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Macb. Avaunt, and quit my sight! Let the Lady M. Almost at odds with morning, which earth hide thee !

is which. Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold; Macb. How say'st thou that Macduff denies his Thou hast no speculation in those eyes

person, Which thou dost glare with!

At our great bidding ? Lady M. Think of this, good peers, Lady M. Did you send to him, sir ? But as a thing of custom : 't is no other;

Macb. I hear it by the way; but I will send : Only it spoils the pleasure of the time.

There's not a one of them, but in his house Macb. What man dare, I dare :

I keep a servant fee'd. I will to-morrow Approach thou like the rugged Russian bear, (And betimes I will) to the weird sisters : The armed rhinoceros, or the Hyrcan tiger; More shall they speak; for now I am bent to Take any shape but that, and my firm nerves . know, Shall never tremble: or, be alive again,

By the worst means, the worst : for mine own And dare me to the desert with thy sword;

good, If trembling I exhibit, then protest me

All causes shall give way: I am in blood The baby of a girl. Hence, horrible shadow ! Stept in so far, that should I wade no more,

[Ghost disappears. Returning were as tedious as go o'er : Unreal mockery, hence !-- Why, so: being gone, Strange things I have in head, that will to hand; I am a man again. — Pray you, sit still. Which must be acted ere they may be scanned. Lady M. You have displaced the mirth, broke Lady M. You lack the season of all natures, the good meeting,

sleep. With most admired disorder.

Macb. Come, we 'll to sleep. My strange and Macb. Can such things be,

self-abuse And overcome us like a summer's cloud, Is the initiate fear, that wants hard use : Without our special wonder? You make me We are yet but young in deed. [Exeunt.

strange
Even to the disposition that I owe,
When now I think you can behold such sights, SCENE V. - The Heath. Thunder.
And keep the natural ruby of your cheeks,
When mine are blanched with fear.

Enter HECATE, meeting the three Witches. Rosse. What sights, my lord ?

1st Witch. Why, how now Hecate? you look Lady M. I pray you, speak not; he grows angerly. worse and worse;

Hec. Have I not reason, beldame as you are, Question enrages him. At once, good night: Saucy and overbold? How did you dare Stand not upon the order of your going,

To trade and traffic with Macbeth,
But go at once.

In riddles and affairs of death;
Len. Good night, and better health And I, the mistress of your charms,
Attend his majesty!

The close contriver of all harms,
Lady M. A kind good night to all ! Was never called to bear my part,

[Exeunt Lords and Attendants. Or shew the glory of our art ? Macb. It will have blood, they say; blood will And, which is worse, all you have done have blood;

Hath been but for a wayward son, Stones have been known to move, and trees to Spiteful, and wrathful; who, as others do, speak;

| Loves for his own ends, not for you. Augurs, and understood relations, have

But make amends now. Get you gone, By magot-pies, and choughs, and rooks, brought And at the pit of Acheron forth

Meet me i' the morning; thither he The secret'st man of blood. - What is the night? / Will come to know his destiny.

Your vessels and your spells provide,

Was not that nobly done ? Ay, and wisely Your charms, and everything beside :

too; I am for the air; this night I'll spend

For 't would have angered any heart alive, Unto a dismal and a fatal end.

To hear the men deny it. So that, I say, Great business must be wrought ere noon : He has borne all things well; and I do think, Upon the corner of the moon

That, had he Duncan's sons under his key There hangs a vaporous drop profound;

(As, an 't please heaven, he shall not), they should I'll catch ere it come to ground :

find And that, distilled by magic sleights,

What 't were to kill a father : so should Fleance. Shall raise such artificial sprights,

But peace !—for from broad words, and 'cause he As, by the strength of their illusion,

failed Shall draw him on to his confusion :

His presence at the tyrant's feast, I hear
He shall spurn fate, scorn death, and bear Macduff lives in disgrace : sir, can you tell
His hopes 'bove wisdom, grace, and fear : Where he bestows himself ?
And you all know, security

Lord. The son of Duncan,
Is mortals' chiefest enemy.

From whom this tyrant holds the due of birth,

Lives in the English court; and is received
SONG [within].

Of the most pious Edward with such grace,

That the malevolence of fortune nothing
Come away, come away, &c.

Takes from his high respect : thither Macduff is

gone Hark, I am called; my little spirit, see,

To pray the holy king, upon his aid, Sits in a foggy cloud, and stays for me. [Exit. To wake Northumberland and warlike Seward : 1st. Witch. Come, let's make haste; she 'll soon That, by the help of these (with Him a be back again.

[Exeunt. To ratify the work), we may again

Give to our tables meat, sleep to our nights;
Free from our feasts and banquets bloody knives ;

Do faithful homage, and receive free honors ; SCENE VI.- Fores. A Room in the Palace.

All which we pine for now: and this report

Hath so exasperate the King, that he
Enter LENOX and another Lord.

