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Macbeth, set primarily in Scotland, mixes witchcraft, prophecy, and murder. Three “Weïrd Sisters” appear to Macbeth and his comrade Banquo after a battle and prophesy that Macbeth will be king and that the descendants of Banquo will also reign. When Macbeth arrives at his castle, he and Lady Macbeth plot to assassinate King Duncan, soon to be their guest, so that Macbeth can become king.
After Macbeth murders Duncan, the king’s two sons flee, and Macbeth is crowned. Fearing that Banquo’s descendants will, according to the Weïrd Sisters’ predictions, take over the kingdom, Macbeth has Banquo killed. At a royal banquet that evening, Macbeth sees Banquo’s ghost appear covered in blood. Macbeth determines to consult the Weïrd Sisters again. They comfort him with ambiguous promises.
Another nobleman, Macduff, rides to England to join Duncan’s older son, Malcolm. Macbeth has Macduff’s wife and children murdered. Malcolm and Macduff lead an army against Macbeth, as Lady Macbeth goes mad and commits suicide.
Macbeth confronts Malcolm’s army, trusting in the Weïrd Sisters’ comforting promises. He learns that the promises are tricks, but continues to fight. Macduff kills Macbeth and Malcolm becomes Scotland’s king.
ACT 1
Scene 1
Thunder and Lightning . Enter three Witches .
FIRST WITCH
When shall we three meet again ?
In thunder , lightning , or in rain ?
In thunder , lightning , or in rain ?
SECOND WITCH
When the hurly-burly’s done ,
When the battle’s lost and won .
When the battle’s lost and won .
THIRD WITCH
That will be ere the set of sun .
FIRST WITCH
Where the place ?
SECOND WITCH
Upon the heath .
THIRD WITCH
There to meet with Macbeth .
FIRST WITCH
I come , Graymalkin .
SECOND WITCH
Paddock calls .
THIRD WITCH
Anon .
ALL
Fair is foul , and foul is fair ;
Hover through the fog and filthy air .
Hover through the fog and filthy air .
They exit .
[9]ACT 1. SC. 2
Scene 2
Alarum within . Enter King Duncan , Malcolm ,
Donalbain , Lennox , with Attendants , meeting a bleeding
Captain .
Donalbain , Lennox , with Attendants , meeting a bleeding
Captain .
DUNCAN
What bloody man is that ? He can report ,
As seemeth by his plight , of the revolt
The newest state .
As seemeth by his plight , of the revolt
The newest state .
MALCOLM
This is the sergeant
Who , like a good and hardy soldier , fought
’Gainst my captivity . — Hail , brave friend !
Say to the King the knowledge of the broil
As thou didst leave it .
Who , like a good and hardy soldier , fought
’Gainst my captivity . — Hail , brave friend !
Say to the King the knowledge of the broil
As thou didst leave it .
CAPTAIN
Doubtful it stood ,
As two spent swimmers that do cling together
And choke their art . The merciless Macdonwald
( Worthy to be a rebel , for to that
The multiplying villainies of nature
Do swarm upon him ) from the Western Isles
Of kerns and gallowglasses is supplied ;
And Fortune , on his damnèd quarrel smiling ,
Showed like a rebel’s whore . But all’s too weak ;
For brave Macbeth ( well he deserves that name ) ,
Disdaining Fortune , with his brandished steel ,
Which smoked with bloody execution ,
Like Valor’s minion , carved out his passage
Till he faced the slave ;
Which ne’er shook hands , nor bade farewell to him ,
Till he unseamed him from the nave to th’ chops ,
And fixed his head upon our battlements .
As two spent swimmers that do cling together
And choke their art . The merciless Macdonwald
( Worthy to be a rebel , for to that
The multiplying villainies of nature
Do swarm upon him ) from the Western Isles
Of kerns and gallowglasses is supplied ;
And Fortune , on his damnèd quarrel smiling ,
Showed like a rebel’s whore . But all’s too weak ;
For brave Macbeth ( well he deserves that name ) ,
Disdaining Fortune , with his brandished steel ,
Which smoked with bloody execution ,
Like Valor’s minion , carved out his passage
Till he faced the slave ;
Which ne’er shook hands , nor bade farewell to him ,
Till he unseamed him from the nave to th’ chops ,
And fixed his head upon our battlements .
DUNCAN
O valiant cousin , worthy gentleman !
CAPTAIN
As whence the sun ’gins his reflection
Shipwracking storms and direful thunders break ,
[11] ACT 1. SC. 2 So from that spring whence comfort seemed to
come
Discomfort swells . Mark , King of Scotland , mark :
No sooner justice had , with valor armed ,
Compelled these skipping kerns to trust their heels ,
But the Norweyan lord , surveying vantage ,
With furbished arms and new supplies of men ,
Began a fresh assault .
Shipwracking storms and direful thunders break ,
[11] ACT 1. SC. 2 So from that spring whence comfort seemed to
come
Discomfort swells . Mark , King of Scotland , mark :
No sooner justice had , with valor armed ,
Compelled these skipping kerns to trust their heels ,
But the Norweyan lord , surveying vantage ,
With furbished arms and new supplies of men ,
Began a fresh assault .
DUNCAN
Dismayed not this our captains , Macbeth and
Banquo ?
Banquo ?
CAPTAIN
Yes , as sparrows eagles , or the hare the lion .
If I say sooth , I must report they were
As cannons overcharged 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 .
If I say sooth , I must report they were
As cannons overcharged 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 .
