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DUNCAN, King of Scotland.

his Sons.

Generals of the King's Army,

Noblemen of Scotland.
Fleance, Son to Banquo.
SIWARD, Earl of Northumberland, General of

the English Forces.
Seyton, an Officer attending on Macbeth.
Son to Macduff.

An English Doctor.-A Scotch Doctor.
A Soldier.-A Porter.-An old Man.
Gentlewoman attending on Lady Macbeth.
Hecate, and three Witches.
Lords, Gentlemen, Officers, Soldiers, Murder.

ers, Attendants, and Messengers. The Ghost of Banquo, and several other

Scene, in the end of the fourth act, lies in

England; through the rest of the play, in
Scotland; and, chiefly, at Macbeth's Castle.


Show'd like a rebel's whore: But all's too SCENE I.-An open Pluce.


[name,) Thunder and Lightning. Enter three WITCHES. Disdaining fortune, with his brandish'd steel,

For brave Macbeth, (well he deserves that 1 Witch. When shall we three meet again Which smok'd with bloody execution, In thunder, lightning, or in rain ?

Like valour's minion, 2 Witch. When the hurlyburly's* done, Cary'd out his passage, till he fac'd the slave; When the battle's lost and won :

And ne'er shook hands, nor bade farewell to 3 Witch. That will be ere set of sun.


(chaps, 1 Witch. Where the place!

Till he unseam'd him from the nave to the 2 Witch. Upon the heath:

And fix'd his head upon our battlements. 3 Witch. There to meet with Macbeth.

Dun. O, valiant cousin!' worthy gentleman'! 1 Witch. I come, Graymalkin!

Sold. As whence the sun 'gins his reflection All. Paddock calls : -Anon.

Shipwrecking storms and direful thunders Fair is foul, and foul is fair :


[come, Hover through the fog and filthy air.

So from that spring, whence comfort seem'd to (Witches ranish. Discomfort* swells. Mark, king of Scotland,

mark: SCENE II.-A Camp near Fores.

No sooner justice had, with valour arm'd, Alarum within. Enter King DUNCAN, MAL-Compell’d these skipping Kernes to trust their COLM, DONALBAIN, Lenox, with ATTEND

heels; ANTS, meeting a bleeding Soldier.

But the Norweyan lord, surveying vantage, Dun. What bloody man is that? He can re- With furbish'd arms, and new supplies of men, As seemeth by his plight, of the revolt (port, Began a fresh assault. The newest state.

Dun. Dismay'd not this Mal. This is the sergeant,

Our captains, Macbeth and Banquo? Who, like a good and hardy soldier, fought

Sold. Yes ; 'Gainst my captivity :-Hail, brave friend! As sparrows, eagles; or the hare, the lion. Say to the king the knowledge of the broil, If I say sooth,t I must report they were As thou didst leave it.

As cannons overcharg'd with double cracks; Sold. Doubtfully it stood;

So they As two spent swimmers, that do cling together, Doubly redoubled strokes upon the foe: And choke their art. The merciless Macdon? Except they meant to bathe in reeking wounds, (Worthy to be a rebel; for, to that, (wald Or memorize another Golgotha, The multiplying villanies of nature

I cannot tell : Do swarm upon him,) from the western isles But I am faint, my gashes cry for help. Of Kernes and Gallowglasses is supplied ;t Dun. So well thy words becoine thee, as they And fortune, on his damned quarrelf smiling, wounds; * Tumult. +1 e. Supplied with light and heavy armed troops.

* The opposite to comfort.

+ Truth * Cause

Make a jother Golgotha as memorable as the first

stand me,


They smack of honour both:-Go, get him sur- AU. The weird sisters,* hand in hand, geons. (Erit SOLDIER, uttended. Posters of the sea and land,

Thus do go about, about;
Enter Rosse.

Thrice to thine, and thrice to mine,
Who comes here?

And thrice again, to make up nine :
Mul. The worthy thane of Rosse.

