the season of all natures, sleep. Macb. Blood hath been shed ere now, I the Macb. Come, we'll to sleep: my strange and self olden time,

abuse
Ere human statute purged the gentle weal; Is the initiale fear, that wants hard use :
Ay, and since too, murders have been perform'd We are yet but young in deed. (Eseunt.
Too terrible for the ear: the times have beeu,
That, when the brains were out the man would die,

SCENE V.-The Heath.
And there an end : but now, they rise again,

Thunder.- Enter HECATE, meeting the three
With twenty mortal murders on their crowns,

WITCHES.
And push as from our stools : this is inore strange
Chad such a murder is.

I W'ilch. Why, how now, Hecate! You look

angerly. Lady M. My worthy lord,

llec. Have I not reason, bedlams, as yon are, Your noble friends do lack you. Macb. I do forget:

Saucy, and overbold How did you dare

To trade and traffic with Macbeth,
Do not muse • at me, my most worthy friends ;

In riddles, and affairs of death ;
I have a strange intirmity, which is nothing And I, the mistress of your charms,
to those that know me. Come, love and health to the close contriver of all harms,
hen I'll sit down :-Give me some wine, fill fuil :

Mas never call'd to bear my part,

Or shew the glory of our art i
drink to the gencral joy of the whole table,

And, which is worse, all you have done
Ghost rises.

Hath been but for a wayward son,
end to our dear friend Banquo, whom we miss; Spiteful, and wrathful; who, as others 10,
Nould he were here ! To all, and him, we thirst, Loves for his own ends, not for you.
And all to all t.

But make amends now: get you gone,
Lords. Our duties, and the pledge.

And at the pit of Acheron
Macb. Avaunt! and quit my sight! Let the earth Meet me i'the morning ; thither he
hide thee!

Will come to know his destiny.
Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold ; Your vessels, and your spells provide,
Thou hast no speculation in those eyes

Your charms, and every thing beside:
Which thou dost glare with !

I am for the air ; this night l'il spend
Lady M. Think of this, good peers,

Unto a dismal-fatal end.
But as a tbing of custom :'lis no other ;

Great business must be wrought cre noon :
Only it spoils
the pleasure of the time.

Upon the corner of the moon
Macb. What man dare, I dare :

There hangs a vaporous drop profound t;
Approach thou like the ragged Russian bear, I'll catch it ere it come lo ground :
The arm'd rhinoceros, or the Hyrcan tiger, And that, distill'd by magic slights,
Take any shape but that, and my firm nerves Shall raise such artificial spriglits,
Shall never tremble : or, be alive again,

As, by the strength of their illusion,
And dare me to the desert with thy sword ; Shall'draw him on to his confusion :
If trembling I inhibit 1 thee, protest me

He shall spurn fate, scorn death, and bear
The baby of a girl. Hence, horrible shadow! His hopes 'bove wisdom, grace, and fear :

(Ghost disappears. And you all know, security
Unreal mockery, hence !-Why so ;-being gone,

Is mortals' chiefest enemy.
I am a man again.---Pray you, sit still.

Song, (Within.) Come aray, come atray, &c.
Lady M. You have displaced the mirth, broke Hark, I am cali'd ; my little spirit, see,
the good meeting,

Sils in a foggy cloud, and stays for me. (Ezil. With most admired disorder.

i Witik. Come, let's make haste; she'll snon be Macb. Can such things be,

back again.
And overcome g us like a summer's cloud,
Without our special wonder ? You make me strange

SCENE VI.- Fores.- A Room in the Palace.
Even to the disposition that I owe,
When now I think you can behold such sights,

Enter LENOX, and another LORD.
And keep the natural ruby of your cheeks,

Len. My former speeches hare but hit your When mine are blanch'd with fear,

thoughts, Rosse. What sights, ny lord ?

Which can interpret further: only, I say,
Lady M. I pray you, speak not: he grows worse Things have been strangely borne: the gracious
and worse ;

Duncan
Question enrages him : at once, good night : Was pitied of Macbeth - Marry, he was dead :-
Stand not upon the order of your going,

And the right valiant Banquo walk'd too late ;
But go at once.

Whom, you may say, if it please yon, Fleance Len. Good night, and better health

killid, Attend his majesty!

For Fleance fied. Men must not walk too late ; Lady M. A kind good night to all!

