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2 Witch. All hail, Macbeth! bail to thee, In which addition, bail, most worthy thane ! thane of Cawdor !

For it is thine. 3 Witch. All bail, Macbeth! that shalt be Ban. What, can the devil speak true ? king hereafter.

Macb. The thane of Cawdor lives : Why do Ban. Good Sir, wby do you start, and seein you dress me to fear

Ip borrow'd robes ? Things that do sound so fair 2--I'the name of Ang. Who was the thane, lives yet ; truth,

But under heavy judgment bears that life Are ye fantastical or that indeed

Wbich be deserves to lose. Whether he was Which outwardly ye show ? My noble partner Combin'd with Norway; or did line the rebel You greet with present grace, and great pre- With hidden belp and vantage ; or that witte diction

both of noble having, + and of royal hope, [not : He labour'd in his country's wreck, I know not ; That he seems rapt 1 withal ; to me you speak But treasons capital, confess'd and prov'd, If you can look into the seeds of time,

Have overthrown bim. And say wbich grain will grow, and which will Macb. Glamis and thane of Cawdor : not ;

The greatest is behind.--Thanks for your Speak then to me, who neither beg nor fear

pains.Your favours nor your hate.

Do you not bope your children shall be kings, 1 Witch. Hail !

When those that gave the thane of Cawdor to 2 Witch. Hail !

Proinis'd no less to them

(me, 3 Witch. Hail !

Ban. That trusted home, i Witch. Lesser than Macbeth, and greater. Might yet enkindle + you unto the crown, 2 Witch. Not so happy, yet much happier.

Besides the thane of Cawdor. But 'tis strange : 3 Witch. Thou shalt get kings, though thou And oftentimes, to win us to our harmi, be none :

The instruments of darkness tell us truths; So, all bail, Macbeth and Banquo !

Win us with honest trifles, to betray us 1 Witch. Banquo and Macbeth, all hail ! In deepest consequence.Macb. Stay, you imperfect speakers, tell me Cousins, a word, I pray you. more:

Macb. Two truths are told, By Sinel's death $ I know I am thane of Glamis ; As happy prologues to the swelling act But how of Cawdor tbe thape of Cawdor lives, of the imperial theme.-I thank you, gentle. A prosperous gentleman ; and, to be king, This supernatural soliciting

(men.-Stands not within the prospect of belief,

Cannot be ill; cannot be good :-If ill, No more than to be Cawdor. Say, from whence Why bath it given me earnest of success, You owe this strange intelligence ? or why Commencing in a truth? I am thane of CawUpon this blasted heath you stop our way

dor : $ With such prophetic greeting ?-Speak, I charge If good, why do I yield to that suggestion | you.

(WITCHES vanish. Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, Ban. The earth bath bubbles, as the water and make my seated ? heart knock at my ribs, has,

(nish'd ? Against the use of nature ? Present fears And these are of them :-Whither are they va

Are less than horrible imaginings : [tical, Macb. Into the air; and what seem'd' cor- My thought, whose murder yet is but fautasporal melted

Shakes so my single state of man, that function As breath into the wind.—'Would they had Is smother'd in surinise ; ** and nothing is, staid !

But what is not. Ban. Were such things here, as we do speak Ban. Look, bow our partner's rapt. about ;

Macb. If chance will have me king, why, Or have we eaten of the insane root,

chance may crown me, That takes the reason prisoner ?

Without my stir. Macb. Your childreu shall be kings.

Ban. New honours come upon him Ban. You shall be king.

Like our strange garments; cleave not to thei Macb. And thane of Cawdor too; went it

monld, not so ?

(here? | But with the aid of use. Ban. To the self-same tune and words. Who's Macb. Come what come may ;

Time and the hour tt runs through the roughest Enter Rosse and ANGUS.

day. Rosse. The king hath happily receiv'd, Mac

Ban. Worthy Macbeth, we stay upon your

leisure. beth, The news of thy success; and when he reads

Macb. Give me your favour : 11-my dull brain was wrought

(pains Thy personal venture in the rebels' fight,

With things forgotten. Kind gentlemen, your His wonders and his praises do contend, Which should be thine, or his : Silenc'd with the leaf to read them.--Let us toward the

Are register'd where every day I turn that,


[time, In viewing o'er the rest o'the self- same day, He finds thee in the stont Norweyan rauks,

Think upon what hath chanc'd; and, at more Nothing afеard of what thyself didst make,

The interim having weigh'd it, let us speak

Our free bearts each to other.
Strange images of death. As thick as tale,

Ban. Very gladly.
Came post with post; and every one did bear
Thy praises in his kingdom's great defence,

Macb. Till then, enough.-Come, friends.