Peace!-the charm's wound up.
Len. What a haste looks through his eyes!
So should he look,

Enter MacBeth and Bax200.
That seems to speak things strange.
Rosse. God save the king!

Macb. So foul and fair a day I have not seed. Dun. Whence cam'st thou, worthy thane?

Ban. How far is't call'd to Fores?-What Rosse. From Fife, great king,

are these, Where the Norweyan banners flout* the sky,

So wither'd, and so wild in their attire; And fan our people cold.

That look not like the inhabitants o' the earth, Norway himself, with terrible numbers, And yet are on't? Live you? or are you aught Assisted by that most disloyal traitor

That man may question? You seem to underThe thane of Cawdor, 'gan a dismal conflict : Tillthat Bellona's bridegroom,t lapp'd in proof,: By each at once her choppy finger laying Confronted him with self-comparisons,

Upon her skinny lips :-You should be women, Point against point rebellious, arm'gainst arm, And yet your beards forbid me to interpret Curbing his lavish spirit: And, to conclude,

That you are so. The victory fell on us;

Macb. Speak, if you can ;-What are you? Dun. Great happiness!

1 Witch. All hail, Macbeth! hail to thee, Rosse. That now


thane of Glamis ! Sweno, the Norways' king, craves composi

2 Witch. All hail, Macbeth! hail to thee, Nor would we deign him burial of his men,

thane of Cawdor! Till he disbursed, at Saint Colmes' inch,

3 Witch. All hail, Macbeth! that shalt bs Ten thousand dollars to our general use.

king hereafter. Dun. No more that thane of Cawdor shall Ban. Good Sir, why do you start; and seem deceive

to fear

[truth, Our bosom interest:-Go, pronounce his death, Things that do sound so fair ?-I'the name of And with his former title greet Macbeth. Are ye fantasticalt or that indeed Rosse. I'll see it done.

Which outwardly ye show? My noble partner Dun. What he hath lost, noble Macbeth hath You greet with present grace, and great pre



Of noble having,t and of royal hope, (not: SCENE 111.- A Heath.Thunder.-Enter the That he seems rapto withal; to me you speak three WITCHES.

If you can look into the seeds of time,

And say, which grain will grow, and which ! Witch. Where hast thou been, sister ? 2 Witch. Killing swine. 3 Witch. Sister, where thou?

Speak then to me, who neither beg, nor fear, I Witch. A Sailor's wife had chesnuts in

Your favours, nor your hate.

1 Witch. Hail ! her lap,

2 Witch. Hail ! And mounch’d, and mounch'd, and mounch’d:

3 Witch. Hail! Gire me, quoth I:

(cries. Aroint thee, $ uitch! the rump-fed ronyon||

1 Witch. Lesser than Macbeth, and greater. Her husband's to Aleppo gone, master o'the

2 Witch. Not so happy, yet much happier.

3 Witch. Thou shalt get kings, though thou Tiger:

be none : But in a sieve I'll thither sail,

So, all hail, Macbeth, and Banquo!
And, like a rat without a tail,
I'll do, I'll do, and I'll do.

1 Witch. Banquo, and Macbeth, all hail! 2 Witch. I'll give thee a wind.

Macb. Stay, you imperfect speakers, tell me 1 Witch. Thou art kind.

By Sinel's death, I know, I am thane of Glamis; 3 Witch. And I another.

But how of Cawdor? the thane of Cawdor lives, 1 Witch. I myself have all the other; And the very ports they blow,

A prosperous gentleman; and, to be king,

Stands not within the prospect of belief, All the quarters that they know l’ the shipman's card.

No more than to be Cawdor. Say, from whence I will drain him dry as hay:

You owe this strange intelligence? or why

Upon this blasted heath you stop our way Sleep shall, neither night nor day,

With such prophetic greeting?-Speak, I charge Hang upon his pent-house lid; He shall live a man forbid :**

[WITCHES ranish.

