To make them kings, the seed of Banquo kings! For* certain friends that are both his and Rather than so, come, fate, into the list,

mine, And champion me to the utterance !* - Who's Whose loves I may not drop, but wail his fall there?

Whom I myself struck down: and thence it is,

That I to your assistance do make love; Re-enter ATTENDANT, with two MURDERERS. Masking the business from the common eye,

For sundry weighty reasons. Now to the door, and stay there till we call. 2 Mur. We shall, my lord,

[Exit ATTENDANT. Perform what you command us. Was it not yesterday we spoke together?

1 Mur. Though our lives1 Mur. It was, so please your highness. Macb. Your spirits shine through you. WithMacb. Well then, now

in this hour, at most, Have you consider'd of my speechce? Know, I will advise you where to plant yourselves. That it was he, in the times past, which held Acquaint you with

the perfect spy o'the time, you

(been The moment on't ; fort must be done to-night, So under fortune; which, you thought, had And something from the palace; always Our innocent self: this I made good to you

thought, in our last conference; pass’d in probationt That I require a clearness : And with him, with you,

(To leave no rubs, nor botches, in the work,) How you were borne in hand ;t how cross'd; Fleance his son, that keeps him company, the instrumenis;

Whose absence'is no less material to me Who wrought with them'; and all things else, Than is his father's, must embrace the fate that might,

Of that dark hour. Resolve yourselves apart; To half a soul, and a notion craz’d,

I'll come to you anon. Say, Thus did Banquo.

2 Mur. We are resolv'd, my lord. i Vur. You made it known to us.

Mucb. I'll call upon you straight; abide withMacb. I did so; and went further, which is


It is concluded :- -Banquo, thy soul's flight, Our point of second meeting. Do you find If it find heaven, must find it out to-night. Your patience so predominant in your nature,

(Ereunt. That you can let this go? Are you so gospell’d,

SCENE 11.-The same. Another Room, To pray for that good man, and for his issue, Enter Lady MACBETHI, and a SERVANT. Whose heavy hand hath bow'd you to the grave,

Lady M. Is Banquo gone from court? And beggar'd yours for ever?

Serv. Ay, madam, but returns again to-night. 1 Mur. We are men, my liege.

Luly M. Say to the king, I would attend

his Mucb. Ay, in the catalogue ye go for men; For a few words.

[leisure As hounds, and greyhounds, mongrels, span- Serv. Madam, I will.

[Exit. iels, curs,


Lady M. Nought's had, all's spent, Shoughs,ll water-rugs, and demi-wolves, are

Where our desire is got without content: All by the name of dogs: the valued file

"Tis safer to be that which we destroy, Distinguishes the swilt, the slow, the subtle,

Than, by destruction, dwell in doubiful joy. The house-keeper, the hunter, every one According to the gift which bounteous nature

Enter MACBETH. Hath in him clos'd; whereby he does receive

How now,

my lord ? why do you keep alone, Particular addition,** from the bill

Of sorriest+ fancies your conipanions making That writes them all alike: and so of men.

Using those thoughts, which should indeed Now, if you have a station in the file,

have died

(remedy, And not in the worst rank of manhood, say it; With them they think on? Things without And I will put that business in your bosoins,

Should be without regard: what's done, is Whose execution takes your enemy off;

done. Grapples you to the heart and love of us,

Macb. We have scotch'd the snake, not kill'd Who wear our health but sickly in his life,


[malice Which in his death were perfect.

She'll close, and be herself; whilst our poor 2 Mur. I am one, my liege, Whom the vile blows and buffets of the worla Remains in danger of her former tooth.

But let

[suffer, Have so incens'd, that I am recklesstt what

The frame of things disjoint, both the worlds I do, to spite the world.

Ere we will eat our meal in fear, and sleep 1 Mur. And I another,

In the afliction of these terrible dreams, So weary with disasters, tugg'dit with fortune, That shake us nightly: Better be with the That I would set my life on any chance,

dead, To mend it, or be rid on't.

Whom we, 'to gain our place, bave sent to Macb. Both of you

Than on the torture of the mind to lie [peace, Know, Banquo was your enemy.

In restless ecstacy. Duncan is in bis grave; 2 Mur. True, my lord.

