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You say, he dined at boine; the goldsmith here Can witness with me that it is not su;
Denies that saying :-Sirrah, what say you? I ne'er saw Syracusa in my life.
Dro. E. Sir, he dined with her there, at the Duke. I tell thee, Syracusan, twenty years
Porcupine.

[that ring. Have I been patron to Antipholus, Cour. He did ; and from my finger snatch'd During which time he ne'er saw Syracusa : Ant. E. 'Tis true, my liege, this ring I had I see, thy age and dangers make thee dote. of her.

(here? Enter the Abbess, with ANTIPHOLUS SyraDuke. Saw'st thou him enter at the abbey cusan, und DROM10 Syracusan. Cour. As sare, my liege, as I do see your Abb. Most mighty duke, behold a man muck grace.

(abbess hither; wrong'd. (All gather to see him, Duke. Why, this is strange:-Go call the Adr. I see two husbands, or mine eyes de I think you are all mated *, or stark mad.

ceive me.

(otber; [Erit an Attendant. Duke. One of these men is Genios to the Æge. Most mighty duke, vcuchsafe me speak And so of these: Which is the natural man, a word;

And which the spirit ? Who deciphers them? Haply I see a friend will save my life,

Dro. S. I, sir, am Dromio; command him And pay the sum that may deliver me.

away.

(stay. Duke. Speak freely, Syracusan, what thou Dro. E. I, sir, am Dromio; pray, let me wilt.

[pholus ? Ant. $. Ægeon, art thou not? or else his Æge. Is not your name, sir, calid Anti- ghost ?

(him here! And is not that your bondman Dromnio?

Dro. S. O, my old master! who hath bound Dro. E. Within this hour I was his bond. Abb. Whoever bound him, I will loose bis Inan, sir,

bonds,
But he, I thank him, guaw'd in two my cords ; | And gain a husband by his liberty :
Now am I Dromio, and his man, unbound. Speak, old Ægeon, if thou be'st the man
Æge. I am sure, you both of you remember That badst a wife once call'd Æmilia,

[by you; That bore thee at a burden two fair sons : Dro. E. Ourselves we do remember, sir, 0, if thou be'st the same Ægeon, speak, For lately we were bound as you are now. And speak unto the same Æmilia! You are not Pinch's patient, are you, sir? Æge. If I dream not, thou art Æmilia ; Æge. Why look you strange on me? you If thou art she, tell me, where is that son know me well.

[now. That floated with thee on the fatal raft? Ant. E. I never saw you in my life, till Abb. By men of Epidamnum, he, and I, Æge. Oh! grief hath changed me, since yon. And the twin Dromio, all were taken up; saw me last;

But, by and by, rude fishermen of Corinth And careful hours, with Time's deformed hand By force took Dromio and my son from them, Have written strange defeatures t in my face : / And me they left with those of Epidamnum: But tell me yet, dost thou not know my voice? What then became of them, I cannot tell; Ant. E. Neither.

I, to this fortune that you see me in. [rights; Age.

Dromio, nor thou ? Duke. Why, here begins his morning story Dro. E. No, trust me, sir, nor I.

These two Antipholus's, these two so like, Æge.

I am sure, thou dost. And these two Dromio's, one in semblance, Dro. E. Ay, sir ? but I am sure, I do not ; Besides her urging of her wreck at sea,and whatsoever a man denies, you are now These are the parents to these children, bound to believe him.

Which accidentally are me gether. Ege. Not know my voice! O, timne's ex- Antipholus, thou camest from Corinth first. tremity!

(tongue, Ant. s. No, sir, not I; I came from SyraHast thou so crack'd and splitted my poor In seven short years, that here my only son Duke. Stay, stand apart; I know not which Knows not my feeble key of untuned cares ? Ant. E. I came from Corinth, my most Though now this grained I face of mine be hid

gracious lord, In sap-consuming winter's drizzled snow, Dro. E. And I with bim. (famous warrior, And all the conduits of my blood froze up; Ant. E. Brought to this town with that most Yet hath my right of life some memory, Duke Menaphon, your most renowned uncle. My wasting lamp some fading gliminer left, Adr. Which of you two did dine with me to My dull deaf ears a little use to hear :

Ant. S. I, gentle mistress.

day? All these old witnesses (I cannot err,)

Adr.