DUNCAN
So well thy words become thee as thy wounds :
They smack of honor both . — Go , get him surgeons .
Who comes here ?
They smack of honor both . — Go , get him surgeons .
The Captain is led off by Attendants .
Enter Ross and Angus .
Who comes here ?
MALCOLM
The worthy Thane of Ross .
LENNOX
What a haste looks through his eyes !
So should he look that seems to speak things
strange .
So should he look that seems to speak things
strange .
ROSS
God save the King .
DUNCAN
Whence cam’st thou , worthy thane ?
ROSS
From Fife , great king ,
Where the Norweyan banners flout the sky
[13] ACT 1. SC. 3 And fan our people cold .
Norway himself , with terrible numbers ,
Assisted by that most disloyal traitor ,
The Thane of Cawdor , began a dismal conflict ,
Till that Bellona’s bridegroom , lapped in proof ,
Confronted him with self-comparisons ,
Point against point , rebellious arm ’gainst arm ,
Curbing his lavish spirit . And to conclude ,
The victory fell on us .
Where the Norweyan banners flout the sky
[13] ACT 1. SC. 3 And fan our people cold .
Norway himself , with terrible numbers ,
Assisted by that most disloyal traitor ,
The Thane of Cawdor , began a dismal conflict ,
Till that Bellona’s bridegroom , lapped in proof ,
Confronted him with self-comparisons ,
Point against point , rebellious arm ’gainst arm ,
Curbing his lavish spirit . And to conclude ,
The victory fell on us .
DUNCAN
Great happiness !
ROSS
That now Sweno ,
The Norways’ king , craves composition .
Nor would we deign him burial of his men
Till he disbursèd at Saint Colme’s Inch
Ten thousand dollars to our general use .
The Norways’ king , craves composition .
Nor would we deign him burial of his men
Till he disbursèd at Saint Colme’s Inch
Ten thousand dollars to our general use .
DUNCAN
No more that Thane of Cawdor shall deceive
Our bosom interest . Go , pronounce his present
death ,
And with his former title greet Macbeth .
Our bosom interest . Go , pronounce his present
death ,
And with his former title greet Macbeth .
ROSS
I’ll see it done .
DUNCAN
What he hath lost , noble Macbeth hath won .
They exit .
Scene 3
Thunder . Enter the three Witches .
FIRST WITCH
Where hast thou been , sister ?
SECOND WITCH
Killing swine .
THIRD WITCH
Sister , where thou ?
FIRST WITCH
A sailor’s wife had chestnuts in her lap
And munched and munched and munched . ‘Give
me ,’ quoth I .
‘Aroint thee , witch ,’ the rump-fed runnion cries .
[15] ACT 1. SC. 3 Her husband’s to Aleppo gone , master o’ th’ Tiger ;
But in a sieve I’ll thither sail ,
And , like a rat without a tail ,
I’ll do , I’ll do , and I’ll do .
And munched and munched and munched . ‘Give
me ,’ quoth I .
‘Aroint thee , witch ,’ the rump-fed runnion cries .
[15] ACT 1. SC. 3 Her husband’s to Aleppo gone , master o’ th’ Tiger ;
But in a sieve I’ll thither sail ,
And , like a rat without a tail ,
I’ll do , I’ll do , and I’ll do .
SECOND WITCH
I’ll give thee a wind .
FIRST WITCH
Th’ art kind .
THIRD WITCH
And I another .
FIRST WITCH
I myself have all the other ,
And the very ports they blow ;
All the quarters that they know
I’ th’ shipman’s card .
I’ll drain him dry as hay .
Sleep shall neither night nor day
Hang upon his penthouse lid .
He shall live a man forbid .
Weary sev’nnights , nine times nine ,
Shall he dwindle , peak , and pine .
Though his bark cannot be lost ,
Yet it shall be tempest-tossed .
Look what I have .
And the very ports they blow ;
All the quarters that they know
I’ th’ shipman’s card .
I’ll drain him dry as hay .
Sleep shall neither night nor day
Hang upon his penthouse lid .
He shall live a man forbid .
Weary sev’nnights , nine times nine ,
Shall he dwindle , peak , and pine .
Though his bark cannot be lost ,
Yet it shall be tempest-tossed .
Look what I have .
SECOND WITCH
Show me , show me .
FIRST WITCH
Here I have a pilot’s thumb ,
Wracked as homeward he did come .
Wracked as homeward he did come .
Drum within .
THIRD WITCH
A drum , a drum !
Macbeth doth come .
Macbeth doth come .
ALL
, dancing in a circle
The Weïrd Sisters , hand in hand ,
Posters of the sea and land ,
Thus do go about , about ,
Thrice to thine and thrice to mine
[17] ACT 1. SC. 3 And thrice again , to make up nine .
Peace , the charm’s wound up .
Posters of the sea and land ,
Thus do go about , about ,
Thrice to thine and thrice to mine
[17] ACT 1. SC. 3 And thrice again , to make up nine .
Peace , the charm’s wound up .
Enter Macbeth and Banquo .
MACBETH
So foul and fair a day I have not seen .
BANQUO
How far is ’t called to Forres ? — What are these ,
So withered , and so wild in their attire ,
That look not like th’ inhabitants o’ th’ Earth
And yet are on ’t ? — Live you ? Or are you aught
That man may question ? You seem to understand
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 you are so .
So withered , and so wild in their attire ,
That look not like th’ inhabitants o’ th’ Earth
And yet are on ’t ? — Live you ? Or are you aught
That man may question ? You seem to understand
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 you are so .