After life's fitful fever, he sleeps well; Macb. So is he mine: and in such bloody Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor

distance, That every minute of his being thrusts (could Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing,

poison, Against my near’st of life: And though I Can touch him further! With bare-fac'd power sweep him from my

Lady M. Come on; sight,

Gentle my lord, sleek o'er your rugged looks; And bid my will avouch it; yet I must not,

Be bright and jovial 'mong your guests to

night. * Challenge me to extremities. + Proved. * Deluded. Mucb. So, shall I, love; and so, I Are you so obedient to the precepts of the cost el. Wolf-dogs.

you: Called ** Nule, description. hy Carclebe. 11 Worried. $j Morial comity.

* Because ot. + Most melancholy. Agony.

pray, be


Let your remembrance apply to Banquo; Ban. O, treachery! Fly, good Fleance, fly, Present him eminence, * both with eye and Thou may'st revenge. Oslave! (tly, fly; Upsafe the while, that we

(tongue :

[Dies. FLEANCE and Servant escape. Must lave our honours in these flattering 3 Mur. Who did strike out the light? streams;

1 Mur. Was't not the way? Avd make our faces vizards to our hearts, 3 Mur. There's but one down; the son is fled. Disgnising what they are.

2 Mur. We have lost best half of our aliair. Lady M. You must leave this.

1 Mur. Well, let's away, and say how much Macb. O, full of scorpions is my mind, dear

is done.

[Excunt. wife!

(lives. Thou know'st, that Banquo, and his Fleance, SCENE IV.-A Room of State in the Palace. Lady M. But in them nature's copy's not A Banquet prepared. Enter Macbeth, Lady eterne.

Macbeth, Rosse, LENOX, LORDs, and ATMacb. There's comfort yet; they are assail- TENDANTS. able;

Mach. You know your own degrees, sit Then be thou jocund: Ere the bat hath flown

down: at first His cloister'dtlight; ere, to black Hecate's And last, the hearty welcome. summons,

(hums, Lords. Thanks to your majesty. The shard-borne beetle, I with his drowsy

Mucó. Ourself will mingle with society, Hath rung night's yawning peal, there shall be And play the humble host. A deed of dreadful note.

[done Our hostess keeps her state ;* but in best time, Lady M. What's to be done?

We will require her welcome. Macb. Be innocent of the knowledge, dearest

Lady M. Pronounce it for me, Sir, to all our chuck, 5


Till thou applaud the deed. Come, seelingil For my heart speaks, they are welcome.
Skarf up the tender eye of pitiful day;
And, with thy bloody and invisible hand,

Enter first MURDERER, to the door.
Cancel, and tear to pieces, that great bond

Macb. See, they encounter thee with their Which keeps me pale !--Light thickens; and

hearts' thanks: the crow

Both sides are even: Here I'll sit i'the midst: Makes wing to the rooky wood: Good things of day begin to droop and drowse; | The table round. There's blood upon thy face.

Be large in mirth; anon, we'll drink a ineasure Whiles night's black agents to their prey do

Níur. 'Tis Banquo's then. rouse.

[still; Macb. 'Tis better thee without, than he withThou mary'llést at my words; but hold thee

[in. Things, bad begun, make strong themselves by

Is he despatch'd ?
Mur. My lord, his throat is cut; that I did

for him. So, pr’ythee, go with me.


Macb. Thou art the best o'the cut-throats : SCENE III.-The same.-A Park or Lawn,

Yet he's good, with a Gate leading to the Paluce. That did the like for Fleance: if thou didst it, Enter three MURDERERS.

Thou art the nonpareil.

Mur. Most royal Sir, 1 Mur. But who did bid thee join with us?

Fleance is 'scap'd. 3 Mur. Macbeth,

Macb. Then comes my fit again: I had else 2 Mur. He needs not our mistrust; since he

been perfect; delivers

Whole as the marble, founded as the rock; Our offices, and what we have to do, To the direction just.

As broad, and general, as the casing air: [in 1 Mur. Then stand with us.

But now, I am cabin'd, cribb’d, contin'd, bound

[day: To saucy doubts and fears. But Banquo's safe? The west yet glimmers with some streaks of Now spurs the lated traveller apace,

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

bides, To gain the timely inn; and near approaches

With twenty trenched gashes on his head; The subject of our watch.

