Sivut kuvina

Witclut. Double, double toil and trouble; IT(/c*«..The weird sifters, hand iu band,

Fire, burn! and cauldron, bubble! Posters of the sea and land,

Thul do go about, about.

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Macb. [Wttehet ranigh.] Where are they? Lot this Laiig M. Come, come, come, come, ffive me your

penurious hour hand; what's done cannot be undone: to bed, to bed,

Stand aye accursed in the Calendar !— to bed !—

Act IV. Sctnt 11. Act \'. Sent I


LITERARY AND HISTORICAL NOTICE. IN this uitt* >:h ass tragedy Shakspcare bat closely adhered to historical fart, excepting that Hanqno, out of eon piiment to his descendant James I. ia excluded from all participation in the murder or Duncan. In the reign of Charles 11. the song* of the witches were set to muiic by the celebrated Matthew Lock, and the play re* ga riled as a semi-opera. The ghosts and witches, though admirably pollrtrayed, have been censured as an insult to common sense; and cautious bare been held out to the young and uninformed against imbibing the absurd principles of fatalism which are seemingly countenanced iu many parts of this piece. lint tu the time of, the doctrine of witchcraft was at once established by law and by fashion , and it became tint only unpolite, but criminal, to doubt it.—King James himself in his dialogues of D&monologie, reprinted in Lon< dnn soon sifter his succession, has speculated deeply on the illusions of spirits, the compact of witches, 5ic. I •ud our dramatist only turned to his advantage a sjsteni universally admitted. In representation, some un interesting scenes are omitted ; many of the witches' dialogues adapted to beautiful music, and a song or two, probably written by Sir W. Da tenant, added to the parts. Itcttcrtou, amidst many bad alterations, hit upon the plan of making the witches deliver all the prophecies, by which a deal of the trap-work Is avoided , and Garrick substituted some excellent passages to be uttered by Macbeth, whilst expiring, iu lieu of the disgosting exposure of his head by Macduff. The neatest criticism upon the play, and the most concise record of its historical facts, are contained in the following extract from a standard publication > " Macbeth flourished ta Scotland about the middle of the tenth century. At this period Duncan was king, a mild and humane, but not at all possessed of the genius requisite for governing a country so turbulent, and so infested by the intrigues and animosities of the great Macbeth, a powerful nobleman, and nearly allied to the crown. Not contented with curbing the king's authority, carried stiil further (ns mad ambition | he murdered Duncan at Inverness, a»d theu seized upon the throne. Fearing lest his ill-gotten power should be stripped from him* he chased Malcolm Kentnorc, the ion and heir, into Euglaml, and put to death Mac Gill and Banquo, the tw* most powerful men in his dominions. Macduff, next becoming the object of his suspicion, 1s» escaped into England ; but the inhuman usurper wreaked his vengeance on his wife and children, whom ha caused to bo cruelly butchered. Siward, whose daughter was married to Duncan, embraced, by Edward's orders, the protection of his distressed family. Me marched on army into Scotland, and having defeated and lulled Macbeth io battle, he restored Malcolm to the throne of his ancestors...The tragedy founded upon the history of Macbeth, though contrary to the rules of the drama, contains an infinity of beauties with respect to language, character, passion, and incident ; and is thought to be one of the very best pieces of the very best masters in this kind of writing that the world ever produced. The danger of ambition is well described, and the passions ■re directed to their true ends • so that it is not only admirable as a perm, but oat oI* the most moral piece* existing."

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Scene, In the end of the fourth act, lies In England ; through the rest of the play, in Scotland; and, chiefly, at Macbelh'E Cattle.


SCENE I.—An open Place. Thunder and Lightning. Enter three Witches.

1 tVitch. When shall we three meet again In thunder, lightning, or in rain f

1 H itch. When the hnrlyhurly's • done. When the battle's lost and won:


3 Tfltch. That will be ere set of sun.

1 Witch. Where the place T

I Witch. Upon the heath:

3 Witch. There to meet Macbeth.

1 Witch. I come, Graymalkin J

All. Paddock calls :—Anon.—
Fair is fonl, and foul is fair:
Hover through the fog and filthy air.