MACBETH
Speak if you can . What are you ?
FIRST WITCH
All hail , Macbeth ! Hail to thee , Thane of Glamis !
SECOND WITCH
All hail , Macbeth ! Hail to thee , Thane of Cawdor !
THIRD WITCH
All hail , Macbeth , that shalt be king hereafter !
BANQUO
Good sir , why do you start and seem to fear
Things that do sound so fair ? — I’ th’ name of truth ,
Are you fantastical , or that indeed
Which outwardly you show ? My noble partner
You greet with present grace and great prediction
Of noble having and of royal hope ,
That he seems rapt withal . To me you speak not .
If you can look into the seeds of time
And say which grain will grow and which will not ,
Speak , then , to me , who neither beg nor fear
Your favors nor your hate .
Things that do sound so fair ? — I’ th’ name of truth ,
Are you fantastical , or that indeed
Which outwardly you show ? My noble partner
You greet with present grace and great prediction
Of noble having and of royal hope ,
That he seems rapt withal . To me you speak not .
If you can look into the seeds of time
And say which grain will grow and which will not ,
Speak , then , to me , who neither beg nor fear
Your favors nor your hate .
[19]ACT 1. SC. 3
FIRST WITCH
Hail !
SECOND WITCH
Hail !
THIRD WITCH
Hail !
FIRST WITCH
Lesser than Macbeth and greater .
SECOND WITCH
Not so happy , yet much happier .
THIRD WITCH
Thou shalt get kings , though thou be none .
So all hail , Macbeth and Banquo !
So all hail , Macbeth and Banquo !
FIRST WITCH
Banquo and Macbeth , all hail !
MACBETH
Stay , you imperfect speakers . Tell me more .
By Sinel’s death I know I am Thane of Glamis .
But how of Cawdor ? The Thane of Cawdor lives
A prosperous gentleman , and to be king
Stands not within the prospect of belief ,
No more than to be Cawdor . Say from whence
You owe this strange intelligence or why
Upon this blasted heath you stop our way
With such prophetic greeting . Speak , I charge you .
By Sinel’s death I know I am Thane of Glamis .
But how of Cawdor ? The Thane of Cawdor lives
A prosperous gentleman , and to be king
Stands not within the prospect of belief ,
No more than to be Cawdor . Say from whence
You owe this strange intelligence or why
Upon this blasted heath you stop our way
With such prophetic greeting . Speak , I charge you .
Witches vanish .
BANQUO
The earth hath bubbles , as the water has ,
And these are of them . Whither are they vanished ?
And these are of them . Whither are they vanished ?
MACBETH
Into the air , and what seemed corporal melted ,
As breath into the wind . Would they had stayed !
As breath into the wind . Would they had stayed !
BANQUO
Were such things here as we do speak about ?
Or have we eaten on the insane root
That takes the reason prisoner ?
Or have we eaten on the insane root
That takes the reason prisoner ?
MACBETH
Your children shall be kings .
BANQUO
You shall be king .
[21]ACT 1. SC. 3
MACBETH
And Thane of Cawdor too . Went it not so ?
BANQUO
To th’ selfsame tune and words . — Who’s here ?
Enter Ross and Angus .
ROSS
The King hath happily received , Macbeth ,
The news of thy success , and , when he reads
Thy personal venture in the rebels’ fight ,
His wonders and his praises do contend
Which should be thine or his . Silenced with that ,
In viewing o’er the rest o’ th’ selfsame day
He finds thee in the stout Norweyan ranks ,
Nothing afeard of what thyself didst make ,
Strange images of death . As thick as tale
Came post with post , and every one did bear
Thy praises in his kingdom’s great defense ,
And poured them down before him .
The news of thy success , and , when he reads
Thy personal venture in the rebels’ fight ,
His wonders and his praises do contend
Which should be thine or his . Silenced with that ,
In viewing o’er the rest o’ th’ selfsame day
He finds thee in the stout Norweyan ranks ,
Nothing afeard of what thyself didst make ,
Strange images of death . As thick as tale
Came post with post , and every one did bear
Thy praises in his kingdom’s great defense ,
And poured them down before him .
ANGUS
We are sent
To give thee from our royal master thanks ,
Only to herald thee into his sight ,
Not pay thee .
To give thee from our royal master thanks ,
Only to herald thee into his sight ,
Not pay thee .
ROSS
And for an earnest of a greater honor ,
He bade me , from him , call thee Thane of Cawdor ,
In which addition , hail , most worthy thane ,
For it is thine .
He bade me , from him , call thee Thane of Cawdor ,
In which addition , hail , most worthy thane ,
For it is thine .
BANQUO
What , can the devil speak true ?
MACBETH
The Thane of Cawdor lives . Why do you dress me
In borrowed robes ?
In borrowed robes ?
ANGUS
Who was the Thane lives yet ,
But under heavy judgment bears that life
Which he deserves to lose . Whether he was
combined
[23] ACT 1. SC. 3 With those of Norway , or did line the rebel
With hidden help and vantage , or that with both
He labored in his country’s wrack , I know not ;
But treasons capital , confessed and proved ,
Have overthrown him .
But under heavy judgment bears that life
Which he deserves to lose . Whether he was
combined
[23] ACT 1. SC. 3 With those of Norway , or did line the rebel
With hidden help and vantage , or that with both
He labored in his country’s wrack , I know not ;
But treasons capital , confessed and proved ,
Have overthrown him .