And are not you my husband? Tell me, thou art my son Antipholus.

Ant. E. No, I say pay to that. Ant. E. I never gaw my father in my life. Ant. S. And so do I, yet did she call me 80; Ægt. But seven years since, in Syracusa, And this fair gentlewoman, her sister liere, boy,

[son, Did call me brother :- What I told you then, Thou know'st, we parted: but, perhaps, my I hope, I shall have leisure to make good; Thou shamest to acknowledge me ip misery. If this be not a dream, I see, and hear. [me. Ant. E. The duke, and all that know me in Ang. That is the chain, sir, which yon had of

Ant, s. I think it be, sir; I deny it not.
Confounded.

+ Alteration of features. Furrowed, lined.
$ The morning story is whit Agen tells the Duke in the first scene of this play,

cuse.

(is which

the city,

Ant. E. And you, sir, for this chain arrested Duke. With all my heart, I'll gossip at this Ang. I think I did, sir; I deny it not. (me.

feast. Adr. 1 sent you money, sir, to be your bail, (Ereunt Duke, Abbess, Ægeon, CoarBv Dromio ; but I think he brought it not.

tezan, Mercbant, ANGELO, und At Dro. E. No, none by me.

tendants.

(shipboard ? Ant. S. This purse of ducats I received from Dro. S. Master, shall I fetch your staff from And Dromio my man did bring them me : [you, Ant. E. Dromio, what stuff of mine bast I see, we still did meet each other's man,

thon embark'd! (the Centaur. And I was ta'en for him, and he for me,

Dro. $. Your goods, that lay at hosi, sir, in And thereupon these errors are arose.

Ant. S. He speaks to me; I am your master, Ant. E. These ducats pawn I for my father

Dromio: here.

(life. Come, go with us; we'll look to that anon: Duke. It shall not need, thy father bath bis Embrace thy brother, there, rejoice with him. Cour. Sir, I most have that diamond from

(Exeunt ANTIPHOLUS S. und E. you. (my good cheer.

ADR. and Luc. (house, Ant. É. There, take it; and much thanks for Dro.s. There is a fat friend at your master's

Abb. Renowned duke, vouchsafe to take the That kitchen'd me for you to-day at dinner;
To go with us into the abbey here, (pains She now shall be my sister, not my wife.
And hear at large discoursed all our fortunes :- Dro. E. Methinks, you are my glass, and not
And all that are assembled in this place,

my brother:
That by this sympathized one day's error I see by you, I am a sweet-faced youth.
Have suffer'd wrong, go, keep us company, Will you walk in to see their gossiping?
And we shall make full satisfaction.-

Dro. S. Not I, sir; you are my ekler. (it! Twenty-five years have I but gone in travail Dro. E. That's a question : how shall we iry Of you, my sons; nor, till this present hour, Dro, S. We will draw cuts for the senior : My heavy burdens are delivered :

till then, lead thou first. The duke, my husband, and my children both, Dro. E. Nay, then thus: (brother: And yon, the calendars of their nativity, We came into the world, like brother and Go to a gossip's feast, and go with me; And now let's go hand in hand, not one before After so long grief, sach nativity!

another.

(Exeunt.

On a careful revision of the foregoing scenes, I do not hesitate to pronounce them the composition of two very unequal writers. Shakspeare had undoubtedly a share in them; but that the entire play was no work of his, is an opinion which (as Benedick says)“ tire cannot melt out of me; I will die in it at the stake.” Thus, as we are informed by Aulus Gellius, Lib. III. Cap. 3., some plays were absolutely ascribed to Plautus, which in truth had only been (retruclate et expolitæ ) retouched and polished by him.

lu this comedy we find more intricacy of plot than distinction of character; and our atten. tion is less forcibly engaged, because we can guess in great measure how the denouement will be brought abont. Yet the subject appears to have been reluctantly dismissed, even in lluja last and unnecessary scene, where the same mistakes are continued, till the power of affording entertainment is entirely lost.--STEEVENS.

MACBETH.

Persons represented. DUNCAN, King of Scotland.

SIWARD, Earl of Northumberland, Gene MALCOLM,

ral of the English forces. DONAL BAIN, } his sons.