[witches vanish.

SCENE II.—A Damp near Fores. Alarum within. Enter King Duncix, Mm.

ANTS, meeting a bleeding Soldier.
Dun. What bloody man is that? He can re-

As seemeth by his plight, of the revolt
The newest elate.

Mai. This is the sergeant,
Who, like a good and hardy soldier, fought
'Gainst my captivity :—Hail, brave friend I
Say to the king the knowledge of the broil,
As thou didst wave it.

Sold. Doubtfully it stood;
As two spent swimmers, that do cling together,
Aud choke their art. The merciless Macdou-

(Worthy to be a rebel ; for to that
The multiplying vlllanies of nature
Do swarm upon him,) from the western isles,
Of kernes and gallowglatses is supplied ; *
And fortune, on his damned quarrel t smiling,
Show'd like a rebel's whore: But all's too weak:
For brave Macbeth, (well he deserves that

Disdaining fortune, with his brandisb'd steel,
Which smok'd with bloody execution,
Like valour's minion

Carv'd out his passage, till he fae'd the slave; And ue'er shook bands, nor bade farewell to him,

Till he uuseam'd him from the nave to the chaps,

And flx'd his head npon our battlements. Dun. O valiant cousin! worthy gentleman 1 Sold. As whence the sun 'gins his reflection

Shipwrecking storms aud direful thunders break;

So from that spring, whence comfort seem'd to come.

Discomfort \ swells. Mark, king of Scotland mark:

No sooner justice had, with valour arni'd, Compell'd these skipping kernes to trust their heels;

But the Norweyan lord, surveying vantage,
With furbish'd arms aud uew supplies of men,
Regan a fresh assault.

Dun. Dismay'd not this
Our captains, Macbeth and Banquof

Sold. Yes;
As sparrows, eagles; or the hare, the lion.
If I say sooth, $ I must report they were
As cannons | overcharg'd with double cracks;
So they

Doubly redoubled strokes upon the foe:
Except they meant to bathe in reeking wounds.
Or memorize another Golgotha, *
I cannot tell:

But I am faint, my gashes cry for help.
Dun. So well thy words become thee, as thy

They smack of honour both :—Go, get him surgeons. [Exit Soldier, attended. Enter Rosse.

Who comes here?

Mai. The woithy thane of Rosse.

hen. What a haste looks throngh his eyes! So should he look, That seems to speak things strange.

fioxse. God save the king t

Dun. Whence cam'st thou, worthy thane?

Confronted him with self-comparisons,
Point against point rebellious, arm 'jrainst arm.
Curbing his lavish spirit: And, to conclude.
The victory fell on us;

Dun. Great happiness I

Rosse. That now Sweuo, the Norways' king, craves composition; Nor would we deign him burial of his men, Till he disbursed, at Saint Colmes* inch,* Ten thousand dollars to our general use.

Dun, No more that thane of Cawdor shall

ilosse. From Fife, great king, Where the Norweyan banners flout "* the sky And fan our people cold. Norway himself, with terrible numbers, Assisted by that most disloyal traitor The thane of Cawdor, 'gan a dismal conflict: Till that Beltona's bridegroom,tt lapp'd in proof,Jt

• They were light and hea»y armed troops. 1 Cause, t l 'if ■'■.!!' lo comfort. k Truth.

| Cmnnom were not invented until some centime after this period. * Make another GoI|otha as memorable at the first. Mock. H hh&kftpcare mean* Mart.

It Defended by armour of proof.

Our bosom interest:—Go, pronounce his death,
And with his former title greet Macbeth.
Hosse. I'll see it done.

Dun. What he hatb lost, noble Macbeth hath won. [En nut,

SCENE III.—A Heath.—Thunder.
Enter the three Witches.

