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Scene I.—Fores. A Room in the Palace. I Command upon me; to the which, my duties

Are with a most indissoluble tie
Enter Banquo.

For ever knit.
Ban. Thou hast it now, King, Cawdor, Glamis, Macb. Ride you, this afternoon?

Ban. Ay, my good lord.
As the weird women promised; and I fear

Macb. We should have else desired your good Thou play'dst most foully for 't: yet it was said,

advice It should not stand in thy posterity;

į (Which still hatlı been both grave and prosperous) But that myself should be the root and father In this day's council; but we'll take to-morrow. Of many kings. If there come truth from them Is 't far you ride? (As upon thee, Macbeth, their speeches shine), ! Ban. As far, my lord, as will fill up the time Why, by the verities on thee made good,

'Twixt this and supper: go not my horse the better, May they not be my oracles as well,

I must become a borrower of the night, And set me up in hope? But, hush; no more. For a dark hour, or twain.

Macb. Fail not our feast. Senet sounded. Enter Macbeth, as King; LADY

Ban. My lord, I will not. Macbeth, as Queen; Lenox, Rosse, Lords,

Macb. We hear, our bloody cousins are bestowed Ladies, and Attendants.

In England and in Ireland ; not confessing Macb. Here's our chief guest.

Their cruel parricide, filling their hearers Lady M. If he had been forgotten, With strange invention : but of that to-morrow; It had been as a gap in our great feast,

When, therewithal, we shall have cause of state, And all things unbecoming.

Craving us jointly. Hie you to horse : Adieu, Macb. To-night we hold a solemn supper, sir, Till you return at night. Goes Fleance with you? And I 'll request your presence.

Ban. Ay, my good lord: our time does call Ban. Let your highness

upon us.

Macb. I wish your horses swift and sure of To half a soul, and to a notion crazed, foot;

Say, “Thus did Banquo." And so I do commend you to their backs.

Ist Mur. You made it known to us. Farewell.

[Exit Banduo. Macb. I did so; and went further, which is now Let every man be master of his time

Our point of second meeting. Do you find Till seven at night: to make society

Your patience so predominant in your nature, The sweeter welcome, we will keep ourself That you can let this go? Are you so gospelled, Till supper-time alone: while then, God be with To pray for this good man, and for his issue, you.

Whose heavy hand hath bowed you to the grave, [Exeunt Lady Macbeth, Lords, Ladies, &c. And beggared yours for ever? Sirrah, a word with you: attend those men our 1st Mur. We are men, my liege. pleasure?

Macb. Ay, in the catalogue ye go for men; Attend. They are, my lord, without the palace As hounds, and greyhounds, mongrels, spaniels, gate.

curs, Macb. Bring them before us.—[Exit Attendant. Shoughs, water-rugs, and demi-wolves, are cleped To be thus, is nothing;

All by the name of dogs: the valued file But to be safely thus.–Our fears in Banquo Distinguishes the swift, the slow, the subtle, Stick deep; and in his royalty of nature

The housekeeper, the hunter, every one Reigns that which would be feared : 'tis much he According to the gift which bounteous Nature dares;

Hath in him closed; whereby he does receive And, to that dauntless temper of his mind,

Particular addition, from the bill He hath a wisdom that doth guide his valour That writes them all alike: and so of men. To act in safety. There is none but he

Now, if you have a station in the file, Whose being I do fear: and under him

And not in the worst rank of manhood, say it; My genius is rebuked; as, it is said,

And I will put that business in your bosoms, Mark Antony's was by Cæsar. Hechid the sisters, Whose execution takes your enemy off'; When first they put the name of King upon me, Grapples you to the heart and love of us, And bade them speak to him; then, prophet-like, Who wear our health but sickly in his life, They hailed him father to a line of kings: Which in his death were perfect. Upon my head they placed a fruitless crown, 2nd Mur. I am one, my liege, And put a barren sceptre in my gripe,

Whom the vile blows and buffets of the world Thence to be wrenched with an unlineal hand, Have so incensed, that I am reckless what No son of mine succeeding. If it be so,

I do, to spite the world. For Banquo's issue have I filed my mind;

1st Mur. And I another, For them the gracious Duncan have I murdered ; | So weary with disasters, tugged with fortune, Put rancours in the vessel of my peace

That I would set my life on any chance, Only for them; and mine eternal jewel

To mend it, or be rid on 't.
Given to the common enemy of man,

Macb. Both of you
To make them kings; the seed of Banquo kings! Know Banquo was your enemy.
Rather than so, come fate into the list,

2nd Mur. True, my lord. And champion me to the utterance ! Who's there? Macb. So is he mine: and in such bloody dis

tance, Re-enter Attendant, with two Murderers.