Who cannot want the thought, how monstrous (Ereunt Lords and Attendants. It was for Malcolm, and for Donalbain, Macb. It will have blood;

they say, blood will To kill their gracious father ! Damned fact! have blood :

How it did grieve Macbeth I Did he not straight,
Stones have been known to move, and trees to speak; In pions rage, the two delinquents tear,
Augurs, and understood relations, have

That were the slaves of drink, and thralls of sleep? By magni-pies ll, and choughs, and rooks, brought was not that nobly done ? Ay, and wisely too ; forth

For 'twould have anger'd any heart alive, The secret'st man of blood.--What is the night! To hear the men deny it. So that, I say, Lady M. Almost at odds with morning, which is He has borne all things well: and I do think, which

That, had he Dancan's sons under his key, Macb. How say'st thou, that Macduff denies his (As, 'an't please heaven, he shall not,) they should person,

find At our great bidding?

What 'twere to kill a father ; ko should Fleance. Lady M. D d you send to him, Sir

?

But, peace !--For from broad words, and 'cause he
Macb. I hear it by the way; but I will send :

failed
There's not a one of them, but in his house His presence at the tyrant's fcast, I hear,
I keep a servant fee'd. I will to-morrow,

Macduff lives in disgrace :-Sir, can you tell (Betimes I will,) unto the weird sisters :

Where he bestows himself
Mure shall they speak; for now I am bent to know, Lord. The son of Duncan,
By the worst nieans, the worst : for mine own good From whom this tyrant holds the due of birth,
All causes shall give way; I am in blood

Lives in the English court; and is received
Stept in so far, that should I wade no more, or the most pious Edward with such grace,
Returning were as tedious as go o'er ;

That the malevolence of fortune nothing

Takes from his high respect :--Thither Macduf
Wonder. ti. €. All good wishes to all.
Porbid.

Pass over.

• Examined nicely. Magpies.

An individual. + 1.6. A drop that has deep or hidden qualities.

(Eseunt.

1

Is gone to pray the holy king, on his aid

AU. A deed withont name.
To wake Northumberland, and warlike siward : Macb. I conjure you, by that which yon profess,
That, by the belp of these, (with Him above (Howe'er you come to know it,) answer me:
To ratify the work,) we may again

Though you untie the winds, and let thein tight
Give to our tables meat, sleep to our nights ; Against ihe churches, though the yesty waves
Free from our feasts and banquets bloody knives; Confound and swallow navigation ip:
Do faithful homage, and receive free lionours, Though bladed corn be lodged t, and trees bhowm
All which we pine for now :-And this report

down; Hatlı so exasperate the king, that he

Though castles topple on their warder's heads; Prepares for some attempt of war.

Thongh palaces, and pyramids, do slope Len. Sent he to Macduft?

Their heads to their foundations; though the trea. Lord. He did : and with an absolute, Sir, not 1,

sure The cloudy messenger turns une huis back,

Of nature's germins $ tumble all together, And hums; as who should say, You'll rue the time Even till destruction sicken, answer me That clogs me with this answer.

To what I ask you. Len. And that well might

I Witch. Speak. Advise him to a caution, to hold what distance 2 Il'itch. Demand. His wisdom can provide. Some holy angel

3 Witch. We'll answer. Fly to the court of England, and unfold

1 Witch. Say, if thoud'st rather liear it from our His message ere he come ; that a swift blessing

mouths, May soon return to this our suffering country Or from our masters ? Under a hand accursed !

Macb. Call them, let me see them. Lord. My prayers with him!

(Eseunt. 1 Witch. Pour in sow's blood, that hath eaten

Her nine farrow; grease, that's sweaten
ACT IV.

From the niurderer's gibbet, throw
SCENE I.- A dark Cave.- In the middle, a Cauldron Into the flame.
boiling.

All. Come, high, or low; Thunder. -Enter the Three WITCHES.

Thyself, and oftice, deftly if shew. 1 Witch. Thrice the brinded cat hath mew'd. Thunder.-An Apparition of an armed Head rises. 2 Wuch. Thrice ; and once the bedge-pig whined. Macb. Tell me, thou unknown power,8 Witch. Harper cries :-'Tis time, 'tis time. 1 Witch. He knows thy thought; I Witch. Round about the cauldron go ;

Hear his speech, but say thon nought, In the poison's entrails throw..

App. Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth! Beware Toad, that under coldest stone,

Macduff; Days and nights hast thirty-one

Beware the thane of Fife.- Dismiss me :-Enough. Sweller'di venom sleeping got,

(Descenas. Bojl thou first i'the charmed pot!

Macb. Whate'er thou art, for thy good caution, All. Double, double toil and trouble ;

thanks ; Fire, burn; and, cauldron, bubble.

Thou hast harp'dr my fear aright :-But one word 2 Witch. Fillet of a fenny snake,

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