Ban. And she goes down at twelve. Ban. There's husbandry in Heaven, A heavy summons lies like lead upon me, Enter SEYTON, with a Torch, and MACBETH. Macb. A friend. Ban. What, sir, not yet at rest? The king's a bed: He hath been in unusual pleasure, and Sent forth great largess to your officers: Macb. Being unprepared, Our will became the servant to defect; Ban. All's well. I dream'd last night of the three weird sisters: Macb. I think not of them: Yet, when we can entreat an hour to serve, Ban. At your kind'st leisure. Macb. If you shall cleave to my consent, when 'tis, It shall make honour for you. Ban. So I lose none, In seeking to augment it, but still keep Macb. Good repose, the while! Ban. Thanks, sir: the like to you! [Exeunt FLEANCE and BANQUO. Macb. Go, bid thy mistress, when my drink is ready, She strike upon the bell. Get thee to bed. [Exit SEYTON. Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee:- I have thee not; and yet I see thee still. To feeling as to sight; or art thou but As that which now I draw. Thou marshal'st me the way that I was going; Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses, Thus to mine eyes.-Now o'er the one half world Whose howl's his, watch, thus with his stealthy расе, Towards his design Moves like a ghost.-Thou sure and firm set earth, I go, and it is done; the bell invites me. Hear it not, Duncan! for it is a knell That summons thee to Heaven, or to hell. [Exit. [Thunder and Lightning. Enter LADY MACBETH. Lady. That, which hath made them drunk, hath made me bold; What hath quench'd them, hath given me fire :- It was the owl that shriek'd, the fatal bell-man, That death and nature do contend about them, Macb. [Within,] Who's there?-what, ho! Lady. Alack! I am afraid they have awaked, And 'tis not done:-the attempt, and not the deed, Confounds us: Hark! I laid their daggers ready, He could not miss them.-Had he not resembled My father as he slept, I had done't.-My husband? Enter MACBETH. Macb. I have done the deed:-Didst thou not hear a noise? Lady. I heard the owl scream, and the crickets Lady. Ay. Macb. Hark! Who lies i' the second chamber? Lady. Donalbain. Macb. This is a sorry sight. Lady. A foolish thought, to say a sorry sight. Macb. There's one did laugh in his sleep, and one cry'd "Murder!" That they did wake each other; I stood and heard them: But they did say their prayers, and address'd them Again to sleep. Lady. There are two lodged together. Macb. One cry'd, "God bless us :" and "Amen," the other; As they had seen me, with these hangman's hands, Macb. But wherefore could not I pronounce, amen? I had most need of blessing, and amen Stuck in my throat. Lady. These deeds must not be thought After these ways; so, it will make us mad. Macb. Methought, I heard a voice cry, "Sleep no more !" To all the house, "Glamis hath murder'd sleep; and therefore Cawdor "Shall sleep no more, Macbeth shall sleep no more!" Lady. Who was it, that thus cry'd? Why, worthy thane, You do unbend your noble strength, to think Mach. I'll go no more: I am afraid to think what I have done; Look on't again, I dare not. Lady. Infirm of purpose! Give me the daggers: The sleeping, and the dead, Are but as pictures: 'tis the eye of childhood, That fears a painted devil. If he do bleed, I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal, For it must seem their guilt. [Exit LADY MACBETH. [Knocking within. Mach. Whence is that knocking? How is❜t with me, when every noise appals me? What hands are here? Ha! they pluck out mine eyes! Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood Enter LADY МАСВЕТН. Lady. My hands are of your colour; but I shame To wear a heart so white-[Knock.]—I hear a knocking At the south entry :-retire we to our chamber: How easy is it then? Your constancy Hath left you unattended.-[Knock.]-Hark! more knocking: Get on your night-gown, lest occasion call us, Macb. To know my deed,-'Twere best not know myself. [Knock. Wake, Duncan, with this knocking! Oh, 'would thou [Exeunt.-Knock. could'st! Enter MACDUFF, LENOX, and SEYTON. Macd. Was it so late, friend, ere you went to bed, you do lie so late? That Sey. 'Faith, sir, we were carousing. till the second cock. Mact. Is thy master stirring Our knocking has awaked him; here he comes. |