The least a death to nature. 3 Mur. Hark! I hear horses.

Macb. Thanks for that:

[Aed, Ban. (Within.) Give us a light there, ho!

There the grown serpent lies; the worm, that's 2 Mur. Then it is he; the rest That are within the note of expectation, I

Hath nature that in time will venom breed,

No teeth for the present.-Get thee gone;.toAlready are i'the court.

1 Mur. His horses go about.
3 Mur. Almost a mile: but he does usually,

We'll hear, ourselves again. (Exit MURDERER. So all men do, from hence to the palace gate

Lady M. My royal lord, Make it their walk.

You do not give the cheer: the feast is sold,

That is not often vouch'd, while 'tis a making, Enter Banquo and Fleance, u Serrant with a 'Tis given with welcome: To feed, were best torch preceding them.

at home; 2 Mur. A light, a light!

From thence, the sauce to meat is ceremony ; 3 Mur. "Tis he.

Meeting were bare without it. 1 Mur. Stand to't.

Macb. Sweet remembrancer! Ban. It will be rain to-night.

Now, good digestion wait on appetite, 1 Mur. Let it come down.

And health on both !
[Assaults BANQUO. Len. May it please your highness sit?

[The Ghost of BANQCo rises, and sits in * Do him the highest bonours.

MACBETH's place. + 1.e. The copy, the Icase, by which they hold their Mucb. Here had we now our country's holives from nature, has its time of termination. The beetle borne in the air by its shards or scaly wings were the grac'd person of our Banquo pre

[sent; A term of endcarment. $ I. e. They who are set down in the list of guests, and expected to supper.

nour roof'd,

* Continues in her chair of state,


Who may I rather challenge for unkindness, Macb. Avaunt! and quit my sight! Let the Than pity for mischance !

earth hide thee! Rosse. His absence, Sir, [highness Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold; Lays blame upon his promise. Please it your Thou hast no speculation in those eyes To grace us with your royal company ?

Which thou dost glare with ! Macb. The table's full.

Lady M. Think of this, good peers, Len. Here's a place reserv'd, Sir.

But as a thing of custom: 'tis no other; Macb. Where?

Only it spoils the pleasure of the time. Len. Here, my lord. What is't that moves Macb. What man dare, I dare : your highness?

Approach thou like the rugged Russian bear, Macb. Which of you have done this? The arm’d rhinoceros, or the Hyrcan tiger, Lords. What, my good lord !

Take any shape but that, and my firm nerves Macb. Thou canst not say, I did it: never Shall never tremble: Or, be alive again, Thy gory locks at me.

(shake And dare me to the desert with thy sword; Rosse. Gentlemen, rise; his highness is not If trembling I inbibit* thee, ; -otest me well.

The baby of a girl. Hence, horrible shadow ! Lady M. Sit, worthy friends :--my lord is

(Ghost disappears. often thus,

(seat; Unreal mockery, hence !-- Why, so;-being And hath been from his youth: 'pray you, keep

gone, The fit is momentary ; upon a thought* I am a man again.--- Pray you, sit still. He will again be well : If much you note him, Lady M. You have displac'd'the mirtb, broke You shall offend him, and extend his passionit

the good meeting, Feed, and regard him not.--Are you a man? With most admir'd disorder.

Macb. Ay, and a bold one, that dare look on Macb. Can such things be, Which might appal the devil.

(that And overcomet us like a summer's cloud, Lady M. O proper stuff!

Without our special wonder? You make me This is the very painting of your fear :

strange This is the air-drawn dagger, which, you said, Even to the disposition that I owe, Led you to Duncan. O, these tlaws, and When now I think you can behold such sights, starts,

And keep the natural ruby of your cheeks, (Impostors to true fear,) would well become When mine are blanched with fear. A woman's story, at a winter's fire,

Russe. What sights, my lord ? Authoriz'd by her grandam. Shame itself! Lady M. I pray you, speak not; he grows Why do you make such faces? When all's

worse and worse ; You look but on a stool.