(Exeunt. And pour'd them dowu before him. Ang. We are sent,

SCENE IV.-Fores.-A Room in the Palace. To give thee, from our royal master, thanks ; To herald thee into his sight, not pay thee. Flourish. Enter DUNCAN, MALCOLM, DONALRosse. And, for an earnest of a greater bo- BAIN, LENOX, and ATTENDANTS. nour,

Dun. Is execution done on Cawdor: Are He bade me, from him, call thee thane of

not Cawdor :

Those in commission yet return'd?

• Supernatural, spiritual.

# Estate.
Rapturously affected.
Sinel was Macbeth's father.
The ront which makes insane.
As fast as they could be couuted

+ Stimulate.

* Encitement. Glamis is still standing, and is the magnificent residence of Earl Strathmore.

i Temptation. Firsıly fixed.

•• 'The powers of action are oppressed by conjecture. ft Time and oppor tality, 1. Pardon.

Mal. My liege,

report, they have more in them than morta, They are not yet come back. But I have spoke knowledge. When I burned in desire With one tbat saw him die ; who did report, question them further, they made themselves That very frankly he confess'd bis treasons ; -air, into which they vanished. Whiles [ Implor'd your bigbness' pardon; and set forth stood rapt in the wonder of it, came missives A deep repentance : nothing in his life

from the king, who all-hailed me, Thane of Became him, like the leaving it; he died Cawdor; by which title, before, these weird As one that had been studied in his death, sisters saluted me, and referred me to the To throw away the dearest thing he ow'd, . coming on oj' time, with Hail king that shalt As 'twere a careless trifle.

be! This have I thought good to deliver thee, Dun. There's no art,

my dearest partner of greatness; that thout To find the mind's construction in the face : 1 mightest not lose the dues of rejoicing, by He was a gentleman on whom I built

being ignorant of what greatness is promised An absolute trust.-0 wortbiest cousin !

thee. Luy it to thy heart, and farewell.

Glamis thou art, and Cawdor ; and shalt be Enter MACBETH, Banquo, RossE, and ANGUS. What thou art promis'd :-Yet do I fear thy The sin of my ingratitude even now

nature ; Was heavy on me : Thou art so far before, It is too full o'the milk of human kindness, That swiftest wing of recompense is slow To catch the nearest way: Thou would'st be To overtake thee. 'Would thou hadst less de.

great ; serv'd ;

Art not without ambition ; but without That the proportion both of thanks and payment The illuess should attend it. What thou would'st Might have been mine! only I have left to say,


[false, More is thy due than more than all can pay. That would'st thou holily; wonld'st not play

Mach. The service and the loyalty I owe, And yet would'st wrongly wiu : thou'd'st have In doing it, pays itself. Your highness' part

great Glamis,

(have it ; Is to receive our duties; and our duties

That which cries, Thus thou must do, if thou Are to your throne and state, children, and And that which rather thou dost sear to do, servants,

Than wishest should be undoné. Hie thee Which do but what they should, by doing every

hither, thing

That I may pour my spirits in thine ear ; Safe toward your love and honour.

And chastise with the valour of my tongue Dun, Welcome hither :

All that impedes thee from the golden round, I have begun to plant thee, and will labour Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem To make ihee full of growing. 1-Noble Banquo, To have thee crown'd withal. What is your That bast no less deserv'd, nor must be known

tidings ? No less to have done so, let me infold thee,

And hold thee to my beart.
Ban. There if I grow,

Attend. The King comes here to-night.
The harvest is your own.

Lady M. Thou'rt mad to say it : Dun. My plenteous joys,

Is not thy master with him? who, wer't so, Wanton in fulness, seek to hide themselves Would bave inform'd for preparation. In drops of sorrow.-Sons, kinsmen, thanes, Attend. So please you, it is true ; our thane And you whose places are the nearest, know,

is coming : We will establish our estate upon (after, One of my fellows had the speed of him ; Our eldest Malcolm ; whom we name here. Who, almost dead for breath, bad scarcely The prince of Cumberland : which honour must

more Not, uuaccompanied, invest him only,

That would make up bis message. But signs of nobleness, like stars, shall shine Lady M. Give him tending, On all deservers.-From hence to Inverness, $ He brings great news. The raven himself is And bind us further to you.