That every minute of his being thrusts Now to the door, and stay there till we call. Against my near’st of life : and though I could

[Exit Attendant. With barefaced power sweep him from my sight, Was it not yesterday we spoke together? And bid my will avouch it, yet I must not,

1st Mur. It was, so please your highness. For certain friends that are both his and mine, Macb. Well then, now

Whose loves I may not drop, but wail his fall Have you considered of my speeches? Know Whom I myself struck down : and thence it is That it was he, in the times past, which held you That I to your assistance do make love; So under fortune; which you thought had been Masking the business from the common eye, Our innocent self. This I made good to you For sundry weighty reasons. Inour last conference: passed in probation with you, 2nd Mur. We shall, my lord, How you were borne in hand; how crossed; the Perform what you command us. instruments;

1st Mur. Though our lives— Who wrought with them; and all things else, that Macb. Your spirits shine through you. Withmight,

in this hour, at most,

I will advise you where to plant yourselves; Lady M. Come on:
Acquaint you with the perfect spy o’the time, I Gentle my lord, sleek o'er your rugged looks ;
The moment on 't; for 't must be done to-night, Be bright and jovial ʼmong your guests to-night.
And something from the palace; always thought, Macb. So shall I, love; and so, I pray, be
That I require a clearness: and with him

you:
(To leave no rubs nor botches in the work), Let your remembrance apply to Banquo;
Fleance his son, that keeps him company,

Present him eminence, both with eye and tongue: Whose absence is no less material to me

Unsafe the while, that we Than is his father's, must embrace the fate Must lave our honours in these flattering streams; Of that dark hour. Resolve yourselves apart;

| And make our faces vizards to our hearts, I 'll come to you anon.

Disguising what they are. 2nd Mur. We are resolved, my lord. Lady M. You must leave this. Macb. I 'll call upon you straight; abide Macb. O, full of scorpions is my mind, dear within.

wife ! It is concluded :-Banquo, thy soul's flight,

Thou know'st that Banquo and his Fleance live. If it find heaven, must find it out to-night.

Lady M. But in them Nature's copy 's not [Exeunt.

eterne. Macb. There's comfort yet; they are assailable;

Then be thou jocund: ere the bat hath flown SCENE II. The same. Another Room. His cloistered flight; ere, to black Hecate's sum

mons, Enter Lady Macbeth, and a Servant.

The shard-borne beetle, with his drowsy hums, Lady M. Is Banquo gone from court? Hath rung night's yawning peal, there shall be Serv. Ay, madam, but returns again to-night.

done Lady M. Say to the King, I would attend his A deed of dreadful note. leisure

Lady M. What's to be done? For a few words.

Macb. Be innocent of the knowledge, dearest Serv. Madam, I will. [Exit.

chuck, Lady M. Nought 's had, all 's spent, Till thou applaud the deed. Come, seeling night, Where our desire is got without content:

Skarf up the tender eye of pitiful day; "T is safer to be that which we destroy,

And, with thy bloody and invisible hand, Than by destruction dwell in doubtful joy. Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond

Which keeps me pale !-Light thickens; and the Enter Macbeth.

crow How now, my lord ? why do you keep alone, Makes wing to the rooky wood : Of sorriest fancies your companions making ! Good things of day begin to droop and drowse, Using those thoughts, which should indeed have Whiles night's black agents to their prey do rouse. died

Thou marvell’st at my words: but hold thee With them they think on? Things without all

still; remedy,

Things bad begun, make strong themselves by ill: Should be without regard: what's done, is done. So, pr’y thee, go with me.

