King. Where's the Thane of Cawdor? And his great love, sharp as his spur, hath holp him Lady M. 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 ine to mine host; we love him highly, Flourish of Trumpets and Drums.-Exeunt through SCENE VII.-Macbeth's Castle at Inverness. Enter MACBETh, r. Mach. If it 'were done, when 'tis done, then 'twere well, It were done quickly. Could trammelt up the If the assassination consequence, and catch • Account. † Intercept. + Extinction. I have no spur To prick the sides of my intent, but only And falls on the other side-How now! what news? Lady M. He has almost supped: why have you left the chamber? Macb. Hath he asked for me? Lady M. Know you not, he has ? Mach. We will proceed no further in this business : Which should be worn now in their newest gloss, Lady M. Was the hope drunk Wherein you dressed yourself? hath it slept since, I dare do all that may become a man- Lady M. What beast was it, then, [Crossing, L. That made you break the enterprise to me? I would, while it was smiling in my face, Macb. If we should fail Lady M. We fail!— But screw your courage to the sticking place, Macb. Bring forth men-children only! When we have marked with blood those sleepy two Lady M. Who dares receive it other, As we shall make our griefs and clamour roar Macb. I am settled; and bend up Each corporal agent to this terrible feat. Away, and mock the time with fairest show: False face must hide what the false heart doth know. END OF ACT I. [Exeunt, R. ACT II. SCENE I.-Macbeth's Castle at Inverness.-The Gallery Enter BANQUO and FLEANCE, with a Torch, R. Ban. How 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. There's husbandry in Heaven- A heavy summons lies like lead upon me, Enter SEYTON, with a Torch, and Macbeth, l. Mach. A friend. The King's abed: Ban. What, sir, not yet at rest? Mach. Being unprepared, Our will became the servant to defect; Ban. All's well. I dreamed last night of the three weird sisters: Macb. I think not of them: Yet, when we can entreat an hour to serve, Ban. At your kind'st leisure. Mach. If you shall cleave to my consent, when 'tis. It shall make honour for you. Ban. So I lose none, In seeking to augment it, but still keep 1 shall be counselled. Macb. Good repose, the while! Ban. Thanks, sir: the like to you! [Exeunt Fleance and Banquo, up stairs, L. Macb. Go, bid thy mistress, when my drink is ready, She strike upon the bell.-Get thee to bed. Is this a dagger which I see before me, * Largesse, (French) gift, present. [Exit Seyton, L. The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee! I have thee not: and yet I see thee still! Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling, as to sight? or art thou but As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going; Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses, Thus to mine eyes.-Now o'er the one half world, Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace, Moves like a ghost.-Thou sure and firm-set earth [Clock strikes Two. I go, and it is done; the bell invites me. That summons thee to Heaven, or to hell! [Exit, L.-Thunder and Lightning. Enter LADY MACBETH, L. Lady M. That which hath made them drunk, hath made me bold; What hath quenched them, hath given me fire :-Hark! -Peace! It was the owl that shrieked, the fatal bellman, Which gives the stern'st good-night-[Crossing, R.]—He is about it; The doors are open, and the surfeited grooms Do mock their charge with snores: I have drugged their possets, |