What know, believe; and, what I can redress, tongues, Was once thought honest: you have lov'd him well; He hath not touch'd you yet. I am young; but something You may deserve of him through me; and wisdom To offer up a weak, poor, innocent lamb, To appease an angry god. Macd. I am not treacherous. Mal. But Macbeth is. A good and virtuous nature may recoil, In an imperial charge. + But 'crave your pardon; In nature is a tyranny; it hath been We have willing dames enough; there cannot be Mal. With this, there grows, In my most ill-compos'd affection, such I should cut off the nobles for their lands: That which you are, my thoughts cannot trans-Quarrels unjust against the good, and loyal, And the rich east to boot. Mal. Be not offended: I speak not as in au absolute fear of you. Macb. What should he be ? Mal. It is myself I mean: in whom I know Macd. Not in the legions Of horrid hell, can come a devil more damn'd Mal. I grant him bloody, Your matrous, and your maids, could not fill up Macd. Boundless intemperance Destroying them for wealth. Macd. This avarice Sticks deeper; grows with more pernicious root Mal. But I have none: The king-becoming As justice, verity, temperance, stableness, should Pour the sweet milk of concord into hell, Macd. O Scotland! Scotland! Mal. If such a one be fit to govern, speak : I am as I have spoken. Macd. Fit to govern! No, not to live.-O nation miserable, When shalt thou see thy wholesome days again? Since that the truest issue of thy throne By his own interdiction stands accurs'd, And does blaspheme his breed?-Thy royal father. Was a most sainted king; the queen, that bore thee Oftner upon her knees thau on her feet, Thy hope ends here! my Mal. Macduff, this noble passion, By many of these trains hathg sought to win me No less in truth than life: my first false speak- Was this upon myself: What I am truly, Now we'll together: And the chance of good- | For that I saw the tyrant's power a-foot : ness Be like our warranted quarrel! Why are you silent? Macd. Such welcome and unwelcome things at once, 'Tis hard to reconcile. Enter a DOCTOR. Mal. Well; more anon.-Comes the king forth, I pray you? Doct. Ay, Sir: there are a crew of wretched souls, That stay his cure their malady convinces » Mal. I thank you, doctor. [Exit DOCTOR. A most miraculous work in this good king; Which often, since my here-remain in Eugland, I have seen him do. How he solicits heaven, Himself best knows : but strangely-visited Now is the time of help; your eye in Scotland Would create soldiers, make our women fight, To doff their dire distresses. Mal. Be it their comfort, We are coming thither; gracious England hath Rosse. 'Would I could answer Macd. What concern they ? The general cause? or is it a fee-grief, t Rosse. No mind, that's honest, But in it shares some woe; though the main part Pertains to you alone. Whispers the o'er-fraught heart, and bids it, break. Macd. My children too? Rosse. Wife, children, servants, all That could be found. Macd. And I must be from thence I My wife kill'd too? Rosse. I have said. Mal. Be comforted; Let's make us med'cines of our great revenge, To cure this deadly grief, Macd. He has no children.--All my pretty ones? Did you say, all ?-O hell-kite !-All? Mal. Dispute it like a man. But I must also feel it as a man: I cannot but remember such things were, And would not take their part? Sinful Macduff, ACT V. the gate. Come, come, come, come, give me your hand; What's done, cannot be undone : To SCENE I-Dunsinane.-A Room in the Cas-bed, to bed, to bed. [Exit Lady MACBETH. tle. Enter a DOCTOR of Physic, and a waiting GENTLEWOMAN. Doct. Will she go now to bed? Doct. Foul whisperings are abroad: Unnatural deeds Doct. I have two nights watched with you, Do breed unnatural troubles: Infected minds but can perceive no truth in your report. When To their deaf pillows will discharge their se. was it she last walked? crets. More needs she the divine, than the physi 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; 'tis her command. Doct. You see, her eyes are open. Doct. What is it she does now? Look, how she rubs her bands. Gent. It is an accustomed 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 afear'd? 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 mor o'that, my lord, no more o'that you mat d 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 sight 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, Gent. 'Pray God, it be, Sir. Doct. This disease is beyond my practice: Yet I have known those which have walked in their sleep, who have died holily in their beds. Lady M. Wash your hands, put on your night gown; look not so pale -1 tell you yet again Banquo's buried; he cannot come out of bis grave. Doct. Even so? Lady M. To bed, to bed; there's knocking at • Dark. think, but dare not speak. Gent. Good night, good doctor. [Exeunt. SCENE II.