[Exit ATTENDANT. Macb. The rest is labour, which is not us'a That croaks lhe fatal entrance of Duncan for you:

Under my

battlements, Come, come, you I'll be myself the harbinger, and make joyful

spirits The bearing of my wife with your approach ; That tend on mortal | thought, unsex me here ; So, humbly take my leave.

And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full Dun. My worthy Cawdor!

of direst cruelty I make thick my blood, Macb. The prince of Cumberland 1-That is Stop up the access and passage to remorse, a step,

That no compunctious visitings of nature On which I must fall down, or else o'er-Jeap, Shake my fell purpose, por keep peace between

[Aside. The effect and it ! Come to my woman's breasts, For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your lires ! And take my milk for gall, you murd'ring Let not light see my black and deep desires :

ministers, The eye wink at the haud ! yet let that be, Wherever in your sightless substances Which the eye fears, wben it is done, to see. You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick


night, Dun. True, worthy Banquo; he is full so And pall ** thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! valiant ; |

That my keen knife 1t see not the wound it And in his comniendations, I am fed ;

makes ; It is a banquet to me. Let us after him,

Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the Whose care is gone before to bid us welcome :


Cawdor! It is a peerless kinsman. (Flourish. Exeunt. To cry, Hold, Hold !--Great Glamis ! worthy SCENE V.- Inverness.- A Room in

MACBETH's Castle.

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

Thy letters liave transported me beyond

This ignoraut present, II and I feel now Lady M.

They met me in the day of suc. The future in the instant. cess; and I have learned by the perjectest

• The best intelligence. + Messengers.

1 Diadem. • Owned, possessed.

| Murderous. + We cannot construe the disposition of the mind by


Pity. !. Superpadurina maneil.

++ Knife ancient che lineaments of the face. 1 Exuberant. meant a sword or dagger.

it I e. Beyond tho The walls of Macbeth's Castle at Inveruess, are yet present time, which is according to the process of usKanding.

| Full as valiant as described.ture ignorant of the future.

Macb. My dearest love,

SCENE VII.-The same.-A Room in the Duncan comes here to-night.

Lady M. And when goes hence ?
Macb. To-morrow,-as he purposes.

Hautboys and torches. Enter, and pass ouer Lady M. Oh! never

the stage, a Sewer, and divers Ser. Shall sun that morrow see !

vants with dishes and service. Then enter

MACBETH. Your face, my thane, is as a book, where men May read strange matters :--To beguile the Macb. If it were doue, when 'tis done, then time,

'were well Look like the time ; bear welcome in your eye, It were done quickly: If the assassination Your hand, your tongue : look like the innocent Could traminel up the consequence, and catch, flower,

With his surcease, success; that but this blow But be the serpent under it. He that's coming Might be the be-all and the end-all bere, Must be provided for : and you shall put

But here, apon, ibis bank and shoal of time, This night's great business into my despatch ; We'd jump the life to come.--But, iu these Which shall to all our nights and days to come

cases, Give solely sovereign sway and masterdom. We still have judgment bere; that we but teach Macb. We will speak further.

Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return Lady M. Only look up clear ;

To plague the inventor : This even-landed jusTo alter favour • ever is to fear :

tice Leave all the rest to me.

Commends the ingredients of our poison'd (Exeunt.


To our own lips. He's here in double trust : SCENE IV.-The same. Before the Castle. First, as I am bis kinsman and his subject,

Strong both against the deed ; then, as his host, Hautboys.--Servants of MACBETH attending. Who should against bis murderer shut the door,

Not bear the knife myself. Besides, this DuuEnter DUNCAN, MALCOLA, DONALBAIN, BAN

can Quo, LENOX, MACDUFF, RossE, ANGUS, and Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been Attendants.

So clear in his great office, that his virtues Dun. This castle hath a pleasant seat ; the air will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself

The deep damnation of his taking-off : Unto our gentle senses.

