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and disheartens him; makes him stand to, and not stand to : in conclusion, equivocates him in a sleep, and, giving him the lie, leaves him.
Macd. I believe, drink gave thee the lie last night.
Port. That it did, sir, i'the very throat o'me: But I requited him for his lie; and, I think, being too strong for him, though he took up my legs sometime, yet I made a shift to cast him.
Macd. Is thy master stirring ?-
Len. Good-morrow, noble sir !
Good-morrow, both! Macd. Is the king stirring, worthy thane?
Macd. He did command me to call timely on him; I have almost slipp'd the hour. Macb.
I'll bring you to him. Macd. I know, this is a joyful trouble to you; But yet, 'tis one.
Macb. The labour we delight in, physicks' pain, This is the door. Macd.
I'll make so bold to call,
Goes the king
He does :-he did appoint it so. Len. The night has been unruly: Where we lay, Our chimneys were blown down: and, as they say, Lamentings heard i'the air; strange screams of death;
Si. e, Affords a cordial to it.
" Appointed service.
And prophecying, with accents terrible,
'Twas a rough night. Len. My young remembrance cannot parallel A fellow to it.
Re-enter MACDUFF. Macd. O horror! horror! horror! Tongue, nor
heart, Cannot conceive, nor name thee!? Macb. Len.
What's the matter? Macd. Confusion now hath made his masterpiece! Most sacrilegious murder hath broke ope The Lord's anointed temple, and stole thence The life o'the building, Macb.
What is't you say? the life? Len. Mean you his majesty! Macd. Approach the chamber, and destroy your
sight With a new Gorgon:-Do not bid me speak; See, and then speak yourselves.-Awake! awake!
[Exeunt Macbeth and Lenox. Ring the alarum-bell:--Murder! and treason! Banquo, and Donalbain! Malcolm! awake! Shake off this downy sleep, death's counterfeit, And look on death itself!-up, up, and see The great doom's image?--Malcolm! Banquo!
2 The use of two negatives, not to make an affirmative, but to deny more strongly is common in our author.
As from your graves rise up, and walk like sprights, To countenance this horror!
Enter Lady Macbeth. Lady M.
What's the business, That such a hideous trumpet calls to parley The sleepers of the house ? speak, speak,Macd.
O, gentle lady,
Too cruel, any where.-
it is not so.
Re-enter MACBETII and Lenox.
Macb. Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had liv'd a blessed time; for, from this instant, There's nothing serious in mortality : All is but toys: renown, and grace, is dead; The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of.
Enter MALCOLM and DONALBAIN.
Don. What is amiss ?
You are, and do not know it: The spring, the head, the fountain of your blood
Is stoppd; the very source of it is stopp'd,
Macd. Your royal father's murder'd.
O, by whom?
Macb. O, yet I do repent me of my fury,
Wherefore did you so ?
Help me hence, ho!
Why do we hold our tongues, That most may claim this argument for ours?
Don. What should be spoken here, Where our fate, hid within an augre-hole,
3 Covered with blood to their hilt.
May rush, and seize us ? Let’s away; our tears
Nor our strong sorrow on
Look to the lady :
[Lady MACBETH is carried out. And when we have our naked frailties hid, That suffer in exposure, let us meet, And question this most bloody piece of work, To know it further. Fears and scruples shake us: In the great hand + of God I stand; and, thence, Against the undivulg'd pretences I fight Of treasonous malice, Macb.
And so do I. All.
So all. Macb. Let's briefly put on manly readiness, And meet i’the hall together. All.
[Exeunt all but MAL. and Dox. Mal. What will you do? Let's not consort with
them : To show an unfelt sorrow, is an office Which the false man does easy: I'l} to England.
Don. To Ireland, I; our separated fortune Shall keep us both the safer : where we are, There's daggers in men's smiles: the near in blood, The nearer bloody. Mal.
This murderous shaft that's shot, Hath not yet lighted; and our safest way Is, to avoid the aim. Therefore, to horse; And let us not be dainty of leave-taking,