Bun. T'he earth hath bubbles, as the water Weary sev'n-nights, nine times nine, Shall he dwindle, peak, and pine :


And these are of them :--Whither are they va. Though his bark cannot be lost,

nish'd ? Yet it shall be tempest-toss'd.

Macb. Into the air; and what seem'd corLook wbat I have. 2 Witch. Show me, show me.

poral melted

[staid ! I Witch. Here I have a pilot's thumb,

As breach into the wind. -'Would they had

Bun. Were such things here, as we do speadi Wreck’d, as homeward he did come.

about? [Drum urithin.

Or have we eaten of the insane root,l! 3 Witch. A drum, a drum;

That takes the reason prisoner? Macbeth doth coine.

Mucb. Your cbildren shall be kings. * Mock.

+ Shakspeare means Mars. 1 Deferided by armour of prool (Avaunt, begone.

will not;

more :


* Prophctic sisters. + Supric Tra?, sirona

I Estate. I A scurvy woman fcd on off.xls. I Sailor's chart.

| Rapturously affreuen The root ubi h makes insatie,

•* Accursis

325 Bun. You shall be king.

Bun. Look, how our partner's rapt. Mact. And thane of Cawdor too; went it Macb. If chance will have m: king, why, not so?

chance may crown me,
Bun. To the self-same tune, and words. Without my stir.
Who's here?

Ban. New honours come upon him
Enter Rosse and Angus.

Like our strange garments; cleave not to their
But with the aid of use.

(mould, Rosse. The king hath happily receiv’d, Mac

Macb. Come what come may;

[day. beth,

Time and the hour* runs through the roughest The news of thy success : and when he reads Ban. Worthy Macbeth, we stay upon your Thy personal venture in the rebels' fight,

leisure. His wonders and his praises do contend, Macb. Give me your favour:t-my dull brain Which should be thine, or his: Silenc'd with was wrought

(paids that,

With things forgotten. Kind gentlemen, your In viewing o'er the rest o'the self-same day, Are register'd where every day I turn He tinds thee in the stout Norweyan ranks, The leaf to read them.--Let us toward the Nothing afеard of what thyself didst make,


[time, Strange images of death. As thick as tale, ** Think upon what hath chanc'd: and, at more Came post with post; and every one did bear The interim having weigh'd it, let us speak Thy praises in his kingdom's great defence, Our free hearts each to other. And pour'd them down before him.

Ban. Very gladly. Ang. We are sent,

Macb. Till then, enough.--Come, friends. To give thee, from our royal master, thanks;

[Exeunt. To herald thee into his sight, not pay thee. Rosse. And, for an earnest of a greater ho

SCENE IV.-Fores.-- A Room in the Palace. nour,

[dor: Flourish. Enter Duncan, Malcolm, DonalHe bade me, from him, call thee thane of Caw- BAIN, LENOX, and ATTENDANTS. In which addition,t hail, most worthy thane ! Dun. Is execution done on Cawdor? Are For it is thine.

Those in commission yet return’d? Ban. What, can the devil speak true?


Mal. My liege, Macb. The thane of Cawdor lives; Why do they are not yet come back. But I have spoke you dress me

With one that saw him die: who did report, In borrow'd robes ?

That very frankly he confess'd his treasons ; Ang. Who was the thane, lives yet;

Implor'd your highness' pardon; and set forth But under heavy judgement bears that life Which he deserves to lose. Whether he was

A deep repentance : nothirg in his life Combin'd with Norway; or did line the rebel As one that had been studied in his death,

Became hím, like the leaving it; he died With hidden help and vantage; or that with To throw away the dearest thing he ow'd, both

As 'twere a careless trifle. He labour'd in his country's wreck, I know not; Dun. There's no art, But treasons capital, confess'd, and prov'd,

To find the mind's construction in the face: Have overthrown him.

He was a gentleman on whom I built Macb. Glamis, the thane of Cawdor:

An absolute trust.-0 worthiest cousin ! The greatest is behind.—Thanks for your pains.