And pity, like a naked new-born babe, Ban. This guest of summer,

Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubim, hors'd The temple haunting inartlet, does approve,

Upon the sightless couriers + of the air, By bis lov'd mansionry, that the heaven's Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, breath

Tbat tears shall drown the wind.- I have no Smells wooingly here : no jutty, frieze, battress,

spur Nor coigne of" 'vantage, but this bird hath To prick the sides of my intent, but only made

Vaulting ambition, which o'er-leaps itself, His pendent bed, and procreant cradle: Where And falls on the other.-How now, what news ? they

Enter Lady MACBETH.
Most breed and haunt, I have observ'd, the air
Is delicate.

Lady M. He has almost supp'd; Wly wale

you left the chamber? Enter Lady MACBETH.

Macb. Hatn he ask'd for me?

Lady M. Know you not, he has ? Dun. See, see ! our honour'd hostess :

Macb. We will proceed no further in this The love that follows us, sometime is our

business : trouble, Which still we thank as love. Herein I teach Golden opinions from all sorts of people,

He bath honour'd me of late ; and I have bough:

: you,

Which would be worn now in their newest gloss, How you shall bid God yield 1 us for your Not cast aside so soon.

pains, And thank us for your trouble.

Lady M. Was the hope drunk, Lady M. All our service

Wherein yon dress'd yourself?' hath it slept

since ? In every point twice done, and then done and wakes it now, to look so green and pale double,

At what it did so freely? From this time, Were poor and single business, to contend Against those honours deep and broad, where to be the same in thine own act and valur,

Such I account thy love. Art thou aseard with

As thou art in desire ? Would'st thou have Your majesty loads our house : For those of old,

that And the late dignities heap'd up to them,

Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life, We rest your hermits. $

And live a coward in thine own esteein;
Dun. Where's the thane of Cawdor ?
We cours'd him at the heels, and bad a purpose Like the poor cat i'the adage ?

Letting I dare not wait upon I would,
To be his purveyor : but he rides well;
And his great love, sharp as his spur, bath holp 1 dare do all that 'njay become a man ;

Macb. Pr'ythee, peace :

Who dares do more, is none.
To his hoine before us : Fair and noble bostess,
We are your guest to night.

Lady M. What beast was it then,

That made you break this enterprize to me? Lady M. Your servants ever Have their's, themselves, and what is their's, in And, to be more than what you were, you

When you durst do it, then you were a man ; compt, ||


[place, To make their andit at your highness' pleasure,

Be so much more the man. Nor time, not Still to return your own.

Did then adhere, I and yet you would inake Dun. Give me your hand :

both : Conduct me to mine host ; we love him highly,

Tbey bave made themselves, and that their fit. And shall continue our graces towards him.

{know ly your leave, hostess.


Does upmake you. I have given suck; and • Look, countenance.

• An officer so called from his placing th. dishes on + Convenient corner.


the table. II. e. We as hermits shall ever pray for you.

+ Winds ; sightless is invisille. | Subject to accompt.

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How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me : Would spend it in some words upon that bus! I would, while it was smiling in my face,

ness, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless If you would grant the time. gums,

Ban. At your kind'st leisure. And dash'd the brains out, bad I 50 sworn, as Macb. If you shall cleave to my consent, you

when 'tis, Have done to this.

It shall make honour for you. Macb. If we should fail,

Ban. So I lose none, Lady M. We fail!

In seeking to augment it, but still keep But screw your courage to the sticking place, My bosom franchis'd and allegiance clear, And we'll not fail. When Duncan is asleep, I shall be counsel'd. (Whereto lhe rather shall his day's hard jour. Macb. Good repose, the while ! ney

Ban. Thanks, Sir; The like to you ! Sonndly invite him,) bis two chamberlains

(Exit BANQUO. Will i 'with wine and wassel so convince, + Macb. Go, bid thy mistress, when my drink That memory, the warder of the brain,

is ready, Shall be a fuine, and the receipt of reason She strike upon the bell. Get thee to bed. A limbeck ouly: When in swinish sleep

[Exit Servant. Their drenched natures lie, as in a death, Is this a dagger, which I see before me, What cannot you and I perform upon

The handle toward my band ? Come, let me The unguarded Duncan 1 what not put upon

clutch thee : His spongy officers; who shall bear the guilt I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. of our great quell ?

Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible Macb. Bring forth men-children only ! To feeling as to sight? or art thou but For thy undaunted rettle should compose A dagger of the mind; a false creation, Nothing but males. Will it not be receiv'd, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? When we have mark'd with blood those sleepy I see thee yet, in form as palpable two

As this which now I draw. of his own chamber, and us'd their very dag. Thou marshal'st me the way that I was going ; gers,

And such an instrument I was to use. That they have don't ?

Mine eyes are made the fools o'the other senses, Lady M. Wbo dares receive it other,

Or else worth all the rest : I see thee still ; As we shall make our griefs and clamour roar And ou tby blade and dudgeon, gouts of blood, Upon his death?

Which was not so before.--There's no sucha Macb. I am settled, and bend up

thing; Each corporal agent to this terrible feat. It is the bloody business, which inforins Away, and mock the time with fairest show : Thus to mine eyes.-Now o'er the one half False face inust bide what the false heart doth

world know.

(Exeunt. Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse

The curtain'd sleep; now witchcraft celebrates
Pale Hecate's offerings; and wither'd murder,

Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf,

Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy

pace SCENE 1.-The same.-Court within the With Tarquiu's ravishing strides, towards his Castle.

design Enter Banguo and FLEANCE, and a Servant,

Moves like a ghost.---Thou sure and tirm-set

earth, with a torch before them.

Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for Bar. How goes the night, boy?

fear Fle. The moon is down ; i have not heard the Thy very stones prate of my where-about, clock.

And take the present horror froin the time, Ban. And she goes down at twelve.

Which rrow suits with it.-Wbiles I threat, be Fle. I take't, 'tis later, Sir. Ban. Hold,' take my sword :>There's hus- Words to the heat of deeds too cold breath bandry ll in heaven,


(A bell rings. Their candles are all out.-Take thee that too.

I go, and it is done! the bell invites me. A heavy summons lies like lead upon me, Hear it not, Duncan; for it is a knell And yet I would not sleep : Merciful powers ! That summons thee to heaven or to bell. Restrain in me the cursed thoughts, that nature

(Erit. Gives way to iu repose !--Give me my sword

SCENE II.-The same.
Enter MACBETH, and a Servant with a

Enter Lady MACBETH.
Who's there?

Lady M. That which hath made them drunk, Macb. A friend.

hath made me bold : Ban. What, Sir, not yet at rest ? The king's What hath quench'd them bath given me fire : a-bed:

--Hark!-Peace! He hath been in unusual pleasure, and

It was the owl that shriek'd, the fatal bellman, Sent forth great largess to your offices; Whica gives the steru'st good-night. He is This diamond he greets your wife withal,

about it: By the name of most kind bostess; and shut up the doors are open ; and the surfeited grooms In measureless content,

Do mock their charge with sucres : I have Macb. Being unprepar'd,

drugg'd their possets, Our will became the servant to defect ;

That death and nature do contend about them, Which else should free have wrought.

Whether they live, or die. Ban. All's well.

Macb. (Within.) Who's there ?-what, bo! I dreamt last night of the three weird sisters :

Lady, M. Alack! I am afraid they have To you they have show'd some truth.

awak'd, Macb. I think not of them :

And 'tis not done ;-the attempt, and not the Yet, when we can entreat an hour to serve,


Confounds us :-Hark 1-1 laid their daggers • Intemperance. + Overpower.

* Sentinel.



• Hant.

lives ;

He could not miss them.-Had he not resem- | How is't with me, when every uoise appals me bled

What hands are here? Ha! they pluck out My father as he slept, I had done't.—My hus.

mine eyes! band 1

Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood

Clean from my hand ? No ; this my band will Enter MACBETH.

rather Afacb. I have done the deed :-Didst thou not the multitudinous seas incarnardine, hear a noise ?

Making the green-oue red. Lady M. I heard the owl scream, and the crickets cry.

Re-enter Lady MACBETH. Did not you speak ?

Lady M. My hands are of your colour ; but Macb, When?

I shame

(knocking Lady M. Now.

To wear a heart so wbite. (Knock.) I hear a Mach. As I descended 1

At the south entry :--retire we to our chamber : Lady M. Ay,

A little water clears us of this deed : Macb. Hark!

How easy is it then? Your constancy Who lies i'the second chamber 3

Hath left you unattended.-[Knocking] Hark! Lady M. Donalbain.

more knocking : Macb. This is a sorry sight.