[cone, Question enrages him: at once, good night:Macb. Pr’ythee, see there ! behold ! look! lo! Stand not upon the order of your going, how say you?

[too.- Bul go at once.
Why, what care Î? If thou canst nod, speak Len. Good night, and better health
If charpel-houses, and our graves, must send Attend bis majesty!
Those that we bury, back, our monuments Lady M. A kind good night to all!
Shall be the maws of kites. (Ghost disappears.

[Exeunt Lords and ATTENDANTS. Lady M. What! quite unmann'd in folly ? Macb. It will have blood; they say, blood Macb. If I stand here, I saw him.

will have blood :

(speak; Lady M. Fie, for shaine !

Stones have been known to move, and trees to Macb. Blood hath been shed ere now, i'the Augurs, and understood relations, have olden time,

By magot-pies, and choughs, and rooks, Ere human statute purg'd the gentle weal ;

brought forth

[pight? Ay, and since too, murders have been per- The secret'sť man of blood.- What is the form'd

Lady M. Almost at odds with morning, Too terrible for the ear: the times have been,

which is which. That, when the trains were out, the man would Macb. How say'st thou, that Macduff denies die,

his person, And there an end: but now, they rise again, At our great bidding? With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, Lady M. Did you send to him, Sir ? And push us from our stools : This is more Macb. I hear it by the way; but I will send: Than such a murder is.

(strange There's not a onell of them, but in his house Lady M. My worthy lord,

I keep a servant lee'd. I will to-morrow, Your noble friends do lack you.

(Betimes I will,) unto the weird sisters : Macb. I do forget :

More shall they speak; for now I am bent to Do not musej at me, my most worthy friends;


[good, I have a strange infirmity, which is nothing By the worst means, the worst: for mine owa To those that know me. Come, love and health | All causes shall give way; I am in blood to all;

Stepped in so far, that, should I wade no more, Then I'll sit down :- -Give me some wine, Returning were as tedious as go o'er : fill full:

Strange things I have in head, that will to I drink to the general joy of the whole table,


Which must be acted, ere they may be scann'd. Ghost rises.

Lady M. You lack the season of all natures, And to our dear friend Banquo, whom we

sleep. miss;

Macb. Come, we'll to sleep: My strange and Would he were here! to all, and him, we thirst,

self-abuse And all to all!!!

Is the initiate fear, that wants hard use:Lords. Our duties, and the pledge.

We are yet but young in deed. [Ercunt. * As quick as thought. + Prolong his suffering. * Forbid.

+ Pass over. 1 Sudden gusts.

i Possess.

Magpies. # I. e. All good wishes to all.

Exanined nicely.

11 An individual.

not I,

SCENE V.-The Heath.

Macduff lives in disgrace: Sir, can you tell

Where he bestows himself? Thunder. Enter Hecate, meeting the three Lord. The son of Duncan, WITCHES.

From whom this tyrant holds the due of birth, 1 Witch. Why, how now, Hecate? you look Lives in the English court; and is receiv'd angerly.

Of the most pious Edward with such grace, Hec. Have I not reason, beldams, as you are, That the malevolence of fortune nothing Saucy, and overbold? How did you dare Takes from his high respect: Thither Macduff To trade and traffic with Macbeth,

Is gone to pray the holy king, on his aid In riddles, and affairs of death;

To wake Northumberland, and warlike Si. And I, the mistress of your charms,

ward : The close contriver of all harms,

That, by the help of these, (with Him above Was never call'd to bear my part,

To ratify the work,) we may again Or show the glory of our art?

Give to our tables meat, sleep to our nights; And, which is worse, all you have done Free from our feasts and banquets bloody Hath been but for a wayward son,

knives ; Spiteful, and wrathtul; who, as others do, Do faithful homage, and receive free honours, * Loves for his own ends, not for you.

All which we pine for now : And this report But make amends now: Get you gone, Hath so exasperater the king, that he And at the pit of Acheron,

Prepares for some attempt of war. Meet me i'the morning; thither he

Len, Sent he to Macduff ? Will come to know his destiny.

