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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 ?-
Our knocking has awak'd him; here he comes.


Len. Good-morrow, noble sir !

Good-morrow, both! Macd. Is the king stirring, worthy thane?


Not yet.

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,
For 'tis my limited service." [Exit MACDUFF.

Goes the king
From hence to-day?

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,
Of dire combustion, and confus'd events,
New hatch'd to the woeful time. The obscure bird
Clamour'd the livelong night: some say, the earth
Was feverous, and did shake.

'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!

[Bell rings,

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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,
'Tis not for you to hear what I can speak:
The repetition, in a woman's ear,
Would murder as it fell.- O Banquo! Banquo!

Enter BanqUO.
Our royal master's murder'd!
Lady M.

Woe, alas!
What, in our house?

Too cruel, any where.-
Dear Duff, I pr’ythee, contradict thyself,

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.


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?
Len. Those of his chamber, as it seem'd, had

Their hands and faces were all badg’d with blood,
So were their daggers, which, unwip'd, we found
Upon their pillows:
They star'd, and were distracted; no man's life
Was to be trusted with them.

Macb. O, yet I do repent me of my fury,
That I did kill them.

Wherefore did you so ?
Macb. Who can be wise, amaz'd, temperate, and

Loyal and neutral, in a moment? No man:
The expedition of my violent love
Out-ran the pauser reason.--Here lay Duncan,
His silver skin lac'd with his golden blood;
And his gash'd stabs look'd like a breach in nature,
For ruin's wasteful entrance: there, the murderers,
Steep'd in the colours of their trade, their daggers
Unmannerly breech'd with gore:3 Who could refrain,
That had a heart to love, and in that heart
Courage, to make his love known?
Lady M.

Help me hence, ho!
Macd. Look to the lady.

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
Are not yet brew'd.

Nor our strong sorrow on
The foot of motion,

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.

Well contented.

[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,

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