1 Witch. Where hast thou been, sister 1

2 Witch. Killing swine.

3 Witch. Sister, where thou?

1 Witch. A Sailor's wife had cbesnuts in her


And mounch'd, and mounch'd, and mounch'd :—

Give me, quoth 1: Aroint thee,\ witch.' the rump-fed ronyon {


Her husband's to Aleppo gone, master o'the
But in a sieve I'll thither sail, [Tiger:

And, like a rat without a tail,
I'll do, I'll do, I'll do.

2 Witch. I'll give thee a wind.
1 Witch. Thou art kind.

3 Witch. And I another.

1 Witch. I myself have all the other; And the very ports they blow.

All the quarters that they know
1'tbe shipman's card. $
I will draiu him dry as hay:
Sleep shall, neither night uor day.
Hang upon his pent-house lid;
He shall live a man forbid : ||
Weary Bev'n-nigbts, nine times nine,
Shall he dwindle, peak, and pine:
Though his bark cannot be lost,
Yet it shall be tempcst-loss'd.
Look what I have.

2 Witch. Show me, show me.

1 Witch. Here 1 have a pilot's thumb, Wreck'd, as homeward he did come.

[Drum within.

3 Witch. A drum, a drum; Macbeth doth come.

All. The weird sisters,*! hand in hand,
Posters of the sea aud laud,
Thus do go about, about;
Thrice to thine, and thrice to mine.
And thrice again, to make up nine;
Peace 1—the charm's wound up.

Enter Macbeth and Banquo.

Macb. So foul and fair a day I have not seen.

Ban. How far ia't call'd to Fores?—What
are these.

So wlther'd and so wild in their attire:
That look not like the inhabitants o'the earth,
And yet are on't? Live you T or are you aught
That man may question? You seem to uuder
stand me,

By each at once her choppy finger laying
Upon her skinny lips:—You should be women,
And yet your beards forbid me to interpret
That yon are so.
Macb. Speak, If you can [—What are yont
1 Witch. All hall, Macbeth 1 hail to thee,
thane of til a in is I

• A small island In the Frith of Edinburgh,
t Avaunt, begone.. f A scabby woman.

4 Sailor's chart. I Accursed.

*| Prophetic sisters t the fates of the northern nations, the three baud-maids of Odin.

1 Witch. All halt, Macbeth! hail

thane of Cawdor! 3 Witch. All hail, Macbeth! that shall be

king hereafter. Ban. Good Sir, why do you start, and seem

to fear

Things that do sound so fair !—I'the name of

Are ye fantastical * or that indeed
Which outwardly ye show f My noble partner
You greet with present grace, and great pre-

Of noble having, t and of royal hope, [not:
That be seems rapt J withal; to me you speak
If you can look into the seeds of time,
And say which grain will grow, and which will

Speak then to me, who neither beg nor fear
Your favours nor your hate.

1 H itch. Hail I

X Witch. Hail!

3 Witch. Hail!

1 Hitch. Lesser than Macbeth, and greater
3 Witch. Not so happy, yet much happier.
Z Witch. Thou shalt get kings, though thou

to thee,

So, all hail, Macbeth and Bannuo!

1 Witch. Banqtio and Macbeth, all hail I
Macb. Stay, you imperfect speakers, tell me

By Sinel's death $ I know I am thane of Glamis
But how of Cawdor T the thane of Cawdor lives,
A prosperous gentleman ; and, to be king.
Stands uot within the prospect of belief,
No more than (o be Cawdor. Say, from whence
You owe this strange intelligence t or why
Upon this blasted heath you stop our way
With such prophetic greeting?—Speak, 1 charge

you. [witches vanish.

San. The earth hath bubbles, as the water

has, [nish'd!

And these are of tbem :—Whither are they ft-
Macb. Into the air; and what seem'd cor

poral melted
As breath into the wind.— 'Would they had

staid 1

Ban. Were such things here, as we do speak

Or have we eaten of the in-mie root, j
That takes the reason prisoner?