Young SIWARD, his son. MACBETH, , Generals of the King's SEYTON, an officer attending on Macbeth. BANQUI, army.

Son to Macduff. MACDUFF,

An English Doctor. A Scotch Doctor.
LENOX,

A Soldier. A Porter. An old Man.
Rosse,
MENTETH,
noblemen of Scotland.

Lady MACBETH.
ANGUS,

Lady MACDUFP. CATHNESS,

Gentlewoman, attending on Lady Mucbeth. FLEANCE, son to Banquo.

Hecate, and three Witches. Lords, Gentlemen, Officers, Soldiers, Murderers, Attendants, 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, ut Macbeth's castle.

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ACT I.
SCENE I. An open Place. Thunder and | Do swarm upon him,) from the western isles
Lightning.

Of Kernes and Gallowglasses is suppliedt;
Enter three Witches.

And fortnne, on his damned quarrelt suniling, 1 Witch. When shall we three meet again Show'd like a rebels whore: But all's too weak: In thunder, lightning, or in rain?

For brave Macbeth, (well he deserves that 2 Witch. When the hurly burly's * done,

name) When the battle's lost and won :

Disdaining fortune, with his brandish'd steel, 3 Witch. That will be ere set of sun.

Which smoked with bloody execation, 1 Witch. Where the place?

Like valour's minion, 2 Witch,

Upou the heath: Carved out bis passage, till he faced the slave; 3 Witch. There to meet with Macbeth.

And ne'er shook hands, nor bade farewell to 1 Witch. I come, Graymalkin!

him,

[chaps, All. Paddock calls :- Anon.

Till he unseam'd him from the pave to the Fair is foul, and foul is fair:

And fx'd his head upon our battlements. Hover throngh the fog and filthy air.

Dun. O valiant cousin! worthy gentleman! (Witches vanish. Sold. As wbence the sun 'gins his reflection SCENE II. A Camp near Fores.

Shipwrecking storms and direful thunders Alarum within. Enter King DUNCAN,

(to come, MALCOLM, DONALBAIN, LENOx, with Discomfort ý swels. Mark, king of Scotland,

So from that spring, whence comfort seem'd Attendants, meeting a bleeding Soldier.

mark: Dun. What bloody man is that? He can No sooner justice had, with valoar arm'd, As seemeth by his plight of the revolt (report, Compellid these skipping Kernes to trust their The newest state.

heels, Mal. This is the serjeant,

But the Norweyan lord, surveying vantage, Who, like a good and hardy soldier, fought With furbish'd arms, and new supplies of men, 'Gainst iny captivity :-Hail, brave friend! Began a fresh assault. Say to the king the knowledge of the broil, Dun.

Dismay'd not this
As thou didst leave it.

Our captains, Macbeth and Banqno?
Sud,
Donbtfully it stood; Sold,

Yes;
Astwo spent swimmers, that do cling together, as sparrows, eagles; or the hare, the live.
And chake their art. The merciless Macdon. If I say south I, I must report they were
(Worthy to be a rebel; for, to that, (wald As cannous overcharged with duable cracks
The inltiplying villauiet of nature

So they

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seen.

Doubly redoubleil strokes upon the foe: Sleep shall, neither night nor day,
Exceptihey ineant to bathe in reeking wounds, Hang upon his pent-honise lid;
Ir memorize another Golgotha*,

He shall live a man forbidit ;
I cannot tell :

Weary sev'n nights, nine times nine,
But I am failit, my gashes cry for help. Shall be dwindle, peak, and pine:
Dun. So well thy words become thee, as Though his bark cannot be lost,
thy wounds;

Yet it shall be tempest-toss'd.
They smack of honour both :-Go, get bini Look what I have.
surgeons. [Erit Soldier uttended. 2 Witch. Show me, show me.
Enter Rosse.

I Witch. Here I have a pilot's thamb,
Who comes here?

Wreck'd as be did bomeward come.
Mal.
The worthy thane of Rosse.

[Drum within. Len. What a haste looks through his eyes ! 3 Witch. A drum, a drum : So should he look,

Macbeth doth corne. That seems to speak things strange.

All. The weird sisters #, hand in hand, Rosse.

God save the king ! Posters of the sea and land, Dun. Whence camest thon, worthy thane? Thus do go about, about; Rosse.