[Exeunt. Macb. We have scotched the snake, not killed

it: She 'll close, and be herself; whilst our poor malice Remains in danger of her former tooth.

Scene III.—The same. A Park or Lawn, with But let the frame of things disjoint,

a Gate leading to the Palace. Both the worlds suffer, Ere we will eat our meal in fear, and sleep

Enter three Murderers. In the affliction of these terrible dreams

1st Mur. But who did bid thee join with us? That shake us nightly: better be with the dead, 3rd Mur. Macbeth. Whom we, to gain our place, have sent to peace, 2nd Mur. He needs not our mistrust; since he Than on the torture of the mind to lie

delivers
In restless ecstasy. Duncan is in his grave; Our offices, and what we have to do,
After life's fitful fever, he sleeps well ;

To the direction just.
Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison, 1st Mur. Then stand with us.
Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing,

The west yet glimmers with some streaks of day: Can touch him further.

Now spurs the lated traveller apace,

To gain the timely inn; and near approaches Mur. 'Tis Banquo's, then.
The subject of our watch.

Macb. 'Tis better thee without, than he within. 3rd Mur. Hark! I hear horses. Is he despatched ? Ban. [within.] Give us a light there, ho! Mur. My lord, his throat is cut; that I did 2nd Mur. Then it is he; the rest

for him. That are within the note of expectation,

Macb. Thou art the best o’the cut-throats: yet Already are i' the court.

he's good 1st Mur. His horses go about.

That did the like for Fleance: if thou didst it, 3rd Mur. Almost a mile: but he does usually, Thou art the nonpareil. So all men do, from hence to the palace gate Mur. Most royal sir, Make it their walk.

Fleance is 'scaped.

Macb. Then comes my fit again: I had else Enter Banquo and FLEANCE, a Servant with a

been perfect; torch preceding them.

Whole as the marble, founded as the rock; 2nd Mur. A light, a light?

As broad and general as the casing air ; 3rd Mur. 'T is he.

But now I am cabined, cribbed, confined, bound in 1st Mur. Stand to 't.

To saucy doubts and fears. But Banquo's safe? Ban. It will be rain to-night.

Mur. Ay, my good lord: safe in a ditch he bides, 1st Mur. Let it come down.

With twenty trenchéd gashes on his head;

[Assaults Banquo. The least a death to nature. Ban. O, treachery! Fly, good Fleance, fly, Macb. Thanks for that: fly, fly;

There the grown serpent lies; the worm that's fled Thou mayst revenge.—0 slave!

Hath nature that in time will venom breed; Dies. Fleance and Servant escape. No teeth for the present.—Get thee gone; to3rd Mur. Who did strike out the light?

morrow 1st Mur. Was 't not the way?

We'll hear ourselves again. [Exit Murderer. 3rd Mur. There 's but one down; the son is Lady M. My royal lord, fled.

You do not give the cheer: the feast is sold 2nd Mur. We have lost best half of our affair. That is not often vouched, while 't is a making, 1st Mur. Well, let's away, and say how much 'Tis given with welcome. To feed were best at is done.

[Exeunt.

home:
From thence, the sauce to meat is ceremony;
Meeting were bare without it.

Macb. Sweet remembrancer ! -
Scene IV.--A Room of State in the Palace. | Now, good digestion wait on appetite,
A Banquet prepared.

And health on both !

Len. May it please your highness sit? Enter Macbeth, Lady Macbeth, Rosse, Lenox,

[The Ghost of Banduo rises, and sits in Lords, and Attendants.

Macbeth's place. Macb. You know your own degrees ; sit down: Macb. Here had we now our country's honour at first

roofed, And last, the hearty welcome.

Were the graced person of our Banquo present; Lords. Thanks to your majesty. Who may I rather challenge for unkindness

Macb. Ourself will mingle with society, Than pity for mischance! And play the humble host.

Rosse. His absence, sir, Our hostess keeps her state; but, in best time, Lays blame upon his promise. Please it your We will require her welcome.

highness Lady M. Pronounce it for me, sir, to all our To grace us with your royal company? friends;

Macb. The table 's full. For my heart speaks, they are welcome.