MACBETH
, aside
Glamis and Thane of Cawdor !
The greatest is behind .
for your pains .
shall be kings ,
When those that gave the Thane of Cawdor to me
Promised no less to them ?
The greatest is behind .
To Ross and Angus .
Thanks for your pains .
Aside to Banquo .
Do you not hope your children shall be kings ,
When those that gave the Thane of Cawdor to me
Promised no less to them ?
BANQUO
That , trusted home ,
Might yet enkindle 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 ’s
In deepest consequence . —
Cousins , a word , I pray you .
Might yet enkindle 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 ’s
In deepest consequence . —
Cousins , a word , I pray you .
They step aside .
MACBETH
, aside
Two truths are told
As happy prologues to the swelling act
Of the imperial theme . — I thank you , gentlemen .
Cannot be ill , cannot be good . If ill ,
Why hath it given me earnest of success
Commencing in a truth ? I am Thane of Cawdor .
If good , why do I yield to that suggestion
Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair
And make my seated heart knock at my ribs
Against the use of nature ? Present fears
Are less than horrible imaginings .
My thought , whose murder yet is but fantastical ,
Shakes so my single state of man
That function is smothered in surmise ,
And nothing is but what is not .
As happy prologues to the swelling act
Of the imperial theme . — I thank you , gentlemen .
Aside .
This supernatural soliciting Cannot be ill , cannot be good . If ill ,
Why hath it given me earnest of success
Commencing in a truth ? I am Thane of Cawdor .
If good , why do I yield to that suggestion
Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair
And make my seated heart knock at my ribs
Against the use of nature ? Present fears
Are less than horrible imaginings .
My thought , whose murder yet is but fantastical ,
Shakes so my single state of man
That function is smothered in surmise ,
And nothing is but what is not .
[25]ACT 1. SC. 4
BANQUO
Look how our partner’s rapt .
MACBETH
, aside
If chance will have me king , why , chance may
crown me
Without my stir .
crown me
Without my stir .
BANQUO
New honors come upon him ,
Like our strange garments , cleave not to their mold
But with the aid of use .
Like our strange garments , cleave not to their mold
But with the aid of use .
MACBETH
, aside
Come what come may ,
Time and the hour runs through the roughest day .
Time and the hour runs through the roughest day .
BANQUO
Worthy Macbeth , we stay upon your leisure .
MACBETH
Give me your favor . My dull brain was wrought
With things forgotten . Kind gentlemen , your pains
Are registered where every day I turn
The leaf to read them . Let us toward the King .
and at more time ,
The interim having weighed it , let us speak
Our free hearts each to other .
With things forgotten . Kind gentlemen , your pains
Are registered where every day I turn
The leaf to read them . Let us toward the King .
Aside to Banquo .
Think upon what hath chanced , and at more time ,
The interim having weighed it , let us speak
Our free hearts each to other .
BANQUO
Very gladly .
MACBETH
Till then , enough . — Come , friends .
They exit .
Scene 4
Flourish . Enter King Duncan , Lennox , Malcolm ,
Donalbain , and Attendants .
Donalbain , and Attendants .
DUNCAN
Is execution done on Cawdor ? Are not
Those in commission yet returned ?
Those in commission yet returned ?
MALCOLM
My liege ,
They are not yet come back . But I have spoke
With one that saw him die , who did report
[27] ACT 1. SC. 4 That very frankly he confessed his treasons ,
Implored your Highness’ pardon , and set forth
A deep repentance . Nothing in his life
Became him like the leaving it . He died
As one that had been studied in his death
To throw away the dearest thing he owed
As ’twere a careless trifle .
They are not yet come back . But I have spoke
With one that saw him die , who did report
[27] ACT 1. SC. 4 That very frankly he confessed his treasons ,
Implored your Highness’ pardon , and set forth
A deep repentance . Nothing in his life
Became him like the leaving it . He died
As one that had been studied in his death
To throw away the dearest thing he owed
As ’twere a careless trifle .
DUNCAN
There’s no art
To find the mind’s construction in the face .
He was a gentleman on whom I built
An absolute trust .
O worthiest cousin ,
The sin of my ingratitude even now
Was heavy on me . Thou art so far before
That swiftest wing of recompense is slow
To overtake thee . Would thou hadst less deserved ,
That the proportion both of thanks and payment
Might have been mine ! Only I have left to say ,
More is thy due than more than all can pay .
To find the mind’s construction in the face .
He was a gentleman on whom I built
An absolute trust .
Enter Macbeth , Banquo , Ross , and Angus .
O worthiest cousin ,
The sin of my ingratitude even now
Was heavy on me . Thou art so far before
That swiftest wing of recompense is slow
To overtake thee . Would thou hadst less deserved ,
That the proportion both of thanks and payment
Might have been mine ! Only I have left to say ,
More is thy due than more than all can pay .
MACBETH
The service and the loyalty I owe
In doing it pays itself . Your Highness’ part
Is to receive our duties , and our duties
Are to your throne and state children and servants ,
Which do but what they should by doing everything
Safe toward your love and honor .
In doing it pays itself . Your Highness’ part
Is to receive our duties , and our duties
Are to your throne and state children and servants ,
Which do but what they should by doing everything
Safe toward your love and honor .
DUNCAN
Welcome hither .
I have begun to plant thee and will labor
To make thee full of growing . — Noble Banquo ,
That hast no less deserved nor must be known
No less to have done so , let me enfold thee
And hold thee to my heart .
