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But be the serpent under't. He, that's coming,
Must be provided for; and you shall put
This night's great business into my dispatch,
Which thall to all our nights and days to come
Give solely fovereign sway and masterdom.

Macb. We will speak further.

Lady. Only look up clear :
To alter favour, ever, is to fear.
Leave all the rest to me.

[Exeunt.

SCENE, before Macbeth's Castle Gate.

Hausboys and Torches. Enter King, Malcolm, Donal. bain, Banquo, Lenox, Macduff, Roffe, Angus,

and Attendants. HIS castle hath a pleasant seat; the air

King. T Wimbly and sweetly recommends itself

Unto our gentle senses.

Ban. This gueft of summer, The temple-haunting martlet, does approve By his lov'd manfionry that heaven's breath Smells wooingly here. No jutting fricze, Buttrice, nor coigne of vantage, but this bird Hath made his pendant bed, and procreant cradle : Where they moit breed and haunt, I have observ'd, The air is delicate.

Enter Lady. King. See, fee! our honour'd Hostess! The love that follow's us, sometimes is our trouble, Which still we thank as love. Herein I teach you, How you shall bid god-eyld us for your pains, And thank us for

your

trouble. Lady. All our service (In every point twice done, and then done double,) Were poor and single business to contend Against those honours deep and broad, wherewith Your Majesty loads our house. For those of old,

And

And the late dignities heap'd up to them,
We rest your hermits.

King. Where's the Thane of Cawdor
We courst him at the heels, and had a purpose
To be his purveyor: but he rides well,
And his great love, (sharp as his spur,) hath holp him
To’: home before us; fair and noble Hostess,
We are your guest to-night.

Lady. Your servants ever
Have theirs, themselves, and what is theirs in compt,
To make their audit at your Highness' pleasure,
Still to return your own.

King. Give me your hand;
Conduct me to mine Hoit, we love him highly;
And shall continue our graces towards him.
By your leave, Hostess.

[Exeunt.

SCENE, changes to an Apartment in

Macbeth's Castle.

well

Hautboys, Torches. Enter divers servants with dishes and

service over the Stage. Then Macbeth. Macb. F

It were done quickly : if th' affaflivation Could trammel up the consequence, and catch With its surceafe, success; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all--bere, (13) But here, upon this bark and shoal of time, We'd jump the life to come.“-But, in these cases, We still have judgment here, that we but teach Bloody instructions; which, being taught, return To plague th’inventor. Even-handed justice

(13) But here, upon this bark and school of Time ] Bank and schoul What a lionstrous couplement, as Don Armada says, is here of heterogeneous ideas! I have ventured to amend, which restores a consonance of images,

on this bank and hoal of time. i. e. this fhallow, this narrow ford of human life, opposed to the great abyss of eternity. This Word has occurr'd again, before, to us in the life of King Henry VIIIth, And founded all the depths and boals of honour,

Returns

Returns th' ingredients of our poison'd chalice
To our own lips. He's here in double trust :
First, as I am his kinsman and his subject,
Strong both against the deed: Then, as his Hoft,
Who should against his murd'rer shut the door,
Not bear the knife myself. Besides, this Duncan
Hath borne his faculties fo meek, hath been
So clear in his great office, that his virtues
Will plead, like angels, trumpet-tongu'd against
The deep damnation of his taking off :
And pity, like a naked new-born babe,
Striding the blast, or heav'ns cherubin hors'd (14)
Upon the fightless courfers of the air,
Shall blow the horrid deed in ev'ry eye;
That tears shall drown the wind. I have no spur
To prick the sides of my intent, but only
Vaulting ambition, which o'er leaps itself,
And falls on th’other

Enter Lady Macbeth.
How now? what news!

Lady. He's almost supp'd; why have you left the Macb. Hath he ask'd for me?

(chamber? Lady. Know you not, he has ?

Macb. We will proceed no further in this business.
He hath honour'd me of late ; and I have bought
Golden opinions from all sort of people,
Which would be worn now in their newest gloss,
Not cast afide fo foon.

Lady. Was the hope drunk,
Wherein you drest yourself? hath it slept fince ?
And wakes it now, to look so green
At what it did so freely? from this time,
Such I account thy love. Art thou afraid
To be the same in thine own act and valour,
As thou art in defire? wouldst thou have that,

(14) or heav’n’s cherubin borsod upon the fightless couriers of the air.) But the cherubin is the courier; so that he can't be said to be bors d upon another courier. We must read, therefore, coursers.

Mr. Warburton.

and pale

Which thou esteem'ft the ornament of life,
And live a coward in thine own esteem
Letting I dare not wait upon I would,
Like the poor cat i' th’ Adage.

Mach. Pr'ythee, peace :
I dare do all that may become a man;
Who dares do more, is none.

Lady. What bealt was't then,
That made you break this enterprize to me ?
When

you

durft do it, then you were a man; And (to be more than what you were) you would Be so much more the man. Nor time, nor place Did then co-here, and yet you would make both: They've made themselves; and that their fitness now Does unmake you. I have given fuck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have pluckt my nipple from his boneless gums, And dasht the brains out, had I but so sworn As you have done to this.

Macb. If we should fail ?.

Lady. We fail !
But screw your courage to the sticking place,
And we'll not fail. When Duncan is asleep,
(Whereto the rather shall his day's hard journey
Soundly invite him) his two chamberlains
Will I with wine and waffel so convince,
That memory (the warder of the brain)
Shall be a fume; and the receipt of reafon
A limbeck only; when in swinish sleep
Their drenched natures lie as in a death,
What cannot you and I perform upon
Th’unguarded Duncan? what not put upon
His fpungy officers, who shall bear the guilt
Of our great quell ?

Macb. Bring forth men-children only!
For thy undaunted metal should compose
Nothing but males. Will it not be receiv'd,
When we have mark'd with blood those sleepy two
Of his own chamber, and us'd their very daggers,

That

That they have don't ?

Lady. Who dares receive it other,
As we shall make our griefs and clamour roar,
Upon his death?

Macb. I'm settled, and bend up
Each corporal agent to this terrible feat.
Away, and mock the time with faireft show :
False face must hide what the false heart doth know.

[Exeunt.

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ACT II.
SCENE, A Hall in Macbeth's Castle.
Enter Banquo, and Fleance with a torch before bim.

BANQUO.
COW goes the night, boy

Fle. The moon is down:I have not heard the clock.
Ban. And she goes down at twelve.
Fle. I take't, 'tis later, Sir.

Ban.Hold, take my sword. There's husbandry in heav'n,
Their candles are all out.-Take thee that too.
A heavy summons lies like lead upon me,
And yet I would not fleep: Merciful powr's !
Restrain in me the cursed thoughts, that nature
Gives way to in repose.

Enter Macbeth, and a Servant with a torch.
Give me my sword: who's there?

Macb. A friend,

Ban. What, Sir, not yet at rest ? the King's a-bed.
He hath to-night been in unusual pleasure,
And sent great largess to your officers ;
This diamond he greets your wife withal,
By the name of most kind Hostess, and shut up
In measurelefs content.
Macb. Being unpreparid,

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