Len. Here's a place reserved, sir.

Macb. Where?
Enter First Murderer, to the door.

Len. Here, my good lord. What is't that Macb. See, they encounter thee with their

moves your highness ? : hearts' thanks :

Macb. Which of you have done this? Both sides are even : here I 'll sit i' the midst : Lords. What, my good lord ? Be large in mirth; anon, we 'll drink a measure Macb. Thou canst not say, I did it: never shake The table round.—There 's blood upon thy face. Thy gory locks at me.

Rosse. Gentlemen, rise; his highness is not Macb. Avaunt, and quit my sight! Let the well.

earth hide thee! Lady M. Sit, worthy friends :—my lord is Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold; often thus,

Thou hast no speculation in those eyes And hath been from his youth : pray you, keep Which thou dost glare with! seat;

Lady M. Think of this, good peers, : The fit is momentary; upon a thought

But as a thing of custom : 'tis no other; He will again be well: if much you note him, Only it spoils the pleasure of the time. You shall offend him, and extend his passion : Macb. What man dare, I dare: Feed, and regard him not.—Are you a man? Approach thou like the rugged Russian bear,

Macb. Ay, and a bold one, that dare look on that The armed rhinoceros, or the Hyrcan tiger; Which might appal the devil.

Take any shape but that, and my firm nerves Lady M. O proper stuff!

Shall never tremble : or, be alive again, This is the very painting of your fear:

And dare me to the desert with thy sword; This is the air-drawn dagger which, you said, If trembling I inhibit, then protest me Led you to Duncan. O, these flaws and starts The baby of a girl. Hence, horrible shadow! (Impostors to true fear) would well become

[Ghost disappears. A woman's story, at a winter's fire,

Unreal mockery, hence!—Why, so: being gone, Authorised by her grandam. Shame itself! I am a man again.--Pray you, sit still. Why do you make such faces? When all's done, L Lady M. You have displaced the mirth, broke You look but on a stool.

the good meeting, Macb. Pr'y thee, see there! behold! look! lo! With most admired disorder. how say you ?

Macb. Can such things be, Why, whatcare I ? If thou canst nod, speak too.- 1 And overcome us like a summer's cloud, If charnel-houses and our graves must send Without our special wonder? You make me Those that we bury back, our monuments

strange Shall be the maws of kites. [Ghost disappears. Even to the disposition that I owe,

Lady M. What! quite unmanned in folly? When now I think you can behold such sights, Macb. If I stand here, I saw him.

And keep the natural ruby of your cheeks, Lady M. Fy, for shame!

When mine are blanched with fear. Macb. Blood hath been shed ere now, i' the Rosse. What sights, my lord ? olden time,

Lady M. I pray you, speak not; he grows Ere human statute purged the gentle weal;

worse and worse; Ay, and since too, murders have been performed Question enrages him. At once, good night: Too terrible for the ear: the times have been, Stand not upon the order of your going, That, when the brains were out, the man would | But go at once. die,

Len. Good night, and better health And there an end: but now, they rise again, Attend his majesty! With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, Lady M. A kind good night to all! And push us from our stools : this is more strange

[Exeunt Lords and Attendants. Than such a murder is.

Macb. It will have blood, they say; blood will Lady M. My worthy lord,

have blood; Your noble friends do lack you.

Stones have been known to move, and trees to Macb. I do forget :

speak; Do not muse at me, my most worthy friends; Augurs, and understood relations, have I have a strange infirmity, which is nothing By magot-pies, and choughs, and rooks, brought To those that know me. Come, love and health

forth to all;

The secret'st man of blood.- What is the night? Then I'll sit down:-Give me some wine; fill Lady M. Almost at odds with morning, which full:

is which. I drink to the general joy of the whole table, Macb. How say'st thou, that Macduff denies

his person, Ghost rises.

At our great bidding ? And to our dear friend, Banquo, whom we miss; Lady M. Did you send to him, sir? Would he were here! to all, and him, we thirst, Macb. I hear it by the way; but I will send: And all to all.

There's not a one of them, but in his house Lords.

Our duties, and the pledge. I keep a servant fee'd. I will to-morrow

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