Macb. Your children shall be kings.

Han. You shall be king.

Macb. And thane of Cawdor loo; went ft not so? [here?

Ban. To the self-same tune and words. Who's

Enter How and Angus.

Ross*. The king hath happily receiv'd, Mac-

The news of thy success; and when he read*
Thy personal venture in the rebels' fight,
His wonders and his praises do contend,
Which should be thine, or his: Silenc'd with

In viewing o'er the rest o'the self same day,
He finds thee in the stout Norweyau ranks,
Nothing afeard of what thyself didst make,
Strange images of death. As thick as (ale, *J
Came post with post; and every one did bear
Thy praises in bis kingdom's great defence,
And pour'd them down before him.

Ang. We are sent,
To give thee, from our royal master, thanks;
To herald thee into bis sight, not pay thee.

Basse. And, for an earnest of a greater ho-

lie bade me, from him, mil thee thane Cawdor:

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In which addition, • hail, most vvoithy thane1
For it is thine.
Ban. What, can the devil speak true?
Mutb. The thane of Cawdor lives: Why do
yon dress me
In horrow'd robes?

Ans>. Who was the thane, lives yet;
But under heavy judgment bears that life
Which he deserves to lose. Whether he was
Comhin'd with Norway; or did line the rebel
With hidden help and vantage; or that with

He lahour'd in his country's wreck, I know not;
But treasons capital, coufess'd and prov'd.
Have overthrown him.

Macb. Glamis and thane of Cawdor:
The greatest is behind.—Thanks for your

Oo you uot hope your children shall be kings,
When those that gave the thane of Cawdor to
Promis'd no less to them? [me,

Ban. That trusted home,
Might yet enkindle t you unto the crown,
Besides the thane of Cawdor. But 'tis strange:
And oftentimes, to win us to our harm,
The instruments of darkness tell us truths;
Win us with honest trifles, to betray us
In deepest consequence.—
Cousins, a word, I pray yon.

Macb. Two truths are told.
As happy prologues to the swelling act
Of the imperial tbeme.—I thank you, gentle-
This supernatural soliciting t [men.—
Cannot be ill; cannot be good :—If ill.
Why hath it given uie earnest of success.
Commencing in a truth i 1 am thane of Caw-
dor ; $

If good, why do I yield to that suggestion ||
Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair,
And make my seated V heart knock at my ribs,
Against the use of nature? Present fears
Are leas than horrible imaginings: [tical,
My thought, whose murder yet is but fan las-
Shakes so my single state of man, that function
Is smother'd in surmise; and nothing is.
But what is not.
Ban. Look, how our partner's rapt.
Macb. If chance will have me king, whv,
chance may crown ine,
Without my stir.

Ban. New honours come upon him
Like our strange garments; cleave uot to thei

But with the aid of use.

Marl'. Come what come may;
Tune and the hour tt runs through the roughest

Ban. Worthy Macbeth, we stay upon your leisure.

Macb. Give me your favour : {J— my dull brain was wrought [pains With things forgotten. Kind gentlemen, yom Are register'd where every day I turn "he leaf to read them.—Let us toward the king; [time, Think upon what hath chane'd; and, at more The interim having weigh'd it, let us speak Our free hearts each to otherBan. Very gladly.

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


SCENE IF.—Fores.—A Boom in the Palace.

Flourish. Enter Duncan, Malcolm, Donal-
Bain, Lenox, and Attendants.
Dun. Is execution done on Cawdor? Are

Those in commission yet return'd?

• Title. \ Stimulate. J F.nritemem,

$ OUmiiii ftilI ttnndiuft, nod ii tlie magnificent re*.deuce ol Earl Strath more. | Temptation.

T Firmly fixed. The. powei. id action are

npprcucd l>y conjecture. tt Tune, and om>or

tuLitjr. U partfau.


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