Enter Macbeth, BANQUọ, Rosse, and ANGUS. Do you not hope your children shall be kings, When those that gave the thane of Cawdor to The sin of my ingratitude even now Promis'd no less to them?

[me, Was heavy on me: Thou art so far before, Ban. That, trusted home,

That swiftest wing of recompense is slow Might yet enkindlet you unto the crown,

To overtake thee. Would thou hadst less doBesides the thane of Cawdor. But'tis strange: That the proportion both of thanks and pay


(ment And oftentimes, to win us to our harm, The instruments of darkness tell us truths; Might have been mine! only I have left to say, Win us with honest trifles, to betray us

More is thy due than more than all can pay. In deepest consequence.

Macb. The services and the loyalty I owe, Cousins, a word, I pray you,

In doing it, pays itself. Your highness' part Macb. Two truths are told,

Is to receive our duties : and our dutie3 As happy prologues to the swelling act Are to your throne and state, children, and Of the imperial theme.-I thank you, gentle


{thing This supernatural solicitings [men. Which do but what they should, by doing every Cannot be ill; cannot be good :-If ill,

Safe toward your love and honour. Why hath it given me earnest of success,

Dun. Welcome hither: Commencing in a truth? I am thane of Caw. I have begun to plant thee, and will labour dor:

Tomake theefull of growing.||--Noble Banquo, If good, why do I yield to that suggestion||

That hast no less desery’d,

nor must be known Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair,

No less to have done so, let me infold thee,
And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, And hold thee to my heart.
Against the use of nature ? Present fears

Ban. There if I grow,
Are less than horrible imaginings: [cal, The harvest is your own.
My thought, whose murder yet is but fantasti- Dun. My plenteous joys,
Shakes so my single state of man, that function Wanton in fulness, seek to hide themselves
Is smother'd in surmise ;
;** and nothing is,

In drops of sorrow. Sons, kinsmen, thanes, But what is not.

And you whose places are the nearest, know, * As fast as they could be counted. + Title.

* Tine and opportunity.

+ Pardon. Stimulate.

6 Encitement. • Owned, possened. Temptation.

! Firmly fixed. We cannot construe the disposition of the mind by e 120 powers of action are oppressed by conjecture. the lineaments of the face.

|| Exuberante

We will establish our estate upon [ter, One of my fellows had the speed of him;
Our eldest, Malcolm; whom we name hereaf- Who, almost dead for breath, had scarcely
The prince of Cumberland: which honour must Than would make up his message. (more
Not, unaccompanied, invest him only,

Lady M. Give him tending,
But signs of nobleness, like stars, shall shine He brings great news. The raven himself is
On all deservers.
From hence to Inverness, hoarse,

[Exit ATTENDANT. And bind us further to you.

That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan Macb. The rest is labour, which is not us’a | Under my battlements. Come, come, you for you:

spirits I'll be myself the harbinger, and make joyful That tend on mortal* thoughts, unsex me here; The hearing of my wife with your approach; And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full So, humbly take my leave.

Of direst cruelty! make thick my blood, Dun. My worthy Cawdor!

Stop up the access and passage to remorse ;t Macb. The prince of Cumberland !—That is That no compunctious visitings of nature a step,

Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between On which I must fall down, or else o'er-leap, The effect, and it! Come to my woman's breasts,

[Aside. And take my milk for gall, you murd’ring For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires ! ministers, Let not light see my black and deep desires : Wherever in your sightless substances The eye wink at the hand! yet let that be, You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.


[Exit. And pall: thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! Dun. True, worthy Banquo; he is full so va- That my keen knifeş see not the wound it And in his commendations I am fed; [liant;*


[dark, It is a banquet to me. Let us after him, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of thé Whose care is gone before to bid us welcome: To cry, Hold, Hold !- Great Glamis! worthy It is a peerless kinsman. (Flourish. Ereunt.

SCENE V.-Inverness.-A Room in

Enter Macbeth,
Macbeth's Castle.

