English forces: Young Siward, his son. Seyton, an officer attending on Macbeth. An English Doctor. A Scotch Doctor. Lady Macbeth. Lady Macduff. Gentlewoman attending on lady Macbeth. Hecate, and three Witches. Lords, Gentlemen, Officers, Soldiers, Murderers, At tendants, and Messengers. The Ghost of Banquo, and several other Apparitions. 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. MACBETH. W ACT I. SCENE I. An open Place, Thunder and Lightning. Enter three Witches. 1 Witch. HEN shall we three meet again In thunder, lightning, or in rain? 2 Witch. When the hurlyburly's' done, When the battle's lost and won: 3 Witch. That will be ere set of sun. 1 Witch. Where the place? 2 Witch. Upon the heath: 3 Witch. There to meet with Macbeth. 1 Witch, I come, Graymalkin! All. Paddock calls:-Anon. Fair is foul, and foul is fair: Hoyer through the fog and filthy air. [Witches vanish. SCENE II. A Camp near Fores. Alarum within. Enter King DUNCAN, MALCOLM, DONALBAIN, LENOX, with Attendants, meeting a bleeding Soldier. Dun. What bloody man is that? He can report, I Tumult. As seemeth by his plight, of the revolt The newest state. Mal. This is the sergeant, Who, like a good and hardy soldier, fought Sold. Doubtfully it stood; As two spent swimmers, that do cling together, And choke their art. The merciless Macdonwald (Worthy to be à rebel; for, to that, The multiplying villainies of nature Do swarm upon him,) from the western isles Like valour's minion, Carv'd out his passage, till he fac'd the slave; And ne'er shook hands, nor bade farewell to him, Till he unseam'd him from the nave to the chaps, And fix'd his head upon our battlements. Dun. O, valiant cousin! worthy gentleman! 2 i. e. Supplied with light and heavy armed troops. Compell'd these skipping Kernes to trust their heels; Dun. Dismay'd not this Our captains, Macbeth and Banquo ? Yes; Sold. If I say sooth, I must report they were Doubly redoubled strokes upon the foe: I cannot tell : But I am faint, my gashes cry for help. Dun. So well thy words become thee, as thy wounds; They smack of honour both :-Go, get him surgeons. [Exit Soldier, attended. Enter Rosse. Who comes here? Mal. The worthy thane of Rosse. Len. What a haste looks through his eyes! So should he look, That seems to speak things strange. Rosse. Dun. Whence cam'st thou, worthy thane? Rosse. 5 Truth. God save the king! From Fife, great king, 6 Make another Golgotha as memorable as the first. Where the Norweyan banners flout" the sky, Norway himself, with terrible numbers, 8 The thane of Cawdor, 'gan a dismal conflict: Point against point rebellious, arm 'gainst arm, Dun. Rosse. That now Great happiness! Sweno, the Norways' king, craves composition; Till he disbursed, at Saint Colmes' inch, Dun. No more that thane of Cawdor shall deceive Dun. What he hath lost, noble Macbeth hath won. SCENE III. Thunder. A Heath. Enter the three Witches. 1 Witch. Where hast thou been, sister? 7 Mock. 8 Shakspeare means Mars. 9 Defended by armour of proof. [Exeunt. |