Acting it many ways. Nay, had I power, I should Pour the sweet milk of concord into hell, Uproar the universal peace, confound All unity on earth. Macd. O Scotland! Scotland! Mal. If such a one be fit to govern, speak : I am as I have spoken. Macd. Fit to govern! No, not to live.-O nation miserable, When shalt thou see thy wholesome days again? By his own interdiction stands accurs'd, And does blaspheme his breed?-Thy royal father Died every day she lived. Fare thee well! Have banish'd me from Scotland. O, my breast, Mal. Macduff, this noble passion, Child of integrity, hath from my soul Wip'd the black scruples, reconcil'd my thoughts Unspeak mine own detraction; here abjure No less in truth, than life: my first false speaking Now we'll together; And the chance, of goodness, Macd. Such welcome and unwelcome things at once, 'Tis hard to reconcile. X Enter a Doctor. Mal. Well; more anon.-Comes the king forth, I pray you? Doct. Ay, sir; there are a crew of wretched souls, That stay his cure their malady convinces9 The great assay of art; but, at his touch, Such sanctity hath heaven given his hand, They presently amend. Mal. I thank you, doctor. Macd. What's the disease he means? [Exit Doctor. A most miraculous work in this good king ; The healing benediction. With this strange virtue, And sundry blessings hang about his throne, That speak him full of grace. Enter RosSE. Macd. See, who comes here? Mal. My countryman; but yet I know him not. Macd. My ever-gentle cousin, welcome hither. Mal. I know him now: Good God, betimes remove The means that make us strangers! Rosse. Sir, Amen. Macd. Stands Scotland where it did? Rosse. Alas, poor country; Almost afraid to know itself! It cannot Be call'd our mother, but our grave: where nothing, But who knows nothing, is once seen to smile; Where sighs, and groans,and shrieks that rent the air,' Are made, not mark'd; where violent sorrow seems [9] i. e. overpowers, subdues. STEEV. [1] To rent is an ancient verb, which has been long ago disused. STEEV. A modern ecstacy; the dead man's knell Is there scarce ask'd, for who; and good men's lives Dying, or ere they sicken. Macd. O, relation, Too nice, and yet too true! Mal. What is the newest grief? Rosse. That of an hour's age doth hiss the speaker ; Each minute teems a new one. Macd. How does my wife ? Rosse. Why, well. Macd. And all my children ? Macd. The tyrant has not batter'd at their peace? Mal. Be it their comfort, We are coming thither: gracious England hath That Christendom gives out. Rosse. 'Would I could answer This comfort with the like! But I have words, Where hearing should not latch them.3 Macd. What concern they? The general cause? or is it a fee-grief,♦ Rosse. No mind, that's honest, But in it shares some woe; though the main part [2] That is, no more regarded than the contorsions that fanatics throw themselves into. The author was thinking of those of his own times. WARB. [3] To latch (in the North country dialect) signifies the same as to catch. STEEV. [4] A peculiar sorrow; a grief that hath a single owner. The expression is, at least to our ears, very harsh. JOHNSON. Macd. If it be mine, Keep it not from me, quickly let me have it. Rosse. Let not your ears despise my tongue for ever, Which shall possess them with the heaviest sound That ever yet they heard. Macd. Humph! I guess at it. Rosse. Your castle is surpriz'd; your wife, and babes, Savagely slaughter'd: to relate the manner, Were, on the quarry of these murder'd deer, 5 Mal. Merciful heaven! What, man! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows; Rosse. Wife, children, servants, all That could be found. Macd. And I must be from thence ! My wife kill'd too? Rosse. I have said. Mal. Be comforted: Let's make us med'cines of our great revenge, To cure this deadly grief. Macd. He has no children.6-All my pretty ones? Mal. Dispute it like a man. Macd. I shall do so; But I must also feel it as a man: I cannot but remember such things were, -Did heaven look on, That were most precious to me. And would not take their part? Sinful Macduff, Fell slaughter on their souls: Heaven rest them now! [5] Quarry is a term used both in hunting and falconry. In both sports it means the game after it is killed. STEEV. [6] It has been observed by an anonymous critic, that this is not said of Macbeth, who had children, but of Malcolm, who, having none, supposes a father can be so easily comforted. JOHNS. [7] Swoop is the descent of a bird of prey on his quarry. [8] i. e. contend with your present sorrow like a man. STEEV. STEEV. Convert to anger; blunt not the heart, enrage it. Bring thou this fiend of Scotland, and myself; Mal. This tune goes manly. Come, go we to the king; our power is ready; Is ripe for shaking, and the powers above Put on their instruments. Receive what cheer you may; The night is long, that never finds the day. ACT V. [Exeunt. SCENE I-Dunsinane. A Room in the Castle. Enter a Doctor of Physic, and a waiting Gentlewoman. Doctor. I HAVE two nights watched with you, but can perceive no truth in your report. When was it she last walked ? Gent. Since his majesty went into the field, I have seen her rise from her bed, throw her night-gown upon her, unlock her closet, take forth paper, fold it, write upon it, read it, afterwards seal it, and again return to bed; yet all this while in a most fast sleep. Doc. A great perturbation in nature! to receive at once the benefit of sleep, and do the effects of watching. -In this slumbry agitation, besides her walking, and other actual performances, what, at any time, have you heard her say? Gent. That, sir, which I will not report after her. Doc. You may, to me; and 'tis most meet you should. Gent. Neither to you, nor any one; having no witness to confirm my speech. Enter Lady MACBETH, with a taper. Lo you, here she comes! This is her very guise; and, upon my life, fast asleep. Observe her; stand close. Doc. How came she by that light? [9] See St. John's Revelation, ch. xiv. v. 15. HARRIS. |