-The Country near Dunsinane. Enter with Drum and Colours, MENTETH, CATHNESS, ANGUS, LENOX, and Soldiers. Ment. The English power is near, led on by Malcolm, His uncle Siward, and the good Macduff. Revenges burn in them: for their dear causes Would, to the bleeding, and the grim alarm, Excite the mortified man. + Ang. Near Birnam wood Shall we well meet them; that way are they coming. Cuth. Who knows, if Donalbain be with his brother? Len. For certain, Sir, he is not: I have a file Of all the gentry; there is Siward's son, Ment. What does the tyrant? Cath. Great Dunsinane he strongly fortifies : Some say, he's mad; others, that lesser hat him, Do call it valiant fury: but, for certain, Ang. Now does he feel Ment. Who then shall blame Cath. Well, march we on, To give obedience where 'tis truly ow'd : Len. Or so much as it needs, weeds. The devil damn thee black, thou cream-fac'd SCENE IV.-Country near Dunsinane: A fear, Thou lily-liver'd boy. What soldiers, patch? Death of thy soul! those linen cheeks of thine Are counsellors to fear. What soldiers, wheyface? Serv. The English force, so please you. When I behold-Seyton, I say !-This push Which the poor heart would fain deny, but How does your patient, doctor? Doct. Not so sick, my lord, As she is troubled with thick-coming fancies, Macb. Cure her of that: Canst thou not minister to a mind diseas'd; Doct. Therein the patient Macb. Throw physic to the dogs, I'll none of it. Come, put mine armour on; give me my staff: Seyton, send out.-Doctor, the thanes fly from me: Wood in view. Enter, with Drum and Colours, MALCOLM, old SIWARD and his SON, MACDUFF, MENTETH, CATHNESS, ANGUS, LENOX, ROSSE, and Soldiers, marching. Mal. Cousins, I hope, the days are near at hand That chambers will be safe. Ment. We doubt it nothing. Ment. The wood of Birnam. Mal. Let every soldier hew him down a bough, And bear't before him; thereby shall we shadow The numbers of our host, aud make discovery Err in report of us. Sold. It shall be done. Siw. We learn no other, but the confident Keeps still in Dunsinane, and will endure Mal. 'Tis his main hope : For where there is advantage to be given, Both more and less have given him the revolt; And none serve with him, but constrained things, Whose hearts are absent too. Macd. Let our just censures Attend the true event, and put we on Siw. The time approaches, That will with due decision make us know [Exeunt, marching. SCENE V.-Dunsinane. Castle. Within the Enter, with Drums and Colours, MACBETH, SEYTON, and Soldiers. Macb. Hang out our banners on the outward walls; The cry is still, They come Our castle's strength Will laugh a siege to scorn: here let them lie, Till famine and the ague eat them up: Were they not forc'd with those that should be our's, We might have met them dareful, beard to beard, And beat them backward home. What is that noise ? [A cry within, of Women. Sey. It is the cry of women, my good lord. Macb. I have almost forgot the taste of fears: The time has been, my senses would have cool'd To the last syllable of recorded time; Enter a MESSENGER. Mucb. My name's Macbeth. Yo. Siw. The devil himself could not pro nounce a title More bateful to mine ear. Macb. No, nor inore fearful. Yo. Siw. Thou liest, abhorred tyrant; with my sword I'll prove the lie thou speak'st. [They fight, and young SIWARD is slain Macb. Thou wast born of woman.———— Thou com'st to use thy tongue; thy story quickly. But swords I smile at, weapons laugh to scorn, I shall report that which I say I saw, Macb. Well, say, Sir. Mess. As I did stand my watch upon the If this, which he avouches, does appear, And wish the estate o'the world were now un done. [wrack! SCENE VI.-The same.-A Plain before the Enter, with Drums and Colours, MALCOLM, Mal. Now near enough; your leavy screens throw down, And show like those you are :-You, worthy Shall, with my cousin, your right-noble son, Site. Fare you well. Do we but find the tyrant's power to-night, Those clamorous harbingers of blood and death. SCENE VII.-The same.-Another Part of the Plain. Enter MACBETH. Macb. They have tied me to a stake: I cannot fly: But, bear-like, I must fight the course.-What's he, That was not born of woman? Such a one Enter young SIWARD. Yo. Siw. What is thy name? Macb. Thou'lt be afraid to hear it. Brandish'd by man that's of a woman born. Alarums. Enter MACDUFF. [Exit. Siw. This way, my lord ;-The castle's gently The tyrant's people on both sides do fight; Mal. We have met with foes Siw. Enter, Sir, the castle. [Exeunt. Alarum. For it hath cow'd my better part of man! Macd. Then yield thee, coward, And live to be the show and gaze o'the time. Yo. Siw. No; though thou call'st thyself a Here may you see the tyrant. |