From Fife, great king, Thrice to thine, and thrice to mine, Where the Norweyan banners font + the sky, And thrice again, to make up nine: And fan our people cold.

Peace - the charm's wound wp. Norway himself, with terrible numbers,

Enter MACBETH and BANQUO. Assisted by that most disloyal traitor

Macb. So foul and fair a day I have not The thane of Cawdor, 'gan a dismal conflict :

[are these, Till that Bellona's bridegroomt,lapp'd in proofs,

Ban. How far is't callid to Fores-What Confropted him with self-comparisons,

So wither'd and so wild in their attire; Point against point rebellious, arm 'gainst arm, That look not like the inhabitants o' the earth. Curbing his lavish spirit : And, to conclude, And yet are on'ı? Live you? or are you aught The victory fell on us :

That man may question? You seem to unDun. Great happiness!

derstand me, Rosse. That now

By each at once her choppy finger laying Sweno, the Norways'king, cravescomposition; Upon her skinny lips :- You should be women, Nor would we deign him burial of his men, And yet your beards forbid me to interpret Till he disbursed, at Saint Colmes' inch, That you are so. Ten thousand dollars to our general use.

Macb. Speak, if you can ;-What are you? Dun. No more that tbane of Cawdor sball 1 Witch. All hail, Macbeth! hail to thee, deceive

[death,

thane of Glamis ! [thane of Cawdor! Our bosom interest :-Go, pronounce his

2 Witch. All hall, Macbeth! hail to thee, And with his former title greet Macbeth. 3 Witch. All bail, Macbeth! that shalt be Rosse. I'll see it done.

king hereafter.

[to fear Dun. What he hath lost, noble Macbeth Ban. Good sir, why do you start; anti seem hath won.

(Exeunt. Things that do sound so fair ?-l'the name of

Are ye fantastical ;), or that indeed (troth, SCENE III. A Heath.

Which outwardly ye show? My noble partner Thunder. Enter the three Witches.

You greet with present grace, and great pre1 Witch. Where hast thou been, sister? Of notle havinglisl, and of royal hope, [diction 2 Witch. Killing swine.

That he seems rapi 4 withal; to nie you speak 3 Witch. Sister, where thou? [her lap,

not: 1 Wilch. A sailor's wife had chestnuts in If you can look into the seeds of tinie, [not; And inounch’d,and mounch’d,and moonch'd:- | And say, which grain will grow, and which will Give me, quoth 1 :

(cries, Speak then to me, who neither bey, nor fear, Aroint theel, witch! the rump-fed ronyon | Your favours, vor your hate. Her husband's to Aleppo gone, master o' the 1 Witch. Hail! But in a sieve I'll thither sail, [Tiger : 2 Witch. Hail! And, like a rat without a tail,

3 Witch. Hail! I'll do, I'll do, and I'll do.

i Witch, Lesser than Macbeth, and greater, 2 Witch. I'll give thee a wind.

2 Witch. Not so happy, yet much happier. 1 Witch. Thou art kind.

3 Witch. Thou shalt get kings,though thou be 3 Witch. And I another.

So, all hail, Macbeth, and Banquo! (none : • 1 Witch. I myself have all the other; 1 Witch. Banquo, and Macbeth, all hail! And the very ports they blow,

Macb. Stay, you imperfect speakers, tell ine All the quarters that they know

(Glamis; 1' the shipman's card**.

By Sinel's death, I know, I am ihane of I will drain him dry as hay :

But how of Cawdor? the thane of Cawdor lives, • Make another Golgotha as memorable as the fir t. + Mock. I Shakspeare means Mars. ý Defended by armour of proof. # Avannt, begone. ! A scurvy woman fed on offls. ** Sailor's cbart.

17 Accursed. it Prophetic sisters. e Supernatural, spiritual. I Estate,

19 Rapturously affected.

more:

A prosperous gentleman; and, to be king, Besides the thane of Cawdor. But 'tis strange:
Stands not within the prospect of belief. And oftentimes, to win us to our harm,
No more than to be Cawdor. Say, from whence The instruments of darkness tell us truths;
Yon owe this strange intelligence? or why Win us with honest trifles, to betray uś
Upon this blasted heat you stop our way, In deepest consequence.-
With such prophetic greeting ?--Speak, I Cousins, a word, I pray you.
charge you.
[Witches vanish. Macb.