Greater than both, by the all-bail hereafter! Enter Lady MACBETH, reuding a letter,

Thy letters have transported me beyond

This ignorant present,ll and I feel now Lady M. They met me in the day of success; The future in the instant. and I hure learned by the perfectest report,t they Macb. My dearest love, have more in them than mortal knowledge. When Duncan comes here to-night. I burned in desire to question them further, they

Lady M. And when goes hence? made themselres-air, into which they vanished.

Macb. To-morrow,-as he purposes. Whiles I stood rapt in the wonder of it, came

Lady M. O, never missirest from the king, who all-hailed me, Thane Shall sun that morrow see ! of Cawdor; by which title, before, these weird Your face, my thane, is as a book, where men sisters saluted me, and referred me to the coming May read strange matters :-To beguile the on of time, with, Hail, king that shalt be!

time, This have' I thought good to delirer thee, my Look like the time; bear welcome in your eye, dearest partner of greatness; that thou mightest Your hand, your tongue: look like the inno.. not lose the dues of rejoicing, by being ignorant

cent flower, of what greatness is promised thee. Lay it to thy But be the serpent under it. He that's coming heart, and farewell.

Must be provided for: and you shall put Glamis thou art, and Cawdor; and shalt be This night's great business into my despatch; What thou art promis’d:-Yet do I fear thy Which shall to all our nights and days to come nature;

Give solely sovereign sway and masterdom, It is too full o'the milk of human kindness, Macb. We will speak further. To catch the nearest way: Thou would'st be Lady M. Only look up clear; Art not without ambition; but without [great; To alter favour ever is to fear: The illness should attend it. What thou Leave all the rest to me.

(Exeunt. would'st highly,

[false, That would'st thou holily; would'st not play| SCENE VI.The same.-Before the Castle. And yet would'st wrongly win : thou’ust have, Hautboys.-Servants of MacBeth attending. great Glamis,

[hare it; That which cries, Thus thou must do, if thou Enter DUNCAN, MALCOLM, DONAlbain, BanAnd that which rather thou dost fear to do,

QUO, LENOX, MACDUFF, Rosse, Angus, and

Attendants. Than wishest should be undone. Hie thee hither,

Dun. This castle hath a pleasant seat; the air That I may pour my spirits in thine ear; And chastise with ihe valour of my tongue

Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself

Unto our gentle senses. All that impedes thee from the golden round,

Bun. This guest of summer, Which fate and metaphysicall| aid doth seem To have thee crown’d withal.“What is your By his lov'd mansionry, that the heaven's

The temple-haunting martlet, does approve, tidings?

breath, Enter an ATTENDANT.

Smells wooingly here: no jutty, frieze, buttress Attend. The King comes here to-night.

Nor coigne of 'vantage,** but this bird hate

made Lady. M. Thou’rt mad to say it: Is not thy master with him ? who, wer't so,

His pendent bed, and procreant cradle: Where Would have inforin'd for preparation.

they Attend. So please you, it is true; our thane * Murderous. + Pity. 1 Wrap as in a mantle. is coming :

į Knife anciently meant a sword or dagger.

1. e. Beyond the present time, which is according to Full as valiant as described. + The best intelligence. the process of nature ignorant of the future. * Messengers. & Diadexa. U Supernatural Louk, countenance. ** Convenient cornet,


Most breed and haunt, I have observ'd, the air To prick the sides of my intent, but only Is delicate.

Vaulting ambition, which o'er-leaps itself,

And falls on the other.—How now, what news? Enter Lady Macbeth. Dun. See, see! our honour'd hostess :

Enter Lady Macbeth. The love that follows us, sometime is our Lady M. He has almost supp'd; Why have trouble,


you left the chamber?
Which still we thank as love. Herein I teach Mach, Hath he ask'd for nie?
How you shall bid God yield* us for your Lady M. Know you not, be has?
And thank us for your trouble. [pains, Macb. We will proceed no further in this
Lady M. All our service

business :

[bought In every point twice done, and then done dou- He hath honourd me of late; and I have Were poor and single business, to contend Golden opinions from all sorts of people, Against those honours deep and broad, where which would be worn now in their newest with Not cast aside so soon.