I have begun to plant thee and will labor
To make thee full of growing . — Noble Banquo ,
That hast no less deserved nor must be known
No less to have done so , let me enfold thee
And hold thee to my heart .
BANQUO
There , if I grow ,
The harvest is your own .
The harvest is your own .
[29]ACT 1. SC. 4
DUNCAN
My plenteous joys ,
Wanton in fullness , seek to hide themselves
In drops of sorrow . — Sons , kinsmen , thanes ,
And you whose places are the nearest , know
We will establish our estate upon
Our eldest , Malcolm , whom we name hereafter
The Prince of Cumberland ; which honor must
Not unaccompanied invest him only ,
But signs of nobleness , like stars , shall shine
On all deservers . — From hence to Inverness
And bind us further to you .
Wanton in fullness , seek to hide themselves
In drops of sorrow . — Sons , kinsmen , thanes ,
And you whose places are the nearest , know
We will establish our estate upon
Our eldest , Malcolm , whom we name hereafter
The Prince of Cumberland ; which honor must
Not unaccompanied invest him only ,
But signs of nobleness , like stars , shall shine
On all deservers . — From hence to Inverness
And bind us further to you .
MACBETH
The rest is labor which is not used for you .
I’ll be myself the harbinger and make joyful
The hearing of my wife with your approach .
So humbly take my leave .
I’ll be myself the harbinger and make joyful
The hearing of my wife with your approach .
So humbly take my leave .
DUNCAN
My worthy Cawdor .
MACBETH
, aside
The Prince of Cumberland ! That is a step
On which I must fall down or else o’erleap ,
For in my way it lies . Stars , hide your fires ;
Let not light see my black and deep desires .
The eye wink at the hand , yet let that be
Which the eye fears , when it is done , to see .
On which I must fall down or else o’erleap ,
For in my way it lies . Stars , hide your fires ;
Let not light see my black and deep desires .
The eye wink at the hand , yet let that be
Which the eye fears , when it is done , to see .
He exits .
DUNCAN
True , worthy Banquo . He is full so valiant ,
And in his commendations I am fed :
It is a banquet to me . — Let’s after him ,
Whose care is gone before to bid us welcome .
It is a peerless kinsman .
And in his commendations I am fed :
It is a banquet to me . — Let’s after him ,
Whose care is gone before to bid us welcome .
It is a peerless kinsman .
Flourish . They exit .
[31]ACT 1. SC. 5
Scene 5
Enter Macbeth’s Wife , alone , with a letter .
LADY MACBETH
, reading the letter
They met me in the
day of success , and I have learned by the perfect’st
report they have more in them than mortal knowledge .
When I burned in desire to question them further , they
made themselves air , into which they vanished .
Whiles I stood rapt in the wonder of it came missives
from the King , who all-hailed me ‘Thane of Cawdor ,’
by which title , before , these Weïrd Sisters saluted me
and referred me to the coming on of time with ‘Hail ,
king that shalt be .’ This have I thought good to deliver
thee , my dearest partner of greatness , that thou
might’st not lose the dues of rejoicing by being ignorant
of what greatness is promised thee . Lay it to thy
heart , and farewell .
Glamis thou art , and Cawdor , and shalt be
What thou art promised . Yet do I fear thy nature ;
It is too full o’ th’ milk of human kindness
To catch the nearest way . Thou wouldst be great ,
Art not without ambition , but without
The illness should attend it . What thou wouldst
highly ,
That wouldst thou holily ; wouldst not play false
And yet wouldst wrongly win . Thou ’dst have , great
Glamis ,
That which cries ‘Thus thou must do ,’ if thou have
it ,
And that which rather thou dost fear to do ,
Than wishest should be undone . Hie thee hither ,
That I may pour my spirits in thine ear
And chastise with the valor of my tongue
All that impedes thee from the golden round ,
Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem
To have thee crowned withal .
[33] ACT 1. SC. 5
What is your tidings ?
day of success , and I have learned by the perfect’st
report they have more in them than mortal knowledge .
When I burned in desire to question them further , they
made themselves air , into which they vanished .
Whiles I stood rapt in the wonder of it came missives
from the King , who all-hailed me ‘Thane of Cawdor ,’
by which title , before , these Weïrd Sisters saluted me
and referred me to the coming on of time with ‘Hail ,
king that shalt be .’ This have I thought good to deliver
thee , my dearest partner of greatness , that thou
might’st not lose the dues of rejoicing by being ignorant
of what greatness is promised thee . Lay it to thy
heart , and farewell .
Glamis thou art , and Cawdor , and shalt be
What thou art promised . Yet do I fear thy nature ;
It is too full o’ th’ milk of human kindness
To catch the nearest way . Thou wouldst be great ,
Art not without ambition , but without
The illness should attend it . What thou wouldst
highly ,
That wouldst thou holily ; wouldst not play false
And yet wouldst wrongly win . Thou ’dst have , great
Glamis ,
That which cries ‘Thus thou must do ,’ if thou have
it ,
And that which rather thou dost fear to do ,
Than wishest should be undone . Hie thee hither ,
That I may pour my spirits in thine ear
And chastise with the valor of my tongue
All that impedes thee from the golden round ,
Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem
To have thee crowned withal .
[33] ACT 1. SC. 5
Enter Messenger .
What is your tidings ?
MESSENGER
The King comes here tonight .
LADY MACBETH
Thou ’rt mad to say it .
Is not thy master with him , who , were ’t so ,
Would have informed for preparation ?