Two truths are told, Ban. The earth hath bubbles, as the water As happy prologues to the swelling act has,

[vanish'd? Of the imperial theine.-I thank you, gentleAnd these are of them :-Whither are they This supernatural soliciting || (men.Macó. Into the air; and what seem'u corpo- Cannot be ill; cannot be good :- If ill, ral, melted

[staid! Why bath it given me earnest of success, As breath into the wind.-'Would they had commencing in a truth? I am thane of Cawdor:

Ban. Were such things here, as we do speak If good, why do I yield to tbat suggestion Or have we eaten of the insane root *, [about? Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, That takes the reason prisoner ?

And make my seated ** heart knock at my ribs, Mac. Your children shall be kings. Against the use of nature? Present fears Ban.

You sball be king. Are less than horrible imaginings : [tical, Much. And thane of Cawdor too; went it My thought, whose murder yet is but fantasnot so?

[Who's here? Shakes so my single state of man, that function Ban. To the self-same tune, and words. Is smother'a in surmise tt; and nothing is, Enter Russe and ANGUS.

But what is not. Rosse. The king hath happily received, Mac- Ban. Look, how our partner's rapi. beth,

Much. If chance will have me king, why, The news of thy sucress: and when he reads Without my stir. (chance may crown me, Thy personal venture in the rebels' fight,

Ban.

New honours come upon hiin His wonders and his praises do contend, (that, Like our strange garments; cleave not to their Which should be the, or his : Silencer with But with the aid of use.

(monid, In viewing o'er the rest o'the self-same day, Mach.

Come what come may; He finds thee in the stout Norweyan ranks, Time and the hour tt runs through the roughest Nothing afеard of what thyself didst make,

day.

[leisure: Strange images of death. As thick as tale +, Ban. Worthy Macbeth, we stay upon your Came post with post; and every one did bear Macb. Give me your favour gj :--my dull Thy praises in bis kingdom's great defence,

brain was wronght

(paius And pour'd them down before him.

With things forgotten. Kind gentlemen, your Ang.

We are sent, Are register'd where every day I turn To give thee, from our royal master, thanks; The leaf to read them.-Let us toward the To herald thee into his sight, not pay thee.

king.

[linie, Rosse. And, for an earnest of a greater ho. Think upon what hath chanced: and, at inore nohr,

dor: The interiin having weigh'd it, let us speak He bade me, from liim, call thee thane of Caw. Our free hearts each to other. In which addition I, hail, most worthy thane! Ban.

Very gladly. For it is thine.

Mucb. Till then, enough-Come, friends. Ban. What, can the devil speak true?

[Exeunt, Macb. The thané of Cawdor lives; Why SCENE IV, Fores. À Room in the Palace. In borrow'd robes?

[uo you dress nie Ang Who was the thane, lives yet ;

Flourish. Enter DUNCAN, MALCOLM, D0But under heavy judginent bears that life

NALBAIN, LENOX, und Attendants. Which he dieserves to lose. ivhether he was Dun. Is execution done on Cawdor? Are not Combined with Norway; or did live the rebel Those in commission yet reluin'd? With hidden heip anu vantage; or that with Mal.

My liege, both

[not; They are not yet coine back. But I have spoke He labour'd in his conntry's wreck, I know With one that saw him die : who did report, But treasons capital, confess’d, and proved, That very frankly he confess'd his treasons ; Have overthrown him.

Implored your highness' pardon; and set forth Macb. Glamis, and thane of Cawdor: A deep repentance: nothing in his life The greatest is behind.- Thanks for your pains. Became him, like the leaving it; he died Do you not hope your children shall be kings, | As one that had been studied in his death, When those that gave the thane of Cawdor to To throw away the dearest thing lie owed , Promised no less to them?

me. I As 'twere a careless trifle. Ban. That, trusted home, Dun.

There's no art, Might yet enkindle ♡ you unto the crown, To find the mind's construction in the face IT: . The root which makes insane. + As fast as they could be counted.

Title. Stimulate. || Incitement. Temptation. ** Firmly fixed.

The powers of action are oppressed by conjecture. Time and opportunity.

ģý Pardon. MOwned, possessed. 10 We cannot construe the disposition of the mind by the linea.

ments of the face.

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