Get on your nightgown, lest occasion call us, (Looking on his hands. And show us to be watchers :—Be not lost Lady M. A foolish thought, to say a sorry So poorly in your thoughts. sight.

Alacb. To know my deed, twere best not Macb. There's one did laugh in his sleep, and

know myself.

[K'nock. one cried, murder !

Wake Duncan with thy knocking! Ay, 'would That they did wake each other; I stood and

thou could'st !

[Exeunt. heard them :

SCENE III.-The same. But they did say their prayers, and address'd

thein Again to sleep.

Enter a PORTER.-(Knocking within.] Lady M. There are two lodg'd together. Port. Here's a klocking, indeed! If a mau Macb. One cried, God bless us! and Amen, were porter of hell-gate, he shoald have old the other ;

turning the key. [Knocking.] Kuock, klock, As they had seen me, with these hangman's knock : Who's there, i'the name of Belzebub hands,

Here's a farmer, that hanged himself on the exListening their fear-I could not say, Amen, pectation of plenty : Come in time ; have vapWhen they did say, God bless us.

kins + enough about you ; here you'll sweat for't. Lady NI. Consider it not so deeply.

(Knocking.) Knock, knock : Who's there, I'lbe Macb. But wherefore could nol I pronouncedevil's name? 'Faith, here's an equivocator, Amen ?

that could swear in both the scales against I had most reed of blessing, and Amen

either scale ; who committed treason enough for Stuck in my throat.

God's sake, yet could not equivocate to heaven : Lady M. These deeds must not be thought O coine in, equivocator. [Knocking.) Knock, After these ways; so, it will make us mad. kuuck, knock : Who's there? 'Faith here's an Macb. Methought, I heard a voice cry, Sleep Euglish tailor coine hither for stealing out of a no more.

French hose : Come in, tailor ; here you may Macbeth does murder sleep, the innocent roast your guose. [Knocking.] Knock, knock: sleep;

Never at quiet ! Wbat are you 1-But this place Sleep, that knits up the ravell’d sleave + Of is too cold for bell. I'll devil-porter it no fur. care,

ther : 1 had thought to have let in some of all proThe death of each day's life, sore labour's sessions, that go the primrose way to the ever buth,

lasting bonfire. (Knocking.) Anon, anon ; I Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second

pray you, remember the porter. course,

(Opens the gate. Chief nourisher in life's feast, Lady M. What do you meau ?

Enter MACDUFF and LENOX. Macb. Still it cried, Sleep no more! to all Macd. Was it so late, friend, ere you went the house :

That you do lie so late?

(lo bed, Glamis hath murder'd sleep; and therefore

Port.'Faith, Sir, we were carousing till the seCawdor

coud cock : 1 and drink, Sir, is a great provoker Shall sleep no more. Macbeth shull sleep no of three things. more!

Macd. What three things does drink espeLady M. Who was it that thus cried ? Why, cially provoke? worthy thane,

Port. Marry, Sir, nose-painting, sleep, and You do unbend your noble strength, to think urine. Lechery, Sir, it provokes and unpro. So brainsickly of things :-Go, get some water, rokes : it provokes the desire, but it takes away And wash this filthy witness from your band.- the performance : Therefore, much drink may Why did you bring these daggers from the be said to be an equivocator with lechery : it place?

makes him, and it mars bim ; it sets bim on, They must lie there : Go, carry them; and and it takes him of"; it persuades him, and dissinear

heartens him; makes him staud to, and not The sleepy grooms with blood.

stand to: in conclusion, equivocates hiin in a Macb. l'll go no more :

sleep, and, giving him the lie, leaves him. I am afraid to think what I have done ;

Macd. I believe, drink gave thee the lie last Look on't again, I dare not.

night. Lady M. Tudirm of purpose !

Port. That it did, Sir, i'the very throat o'me : Give me the daggers : The sleeping and the But I requited him for his lie; and, I think, dead

being too strong for him, though bé took up Are but as pictures : 'tis the eye of childhood,

my legs sometime, yet I made a shift to cast That fears a painted devil. Ti he do bleed, him. I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal,

Macd. Is thy master stirring ? For it must seem their guilt.

Our knocking has awak'd him; here he comes. [Erit. Knocking within. Macb Whence is that knocking ?

• Frequent.

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