Is not thy master with him , who , were ’t so ,
Would have informed for preparation ?
MESSENGER
So please you , it is true . Our thane is coming .
One of my fellows had the speed of him ,
Who , almost dead for breath , had scarcely more
Than would make up his message .
One of my fellows had the speed of him ,
Who , almost dead for breath , had scarcely more
Than would make up his message .
LADY MACBETH
Give him tending .
He brings great news .
The raven himself is hoarse
That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan
Under my battlements . Come , you spirits
That tend on mortal thoughts , unsex me here ,
And fill me from the crown to the toe top-full
Of direst cruelty . Make thick my blood .
Stop up th’ access and passage to remorse ,
That no compunctious visitings of nature
Shake my fell purpose , nor keep peace between
Th’ effect and it . Come to my woman’s breasts
And take my milk for gall , you murd’ring ministers ,
Wherever in your sightless substances
You wait on nature’s mischief . Come , thick night ,
And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ,
That my keen knife see not the wound it makes ,
Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark
To cry ‘Hold , hold !’
Great Glamis , worthy Cawdor ,
Greater than both by the all-hail hereafter !
[35] ACT 1. SC. 6 Thy letters have transported me beyond
This ignorant present , and I feel now
The future in the instant .
He brings great news .
Messenger exits .
The raven himself is hoarse
That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan
Under my battlements . Come , you spirits
That tend on mortal thoughts , unsex me here ,
And fill me from the crown to the toe top-full
Of direst cruelty . Make thick my blood .
Stop up th’ access and passage to remorse ,
That no compunctious visitings of nature
Shake my fell purpose , nor keep peace between
Th’ effect and it . Come to my woman’s breasts
And take my milk for gall , you murd’ring ministers ,
Wherever in your sightless substances
You wait on nature’s mischief . Come , thick night ,
And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ,
That my keen knife see not the wound it makes ,
Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark
To cry ‘Hold , hold !’
Enter Macbeth .
Great Glamis , worthy Cawdor ,
Greater than both by the all-hail hereafter !
[35] ACT 1. SC. 6 Thy letters have transported me beyond
This ignorant present , and I feel now
The future in the instant .
MACBETH
My dearest love ,
Duncan comes here tonight .
Duncan comes here tonight .
LADY MACBETH
And when goes hence ?
MACBETH
Tomorrow , as he purposes .
LADY MACBETH
O , never
Shall sun that morrow see !
Your face , my thane , is as a book where men
May read strange matters . To beguile the time ,
Look like the time . Bear welcome in your eye ,
Your hand , your tongue . Look like th’ innocent
flower ,
But be the serpent under ’t . He that’s coming
Must be provided for ; and you shall put
This night’s great business into my dispatch ,
Which shall to all our nights and days to come
Give solely sovereign sway and masterdom .
Shall sun that morrow see !
Your face , my thane , is as a book where men
May read strange matters . To beguile the time ,
Look like the time . Bear welcome in your eye ,
Your hand , your tongue . Look like th’ innocent
flower ,
But be the serpent under ’t . He that’s coming
Must be provided for ; and you shall put
This night’s great business into my dispatch ,
Which shall to all our nights and days to come
Give solely sovereign sway and masterdom .
MACBETH
We will speak further .
LADY MACBETH
Only look up clear .
To alter favor ever is to fear .
Leave all the rest to me .
To alter favor ever is to fear .
Leave all the rest to me .
They exit .
Scene 6
Hautboys and Torches . Enter King Duncan , Malcolm ,
Donalbain , Banquo , Lennox , Macduff , Ross , Angus , and
Attendants .
Donalbain , Banquo , Lennox , Macduff , Ross , Angus , and
Attendants .
DUNCAN
This castle hath a pleasant seat . The air
Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself
Unto our gentle senses .
Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself
Unto our gentle senses .
[37]ACT 1. SC. 6
BANQUO
This guest of summer ,
The temple-haunting martlet , does approve ,
By his loved mansionry , that the heaven’s breath
Smells wooingly here . No jutty , frieze ,
Buttress , nor coign of vantage , but this bird
Hath made his pendant bed and procreant cradle .
Where they most breed and haunt , I have
observed ,
The air is delicate .
The temple-haunting martlet , does approve ,
By his loved mansionry , that the heaven’s breath
Smells wooingly here . No jutty , frieze ,
Buttress , nor coign of vantage , but this bird
Hath made his pendant bed and procreant cradle .
Where they most breed and haunt , I have
observed ,
The air is delicate .
Enter Lady Macbeth .
DUNCAN
See , see our honored hostess ! —
The love that follows us sometime is our trouble ,
Which still we thank as love . Herein I teach you
How you shall bid God ’ild us for your pains
And thank us for your trouble .
The love that follows us sometime is our trouble ,
Which still we thank as love . Herein I teach you
How you shall bid God ’ild us for your pains
And thank us for your trouble .
LADY MACBETH
All our service ,
In every point twice done and then done double ,
Were poor and single business to contend
Against those honors deep and broad wherewith
Your Majesty loads our house . For those of old ,
And the late dignities heaped up to them ,
We rest your hermits .
In every point twice done and then done double ,
Were poor and single business to contend
Against those honors deep and broad wherewith
Your Majesty loads our house . For those of old ,
And the late dignities heaped up to them ,
We rest your hermits .
DUNCAN
Where’s the Thane of Cawdor ?
We coursed him at the heels and had a purpose
To be his purveyor ; but he rides well ,
And his great love , sharp as his spur , hath helped
him
To his home before us . Fair and noble hostess ,
We are your guest tonight .