Lord. He did : and with an absolute, Sir, Your vessels, and your spells, provide, Your charms, and every thing beside:

The cloudy messenger turns me his back, I am for the air; this night I'll spend

And hums; as who should say, You'll rue the Unto a dismal-fatal end.

time Great business must be wrought erc noon :

That clogs me with this answer. Upon the corner of the moon

Len. And that well might There hangs a vaporous drop profound ;* Advise him to a caution, to hold what distance I'll catch it ere it come to ground:

His wisdom can provide. Some holy angel And that, distillid by magic slights,

Fly to the court of England, and unfold Shall raise such artificial sprights,

His message ere he come; that a swift blessing As, by the strength of their illusion,

May soon return to this our suffering country Shall draw him on to his confusion :

Under a hand accurs'd!
He sball spurn fate, scorn death, and bear Lord. My prayers with him! [Exeunt.
His hopes 'bove wisdom, grace, and fear:
And you all know, security

Is mortal's chiefest enemy.
Song: (Within.) Come away, come away, &c.

SCENE 1.-A dark Cave.- In the middle, a Hark, I am call'd; my little spirit, see,

Cauldron boiling. Sits in a foggy cloud, and stays for me. [Exit. Thunder. Enter the three WITCHES. 1 Witch. Come, let's make haste; she'll soon be back again.


1 Witch. Thrice the brinded cat hath mew'd.

2 Witch. Thrice ; and once the hedge-pig SCENE VI.-Fores.- A Room in the Palace.


3 Witch. Harper cries :-'Tis time, 'tis time. Enter LENOX and another LORD.

1 Witch. Round about the cauldron go; Len. My former speeches have but hit your In the poison's entrails throw. thoughts,

Toad, that under coldest stone, Which can interpret further: only, I say,

Days and nights hast thirty-one Things have been strangely borne : The gra

Swelter'd: venom sleeping got, cious Duncan

[dead :- Boil thou first i’the charmed pot! Was pitied of Macbeth :-marry, he was All. Double, double toil and trouble ; And the right-valiant Banquo walk's too late; Fire, burn; and, cauldron, bubble. Whom, you may say, if it please you, Fleance 2 Witch. Fillet of a fenny snake, kill’d,

In the cauldron boil and bake : For Fleance fled. Men must not walk too late. Eye of newt, and toe of frog, Who cannot want the thought, how monstrous Wool of bat, and tongue of dog, It was for Malcolm, and for Donalbain,

Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting, To kill their gracious father? damned fact! Lizard's leg, and owlet's wing, How it did grieve Macbeth! did he not straight, For a charm of powerful trouble, In pious rage, the two delinquents


Like a hell-broth boil and bubble. That were ihe slaves of drink, and thralls of All. Double, double toil and trouble; sleep?

Fire, burn; and, cauldron, bubble. Was not that nobly done? Ay, and wisely too; 3 Witch. Scale of dragon, tooth of woll; For 'twould have anger'd any heart alive,

Witches' mummy; maw, and gulf,s To hear the men deny it. So that, I say,

Of the ravin’d|| salt-sea shark; He has borne all things well: and I do think,

Root of hemlock, digg'd i'the dark; That, had he Duncan's sons under his

Liver of blaspheming Jew; (As, an't please heaven, he shall not,) they

Gall of goat, and slips of yew,
should find

Silver'd in the moon's eclipse;
What 'twere to kill a father; so should Fleance. Nose of Turk, and Tartar's lips;
But, peace!—for from broad words, and cause
he fail'd

* Honours freely bestowed. # For exasperated. His presence at the tyrant's feast, I hear,

This word is employed to signify that the animal was hot and sweating with venom, although sleeping under a

cold stone. * 1.6. A drop that has deep or bidden qualities.

The throat

11 Ravenous.


Finger of birth-strangled babe,

Thou hast harp'd* my fear aright:-But one Ditch-deliver'd by a drab,

word more: Make the gruel thick and slab:

1 Witch. He will not be commanded: Here's Add thereto a tiger's chaudron,

More potent than the first.

[another, For the ingredients of our cauldron. All. Double, double toil and trouble;

Thunder.- An APPARITION of a Bloody Child

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

2 Witch. Cool it with a baboon's blood, App. Macbeth! Macbeth ! Macbeth !Then the charm is firm and good.

Macb. Had I three ears, I'd hear thee.
App. Be bloody, bold,

(man, Enter HECATE, and the other three WITCHES. And resolute : laugh to scorn the power of Hec, 0, well done! I commend your pains;

For none of woman born shall harm Macbeth.

