Which he deserves to lose. Whether he was combin'd with those of Norway; And vantage; or that with both he labour'd MACB. Glamis, and thane of Cawdor: BAN. That, trusted home, Might yet enkindle you unto the crown, Besides the thane of Cawdor. But 't is strange: And oftentimes to win us to our harm, The instruments of darkness tell us truths; Win us with honest trifles, to betray us Cousins, a word, I pray you. MACB. Two truths are told, As happy prologues to the swelling act Of the imperial theme.-I thank you, gentlemen.- Cannot be ill; cannot be good:-If ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, My thought, whose murther yet is but fantastical, MACB. If chance will have me king, why, chance may crown me, Without my stir. BAN. New honours come upon him, Like our strange garments, cleave not to their mould But with the aid of use. a We follow the metrical arrangement of the original;-not a perfect one, certainly, but better than the modern text. MACB. Come what come may, Time and the hour runs through the roughest day. BAN. Worthy Macbeth, we stay upon your leisure. MACB. Give me your favour: Flourish. Enter DUNCAN, MALCOLM, DONALBAIN, LENOX, and Attendants. a To get rid of the two hemistichs these five lines are made four in all modern editions. The metrical arrangement of this speech is decidedly improved in the modern text; but the improvement is not, as in the cases where we have rejected changes, produced by the determination to effect an absurd uniformity. The same remark applies to Macbeth's answer to the king. That the proportion both of thanks and payment Might have been mine! only I have left to say, More is thy due than more than all can pay. MACB. The service and the loyalty I owe, In doing it, pays itself. Your highness' part Is to receive our duties: and our duties Are to your throne and state, children and servants; DUN. Welcome hither: BAN. The harvest is your own. DUN. There if I grow, My plenteous joys, But signs of nobleness, like stars, shall shine MACB. The rest is labour, which is not us'd for you: DUN. My worthy Cawdor! MACB. [Aside.] The prince of Cumberland!—That is a step On which I must fall down, or else o'er-leap, For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires! a Sir William Blackstone interprets the word safe as saved, conceiving that the whole speech is an allusion to feudal homage: “The oath of allegiance, or liege homage to the king, was absolute, and without any exception; but simple homage, when done to a subject for lands holden of him, was always with a saving of the allegiance (the love and honour) due to the sovereign. Sauf la foy que jeo doy a nostre seignor le roy,' as it is in Littleton." According to this interpretation, then, Macbeth only professes a qualified homage to the king's throne and state, as if the king's love and honour were something higher than his power and dignity. We cannot understand this. Surely it is easier to receive the words in their plain acceptation—our duties are called upon to do everything which they can do safely, as regards the love and honour we bear you. SCENE V.-Inverness. A Room in Macbeth's Castle. Enter LADY MACBETH, reading a letter. LADY M. "They met me in the day of success; and I have learned by the perfectest report, they have more in them than mortal knowledge. When I burned in desire to question them further, they made themselves air, into which they vanished. Whiles I stood rapt in the wonder of it, came missives from the king, who allhailed me, 'Thane of Cawdor;' by which title, before, these weird sisters saluted me, and referred me to the coming on of time, with, Hail, king that shalt be!' This have I thought good to deliver thee, my dearest partner of greatness; that thou mightest not lose the dues of rejoicing, by being ignorant of what greatness is promised thee. Lay it to thy heart, and farewell." Glamis thou art, and Cawdor; and shalt be What thou art promis'd:-Yet do I fear thy nature; It is too full o' the milk of human kindness, To catch the nearest way: Thou wouldst be great; Art not without ambition; but without The illness should attend it. What thou wouldst highly, That wouldst thou holily; wouldst not play false, And yet wouldst wrongly win: thou 'dst have, great Glamis, That which cries, "Thus thou must do, if thou have it: And that which rather thou dost fear to do, Than wishest should be undone." Hie thee hither, That I may pour my spirits in thine ear; To have thee crown'd withal.-What is your tidings? Is not thy master with him? who, wer 't so, ATTEN. So please you, it is true; our thane is coming: Who, almost dead for breath, had scarcely more Give him tending, You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, To cry, 66 'Hold, hold!"3. -Great Glamis, worthy Cawdor! [Exit Attendant. O, never MACB. To-morrow,—as he purposes. Shall sun that morrow see! Your face, my thane, is as a book, where men Your hand, your tongue: look like the innocent flower, a If fear, compassion, or any other compunctious visitings, stand between a cruel purpose and its realisation, they may be said to keep peace between them, as one who interferes between a violent man and the object of his wrath keeps peace. It is spelt hit in the original, and Tieck proposes to retain hit. The passage appears to us to be rendered more obscure by this reading, whilst this mode of spelling it was by no means unfrequent. |