[gloss, Your majesty loads our house: For those of old, Ludy M. Was the hope drunk, (since: And the late dignities heap'd up to them, Wherein you dress'd yourself ? 'hath it slept We rest your hermits.t

And wakes it now, to look so green and pale Dun. Where's the thane of Cawdor? At what it did so freely ? From this time, We cours’d him at the heels, and had a pur. Such I account thy love. Art thou afeard To be his purveyor: but he rides well ; [pose To be the same in thine own act and valour, And his great love, sharp as his spur, hath As thou art in desire? Would'st thou have bolp him

that To his home before us: Fair and noble hostess, Which thou esteem’st the ornament of life, We are your guest to-night.

And live a coward in thine own esteem;
Lady M. Your servants ever [compt,+ Letting I dare not wait upon I would,
Have theirs, themselves, and what is theirs, in Like the poor cat i’the adage?
To make their audit at your highness' pleasure, Macb. Pr’ythee, peace :
Still to return your own.

I dare do all that may become a man;
Dun. Give me your hand :

Who dares do more, is none. Conduct me to mine host; we love him highly, Ludy M. What beast was it then, And shall continue our graces towards him. That made you break this enterprize to me? By your leave, hostess.

(Exeunt. When you durst do it, then you were a man; SCENE VII.-The same -A Room in the

And, to be more than what you were, you

would Castle.


Be so much more the man. Nor time, nor Hautboys and torches. Enter, and pass over the Did then adhere,* and yet you would make

staçe, a Sewer, 9 and divers Sercants with dishes and service. Then enter MACBETH. They have made themselves, and that their fitMacb. If it were done, when 'tis done, then

(know 'twere well

Does unmake you. I have given suck; and It were done quickly : If the assassination

How tender 'tis, to love the babe that milks me: Could trammel upon the consequence, and I would, while it was smiling in my face, catch,

Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless With his surcease, success; that but this blow And dash d the brains out, had I so sworn, as


[you Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time,- Have done to this. We'd jump the life to come.-But, in these

Macb. If we should fail, cases,


Lady M. We fail! We still have judgement here ; that we but But screw your courage to the sticking-place, Bloody instructions, which, being taught, re- And we'll not fail. When Duncan is asleep, turn

{tice (Whereto the rather shall bis day's hard jour. To plague the inventor: This even-handed jus

ney Commends the ingredients of our poison'd Soundly invite him,) his two chamberlains chalice

Will I with wine and wasselt so convince, To our own lips. He's here in double trust: That memory, the warders of the brain, First, as I am his kinsman and his subject,

Shall be a fume, and the receipt of reason Strong both against the deed; then, as his host, A limbeck only: When in swinish sleep Who should against his murderer shut the door, Their drenched natures lie,

as in a death, Not bear the knife myself. Besides, this What cannot you and I perform upon Duncan

The unguarded Duncan? what not put upon Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been

His spongy officers; who shall bear the guilt So clear in his great oflice, that his virtues

Of our great quell? 11 Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, For thy undaunted mettle should compose,

Macb. Bring forth men-children only! against The deep damnation of his taking-off:

Nothing but males. Will it not be receiv'd, And pity, like a naked new-born babe,

When we have mark'd with blood those sleepy

two Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubim, hors'd

(gers, Upon the sightless couriersil of the air,

Of his own chamber, and us'd their very dag: Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye,

That they have don't ? That tears shall drown the wind.— I have no

Lady M. Who dares receive it other, spur

As we shall inake our griefs and clamour roar

Upon his death? * Reward. + 1. e. We as hermits shall ever pray for you.

Macb. I am settled, and bend up 1 Subject to accompt.

* In the same sense as cohere, An oflicer so called from his placing the dishes on the

1 Overpower. able.

l Winds; sightless is invisible. | Murder.


ness now

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