[Descends. And every one shall share i'the gains. And now about the cauldron sing,

Macb. Then live, Macduff; What need I fear

of thee? Like elves and fairies in a ring, Enchanting all that you put in.

But yet l'll make assurance double sure,

And take a bond of fate : thou shalt not live ;

That I may tell pale-hearted fear, it lies,
Black spirits und white,

And sleep in spite of thunder - What is this,
Red spirits and grey;

Thunder.— An APPARITION of a Child Crowned, Mingle, mingle, mingle,

with a Tree in his Hand, rises. You that mingle may.

That rises like the issue of a king; 2 Witch. By the pricking of my thumbs,

And wears upon his baby brow the round Something wicked this way comes :

And top of sovereignty ?
Open, locks, whoever knocks.

AU. Listen, but speak not.

App. Be líon-mettled, proud; and take no Macb. How now, you secret, black, and Who chafes, who frets, or where conspirers are: midnight hags?

Macbeth shall never vanquish'd be, until What is't you do?

Great Birnam wood to high Dunsinane hill All. A deed without a name.

Shall come against him.

[Descends. Macb. I conjure you, by that which you pro- Macb. That will never be; fess,

Who can impress the forest;t bid the tree (Howe'er you come to know it,) answer me:

Unfix his earth-bound root ? sweet bodement? Though you untie the winds, and let them fight

good! Against the churches; though the yestyt waves Rebellious head, rise never, till the wood Confound and swallow navigation up; Of Birnam rise, and our high plac'd Macbeth Though bladed corn be lodg’d, and trees Shall live the lease of nature, pay his breat

blown down; Though castles toppleg on their warders' Throbs to know one thing; Tell me, (if your

To time, and mortal custom.-Yet my heart heads;

art Though palaces, and pyramids, do slope Their heads to their foundations; though the Reign in this kingdom ?

Can tell so much,) shall Banquo's issue ever treasure

Ail. Seek to know no more. Of nature's germins|| tumble all together, Macb. I will be satisfied : deny me this, Even till destruction sicken, answer me And an eternal curse fall on you! Let me To what I ask you.

know:1 Witch. Speak.

Why sinks that cauldrop ? and what noises is 2 Witch. Demand.


(Haut boys. 3 Witch. We'll answer.

1 Witch. Show! 2 Witch. Show! 3 Witch. 1 Witch. Say, if thoud'st rather hear it from

Show! our mouths,

AU. Show his eyes, and grieve his heart; Or from our masters'?

Come like shadows, so depart. Macb. Call them, let me sec them. i Witch. Pour in sow's blood, that hath Eight Kings appear, and pass over the Stage in eaten

order; the last with a Glass in his hand; Her nine farrow; grease, that's sweaten BanQuo following. From the murderer's gibbet, throw

Macb. Thou art too like the spirit of Banquo;
Into the flame.

All. Come, high, or low;
Thyself, and office, deftly show.

Thy crown does sear mine eye-balls :-And
thy hair,

(first: Thunder.-An Apparition of an Armed Head Thou other gold-bound brow, is like the rises.

A third is like the former :-Filthy hags!

Why do you show me this ?--A fourth-Start, Macb. Tell me, thou unknown power,

eyes ! 1 Witch. He knows thy thought;

What! will the line stretch out to the crack of Hear his speech, but say thou nought.

doom !!! App. Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth! beware Another yet?-"A seventh ?-I'll see no more:Macduff;

And yet the eighth appears, who bears a glass, Beware the thane of Fife.-Dismiss me :- Which shows me many more; and some ì see, Enough.

[Descends. Mucb. Whaie'er thou art, for thy good cau- * Touched on a passion as a harper touches a string. tion, thanks;

+ The round is that part of a crown which encircles the

head : the top is the ornament which rises above it. * Entrails. + Frothy. 1 Laid flat by wind or rain. 1 Who can command the forest to serve him like a cl. Tumble. | Seeds which have begun to sprout

dier impressed Adroitly.

|| The dissolution of nature.


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