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Ban. And she goes down at twelve.
Fle. I take’t, 'tis later, sir.
Ban. There’s husbandry in Heaven,
Enter SEYToN, with a Torch, and MACBETH.
Who's there 2
Macb. A friend.
Ban. What, sir, not yet at rest? The king's as
He hath been in unusual pleasure, and
Macé. Being unprepared,
Ban. All's well.—
Macb. I think not of them:
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,
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 2 Come, let me clutch thee: I have thee not; and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible o feeling as to sight; or art thou but A dagger of the mind; a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain 2 I see thee yet, in form as palpable As that which now I draw. Thou marshal'st me the way that I was going; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o’ the other senses, Or else worth all the rest: I see thee still ; And on thy blade, and dudgeon, gouts of blood, Which was not so before.—There’s no such thing: It is the bloody business, which informs Thus to mine eyes.—Now o'er the one half world Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse The curtain’d sleep; now witchcraft celebrates Pale Hecate’s offerings; and wither'd Murder, Alarum’d by his sentinel, the wolf, Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace, Towards his design Moves like a ghost.—Thou sure and firm set earth, Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear Thy very stones prate of my where-about, And take the present horror from the time, Which now suits with it. [4 Clock strikes Two,
scENE i I MACBETHI. 27
I go, and it is done; the bell invites me.
Hear it not, Doncan for it is a knell
That summons thee to Heaven, or to hell. [Erit. [Thunder and Lightning.
Enter LADY MACBETH.
Lady. That, which hath made them drunk, hath made me bold; What hath qucnch'd them, hath given me fire – Hark!--Peace It was the owl that shriek’d, the fatal bell-man, Which gives the stern’st good-night.—He is about it; The doors ale open; and the surfeited grooms Do mock their charge with snores: I have drugg’d their possets, That death and nature do contend about them, Whether they live or die. Macb. [Withir, Who’s there 2–what, hot 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?
Macb. I have done the deed:—Didst thou not hear a noise 2
Lady. I heard the owl scream, and the crickets CrV.
Did not o speak 2
IMacb. When :
Macö. As I descended ?
Macb. Hark! Who lies i” the second chamber 2
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 p" 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, Listening their fear. I could not say, amen, When they did say, God bless us. Lady. Consider it not so deeply. 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 So brain-sickly of things: Go, get some water, And wash this filthy witness from your hand.— . Why did you bring these daggers from the place 2 They must lie there: Go, carry them; and smear The sleepy grooms with blood. Macb. 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,
Inter LADY MACBETH.
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 : A little water clears us of this deed: How easy is it then Your constancy Hath left you unattended.—[Knock.J–Hark! more knocking: Get on your might-gown, lest occasion call us, And shew us to be watchers:—Be not lost So poorly in your thoughts. Macb. To know my deed,—’Twere best not know
Enter MACDUFF, LENox, and SEYTo N.
Macd. Was it so late, friend, ere you went to bed, That you do lie so late 2 Sey. 'Faith, sir, we were carousing till the second cock. Mact!. Is thy master stirring : Our knocking has awaked him; here he comes.