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ACT V. scene I.
Dunsinane. A Room in the Castle. Enter a Doctor of Physick, and a waiting Gentlewoman.
Doct. I have two nights watch'd with you, but can perceive no truth in your report. When was it she last walk'd ?
Gent. Since his majesty went into the field, I have seen her rise from her bed, throw her night-gown upon her, unlock her closet, take forth paper, fold it, write upon it, read it, afterwards seal it, and again return to bed; yet all this while in a most fast sleep.
Doct. A great perturbation in nature ! to receive at once the benefit of sleep, and do the effects of watching.--In this slumbry agitation, besides her walking, and other actual performances, what, at any time, have you heard her say? Gent. That, sir, which I will not report after her.
Doct. You may, to me: and 'tis most meet you should.
Gent. Neither to you, nor any one; having no witness to confirm my speech.
Enter Lady Macbeth, with a taper. Lo you, here she comes ! This is her very guise ; and, upon my life, fast asleep. Observe her; stand close,
Doct. How came she by that light?
Gent. Why, it stood by her : she has light by her continually; 'tiš her command..... .
Doct. You see, her eyes are open.
Doct. What is it she does now ? Look, how she rubs her hands.
Gent. It is an accustom'd action with her, to seem thus washing her hands; I have known her continue in this a quarter of an hour.
Lady M. Yet here's a spot. · Doct. Hark, she speaks : I will set down what comes from her, to satisfy my remembrance the more strongly.
Lady M. Out, damned spot ! out, I say !-One; Two; Why, then 'tis time to do't:- Hell is murky! -Fie, my lord, fie! a soldier, and afеard 57? What need we fear who knows it, when none can call our power to account?-Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him?
Doct. Do you mark that?
Lady M. The thane of Fife had a wife; Where is she now ? - What, will these hands ne'er be clean ? -No more o'that, my lord, no more o'that: you mar all with this starting.
Doct. Go to, go to; you have known what you should not.
Gent. She has spoke what she should not, I am sure of that: Heaven knows what she has known.
Lady M. Here's the smell of the blood still: all the
perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand. Oh! oh! oh!
Doct. What a sigh is there? the heart is sorely charged.
Gent. I would not have such a heart in my bosom, for the dignity of the whole body.
Doct. Well, well, well,
Doct. This disease is beyond my practice: Yet I have known those which have walk'd in their sleep, who have died holily in their beds.
Lady M. Wash your hands, put on your nightgown; look not so pale :- I tell you yet again, Banquo's buried; he cannot come out of his grave.
Doct. Even so ?
Lady M, To bed, to bed; there's knocking at the gate. Come, come, come, come, give me your hand; What's done, cannot be undone : To bed, to bed, to bed.
[Exit Lady Macbeth.