Prepares for some attempt of war. Len. My former speeches have but hit your Len. Sent he to Macduff ? thoughts,

Lord. He did: and with an absolute “Sir, Which can interpret further : only, I say,

not I," Things have been strangely borne. The gracious The cloudy messenger turns me his back, Duncan

And hums; as who should say, “You'll rue the Was pitied of Macbeth :-marry, he was dead :

time And the right-valiant Banquo walked too late; That clogs me with this answer.” Whom, you may say, if it please your Fleance Len.. And that well might killed,

Advise him to a caution, to hold what distance For Fleance fled. Men must not walk too late; His wisdom can provide. Some holy angel Who cannot want the thought, how monstrous Fly to the court of England, and unfold It was for Malcolm and for Donalbain

His message ere he come; that a swift blessing To kill their gracious father? damned fact ! May soon return to this our suffering country How it did grieve Macbeth ! did he not straight, Under a hand accursed ! In pious rage, the two delinquents tear,

Lord. I'll send my prayers with him! That were the slaves of drink, and thralls of sleep?

[Exeunt.

ACT IV.

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SCENE I. — A dark Cave. In the middle, al 2nd Witch. Cool it with a baboon's blood, Cauldron boiling. Thunder.

Then the charm is firm and good. Enter the three Witches.

Enter HECATE, and the other three Witches. 1st Witch. Thrice the brinded cat hath mewed. Hec. O, well done! I commend your pains ; 2nd Witch. Thrice; and once the hedge-pig And every one shall share i' the gains. whined.

And now about the cauldron sing,
3rd Witch. Harper cries :-'T is time, 't is time. Like elves and fairies in a ring,
1st Witch. Round about the cauldron go; Enchanting all that you put in.
In the poisoned entrails throw. -

SONG.
Toad, that under the cold stone,
Days and nights hast thirty-one

Black spirits and white,
Sweltered venom sleeping got,

Red spirits and grey;
Boil thou first i' the charméd pot !

Mingle, mingle, mingle,

You that mingle may. AU. Double, double toil and trouble;

Fire burn, and cauldron bubble. 2nd Witch. By the pricking of my thumbs, 2nd Witch. Fillet of a fenny snake,

Something wicked this way comes :
In the cauldron boil and bake : Open locks, whoever knocks.
Eye of newt, and toe of frog,

Enter MACBETH.
Wool of bat, and tongue of dog,
Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting, Macb. How now, you secret, black, and mid-
Lizard's leg, and owlet's wing,

night hags?
For a charm of powerful trouble, What is 't you do?

Like a hell-broth boil and bubble. AU. A deed without a name. AN. Double, double toil and trouble; Macb. I conjure you, by that which you profess

Fire burn, and cauldron bubble. (Howe'er you come to know it), answer me: 3rd Witch. Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf; Though you untie the winds, and let them fight

Witch's mummy; maw and gulf Against the churches; though the yesty waves
Of the ravined salt-sea shark; Confound and swallow navigation up;
Root of hemlock, digged i' the dark; Though bleaded corn be lodged, and trees blown
Liver of blaspheming Jew;

down;
Gall of goat, and slips of yew Though castles topple o'er their warders' heads;
Slivered in the moon's eclipse; Though palaces and pyramids do stoop
Nose of Turk, and Tartar's lips; Their heads to their foundations; though the
Finger of birth-strangled babe,

treasure
Ditch-delivered by a drab,

Of Nature's germins tumble all together,
Make the gruel thick and slab : Even till destruction sicken, answer me
Add thereto a tiger's chawdron, To what I ask you.

For the ingredients of our cauldron. 1st Witch. Speak.
AU.
Double, double toil and trouble; 2nd Witch.

Demand.
Fire burn, and cauldron bubble. 3rd Witch.

We'll answer.

1st Witch. Say, if thou 'dst rather hear it from App. Be lion-mettled, proud; and take no care our mouths,

Who chafes, who frets, or where conspirers are: Or from our masters' ?

Macbeth shall never vanquished be, until Macb. Call them; let me see them. Great Birnam wood to high Dunsinane hill 1st Witch. Pour in sow's blood, that hath eaten Shall come against him.

[Descendo Her nine farrow; grease, that's sweaten

Macb. That will never be : From the murderer's gibbet, throw

Who can impress the forest; bid the tree Into the flame.

Unfix his earth-bound root? sweet bodements ! Al. Come, high or low;

good! Thyself and office deftly shew.

Rebellion's head, rise never till the wood

Of Birnam rise; and our high-placed Macbeth Thunder. An Apparition of an armed Head rises.

Shall live the lease of nature, pay his breath Macb. Tell me, thou unknown power, - To time and mortal custom. — Yet my heart

1st Witch. He knows thy thought; Throbs to know one thing: tell me (if your art Hear his speech, but say thou nought.

Can tell so much), shall Banquo's issue ever App. Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth! beware Reign in this kingdom ? Macduff;

All. Seek to know no more. Beware the thane of Fife. — Dismiss me:- Macb. I will be satisfied : deny me this, Enough.