We coursed him at the heels and had a purpose
To be his purveyor ; but he rides well ,
And his great love , sharp as his spur , hath helped
him
To his home before us . Fair and noble hostess ,
We are your guest tonight .
LADY MACBETH
Your servants ever
Have theirs , themselves , and what is theirs in compt
To make their audit at your Highness’ pleasure ,
Still to return your own .
Have theirs , themselves , and what is theirs in compt
To make their audit at your Highness’ pleasure ,
Still to return your own .
DUNCAN
Give me your hand .
[39] ACT 1. SC. 7
Conduct me to mine host . We love him highly
And shall continue our graces towards him .
By your leave , hostess .
[39] ACT 1. SC. 7
Taking her hand .
Conduct me to mine host . We love him highly
And shall continue our graces towards him .
By your leave , hostess .
They exit .
Scene 7
Hautboys . Torches . Enter a Sewer and divers Servants
with dishes and service over the stage .
with dishes and service over the stage .
Then enter
Macbeth .
Macbeth .
MACBETH
If it were done when ’tis done , then ’twere well
It were done quickly . If th’ assassination
Could trammel up the consequence and catch
With his surcease success , that but this blow
Might be the be-all and the end-all here ,
But here , upon this bank and shoal of time ,
We’d jump the life to come . But in these cases
We still have judgment here , that we but teach
Bloody instructions , which , being taught , return
To plague th’ inventor . This even-handed justice
Commends th’ ingredience of our poisoned chalice
To our own lips . He’s here in double trust :
First , as I am his kinsman and his subject ,
Strong both against the deed ; then , as his host ,
Who should against his murderer shut the door ,
Not bear the knife myself . Besides , this Duncan
Hath borne his faculties so meek , hath been
So clear in his great office , that his virtues
Will plead like angels , trumpet-tongued , against
The deep damnation of his taking-off ;
And pity , like a naked newborn babe
Striding the blast , or heaven’s cherubin horsed
[41] ACT 1. SC. 7 Upon the sightless couriers of the air ,
Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye ,
That tears shall drown the wind . I have no spur
To prick the sides of my intent , but only
Vaulting ambition , which o’erleaps itself
And falls on th’ other —
How now , what news ?
It were done quickly . If th’ assassination
Could trammel up the consequence and catch
With his surcease success , that but this blow
Might be the be-all and the end-all here ,
But here , upon this bank and shoal of time ,
We’d jump the life to come . But in these cases
We still have judgment here , that we but teach
Bloody instructions , which , being taught , return
To plague th’ inventor . This even-handed justice
Commends th’ ingredience of our poisoned chalice
To our own lips . He’s here in double trust :
First , as I am his kinsman and his subject ,
Strong both against the deed ; then , as his host ,
Who should against his murderer shut the door ,
Not bear the knife myself . Besides , this Duncan
Hath borne his faculties so meek , hath been
So clear in his great office , that his virtues
Will plead like angels , trumpet-tongued , against
The deep damnation of his taking-off ;
And pity , like a naked newborn babe
Striding the blast , or heaven’s cherubin horsed
[41] ACT 1. SC. 7 Upon the sightless couriers of the air ,
Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye ,
That tears shall drown the wind . I have no spur
To prick the sides of my intent , but only
Vaulting ambition , which o’erleaps itself
And falls on th’ other —
Enter Lady Macbeth .
How now , what news ?
LADY MACBETH
He has almost supped . Why have you left the
chamber ?
chamber ?
MACBETH
Hath he asked for me ?
LADY MACBETH
Know you not he has ?
MACBETH
We will proceed no further in this business .
He hath honored me of late , and I have bought
Golden opinions from all sorts of people ,
Which would be worn now in their newest gloss ,
Not cast aside so soon .
He hath honored me of late , and I have bought
Golden opinions from all sorts of people ,
Which would be worn now in their newest gloss ,
Not cast aside so soon .
LADY MACBETH
Was the hope drunk
Wherein you dressed yourself ? Hath it slept since ?
And wakes it now , to look so green and pale
At what it did so freely ? From this time
Such I account thy love . Art thou afeard
To be the same in thine own act and valor
As thou art in desire ? Wouldst thou have that
Which thou esteem’st the ornament of life
And live a coward in thine own esteem ,
Letting ‘I dare not’ wait upon ‘I would ,’
Like the poor cat i’ th’ adage ?
Wherein you dressed yourself ? Hath it slept since ?
And wakes it now , to look so green and pale
At what it did so freely ? From this time
Such I account thy love . Art thou afeard
To be the same in thine own act and valor
As thou art in desire ? Wouldst thou have that
Which thou esteem’st the ornament of life
And live a coward in thine own esteem ,
Letting ‘I dare not’ wait upon ‘I would ,’
Like the poor cat i’ th’ adage ?
MACBETH
Prithee , peace .
I dare do all that may become a man .
Who dares do more is none .
I dare do all that may become a man .
Who dares do more is none .
[43]ACT 1. SC. 7
LADY MACBETH
What beast was ’t ,
then ,
That made you break this enterprise to me ?
When you durst do it , then you were a man ;
And to be more than what you were , you would
Be so much more the man . Nor time nor place
Did then adhere , and yet you would make both .
They have made themselves , and that their fitness
now
Does unmake you . I have given suck , and know
How tender ’tis to love the babe that milks me .