Descends. And an eternal curse fall on you! Let me know :Macb. Whate'er thou art, for thy good caution, Why sinks that cauldron ? and what noise is this? thanks;

[Hautboys. Thou hast harped my fear aright:- But one word 1st Witch. more:

2nd Witch. { Shew! 1st Witch. He will not be commanded. Here's 3rd Witch. ) another,

All. Show his eyes, and grieve his heart; More potent than the first.

Come like shadows, so depart. Thunder. An Apparition of a bloody Child

Eight Kings appear, and pass over the Stage in rises.

order; the last with a glass in his hand; BanApp. Macbeth ! Macbeth! Macbeth ! - |

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

Macb. Thou art too like the spirit of Banquo; And resolute; laugh to scorn the power of man;

down! For none of woman born shall harm Macbeth. Thy crown does sear mine eye-balls :- And thy

[Descends.

air, Macb. Then live, Macduff: What need I fear Thou other gold-bound brow, is like the first :of thee?

A third is like the former :- Filthy hags! 1 But yet I'll make assurance double sure, Why do you shew me this ? - A fourth ? — Start, And take a bond of fate : thou shalt not live;

eyes! That I may tell pale-hearted fear, it lies, What! will the line stretch out to the crack of And sleep in spite of thunder. — What is this, I doom?

Another yet?- A seventh ? — I'll see no more :Thunder. An Apparition of a Child, crowned,

And yet the eighth appears, who bears a glass, with a tree in his hand, rises.

Which shews me many more; and some I see That rises like the issue of a king;

That two-fold balls and treble sceptres carry : And wears upon his baby brow the round Horrible sight ! – Ay, now, I see, 't is true; And top of sovereignty ?

For the blood-bolted Banquo smiles upon me, AU. Listen, but speak not to 't. | And points at them for his. — What, is this so?

1st Witch. Ay, sir, all this is so : but why SCENE II. - Fife. A Room in Macduff's Castle. Stands Macbeth thus amazédly? Come, sisters, cheer we up his sprights,

Enter LADY MACDUFF, her Son, and ROSSE. And shew the best of our delights;

Lady Macd. What had he done to make him I'll charm the air to give a sound,

fly the land ? While you perform your antique round :

Rosse. You must have patience, madam. That this great king may kindly say,

L. Macd. He had none : Our duties did his welcome pay.

His flight was madness: When our actions do not, [Music. The Witches dance and vanish. Our fears do make us traitors. Macb. Where are they? Gone? Let this per- Rosse. You know not nicious hour

Whether it was his wisdom, or his fear. Stand aye accursèd in the calendar!

L. Macd. Wisdom ! to leave his wife, to leave Come in, without there !

his babes,
His mansion, and his titles in a place

From whence himself does fly? He loves us not;
Enter LENOX.

He wants the natural touch : for the poor wren,

The most diminutive of birds, will fight Len. What's your grace's will ? (Her young ones in her nest) against the owl. Macb. Say you the weird sisters ?

All is the fear, and nothing is the love; Len. No, my lord.

As little is the wisdom, where the flight Macb. Came they not by you?

So runs against all reason. Len. No, indeed, my lord.

Rosse. My dearest coz, Macb. Infected be the air whereon they ride: I pray you, school yourself: but for your husband, And damned all those that trust them!I did He is noble, wise, judicious, and best knows hear

The fits o' the season. I dare not speak much The galloping of horse: Who was 't come by?

further : Len. 'Tis two or three, my lord, that bring you But cruel are the times when we are traitors, word,

And do not know ourselves; when we hold ruMacduff is fled to England.

mor Macb. Fled to England ?

From what we fear, yet know not what we fear; Len. Ay, my good lord.

But float upon a wild and violent sea, Macb. Time, thou anticipat’st my dread ex. Each way, and move.— I take my leave of you: ploits :

Shall not be long but I'll be here again : . The flighty purpose never is o’ertook,

Things at the worst will cease, or else climb upUnless the deed go with it: from this moment,

ward The very firstlings of my heart shall be

To what they were before. - My pretty cousin, The firstlings of my hand. And even now, Blessing upon you ! To crown my thoughts with acts, be it thought L. Macd. Fathered he is, and yet he's fatherand done :

less. The castle of Macduff I will surprise ;

Rosse. I am so much a fool, should I stay longer, Sieze upon Fife; give to the edge o' the sword It would be my disgrace, and your discomfort: His wife, his babes, and all unfortunate souls I take my leave at once. ! [Exit Rosse. That trace him in his line. No boasting like a L. Macd. Sirrah, your father's dead : fool;

And what will you do now? how will you live? This deed I'll do before this purpose cool :

Son. As birds do, mother. But no more flights !- Where are these gentle L. Macd. What, with worms and flies? men?

Son. With what I get, I mean; and so do Come, bring me where they are. [Exeunt. they.

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