I would , while it was smiling in my face ,
Have plucked my nipple from his boneless gums
And dashed the brains out , had I so sworn as you
Have done to this .
then ,
That made you break this enterprise to me ?
When you durst do it , then you were a man ;
And to be more than what you were , you would
Be so much more the man . Nor time nor place
Did then adhere , and yet you would make both .
They have made themselves , and that their fitness
now
Does unmake you . I have given suck , and know
How tender ’tis to love the babe that milks me .
I would , while it was smiling in my face ,
Have plucked my nipple from his boneless gums
And dashed the brains out , had I so sworn as you
Have done to this .
MACBETH
If we should fail —
LADY MACBETH
We fail ?
But screw your courage to the sticking place
And we’ll not fail . When Duncan is asleep
( Whereto the rather shall his day’s hard journey
Soundly invite him ) , his two chamberlains
Will I with wine and wassail so convince
That memory , the warder of the brain ,
Shall be a fume , and the receipt of reason
A limbeck only . When in swinish sleep
Their drenchèd natures lies as in a death ,
What cannot you and I perform upon
Th’ unguarded Duncan ? What not put upon
His spongy officers , who shall bear the guilt
Of our great quell ?
But screw your courage to the sticking place
And we’ll not fail . When Duncan is asleep
( Whereto the rather shall his day’s hard journey
Soundly invite him ) , his two chamberlains
Will I with wine and wassail so convince
That memory , the warder of the brain ,
Shall be a fume , and the receipt of reason
A limbeck only . When in swinish sleep
Their drenchèd natures lies as in a death ,
What cannot you and I perform upon
Th’ unguarded Duncan ? What not put upon
His spongy officers , who shall bear the guilt
Of our great quell ?
MACBETH
Bring forth men-children only ,
For thy undaunted mettle should compose
Nothing but males . Will it not be received ,
When we have marked with blood those sleepy two
Of his own chamber and used their very daggers ,
That they have done ’t ?
For thy undaunted mettle should compose
Nothing but males . Will it not be received ,
When we have marked with blood those sleepy two
Of his own chamber and used their very daggers ,
That they have done ’t ?
[45]ACT 1. SC. 7
LADY MACBETH
Who dares receive it other ,
As we shall make our griefs and clamor roar
Upon his death ?
As we shall make our griefs and clamor roar
Upon his death ?
MACBETH
I am settled and bend up
Each corporal agent to this terrible feat .
Away , and mock the time with fairest show .
False face must hide what the false heart doth
know .
Each corporal agent to this terrible feat .
Away , and mock the time with fairest show .
False face must hide what the false heart doth
know .
They exit .
[49]
ACT 2
Scene 1
Enter Banquo , and Fleance with a torch before him .
BANQUO
How goes the night , boy ?
FLEANCE
The moon is down . I have not heard the clock .
BANQUO
And she goes down at twelve .
FLEANCE
I take ’t ’tis later , sir .
BANQUO
Hold , take my sword .
There’s husbandry in heaven ;
Their candles are all out . Take thee that too .
A heavy summons lies like lead upon me ,
And yet I would not sleep . Merciful powers ,
Restrain in me the cursèd thoughts that nature
Gives way to in repose .
Give me my sword . — Who’s
there ?
He gives his sword to Fleance .
There’s husbandry in heaven ;
Their candles are all out . Take thee that too .
A heavy summons lies like lead upon me ,
And yet I would not sleep . Merciful powers ,
Restrain in me the cursèd thoughts that nature
Gives way to in repose .
Enter Macbeth , and a Servant with a torch .
Give me my sword . — Who’s
there ?
MACBETH
A friend .
BANQUO
What , sir , not yet at rest ? The King’s abed .
He hath been in unusual pleasure , and
Sent forth great largess to your offices .
This diamond he greets your wife withal ,
[51] ACT 2. SC. 1 By the name of most kind hostess , and shut up
In measureless content .
He hath been in unusual pleasure , and
Sent forth great largess to your offices .
This diamond he greets your wife withal ,
[51] ACT 2. SC. 1 By the name of most kind hostess , and shut up
In measureless content .
He gives Macbeth a jewel .
MACBETH
Being unprepared ,
Our will became the servant to defect ,
Which else should free have wrought .
Our will became the servant to defect ,
Which else should free have wrought .
BANQUO
All’s well .
I dreamt last night of the three Weïrd Sisters .
To you they have showed some truth .
I dreamt last night of the three Weïrd Sisters .
To you they have showed some truth .
MACBETH
I think not of
them .
Yet , when we can entreat an hour to serve ,
We would spend it in some words upon that
business ,
If you would grant the time .
them .
Yet , when we can entreat an hour to serve ,
We would spend it in some words upon that
business ,
If you would grant the time .
BANQUO
At your kind’st leisure .
MACBETH
If you shall cleave to my consent , when ’tis ,
It shall make honor for you .
It shall make honor for you .
BANQUO
So I lose none
In seeking to augment it , but still keep
My bosom franchised and allegiance clear ,
I shall be counseled .
In seeking to augment it , but still keep
My bosom franchised and allegiance clear ,
I shall be counseled .
MACBETH
Good repose the while .
BANQUO
Thanks , sir . The like to you .
Banquo and Fleance exit .
MACBETH
Go bid thy mistress , when my drink is ready ,
She strike upon the bell . Get thee to bed .
Is this a dagger which I see before me ,
The handle toward my hand ? Come , let me clutch
thee .
I have thee not , and yet I see thee still .
Art thou not , fatal vision , sensible
To feeling as to sight ? Or art thou but
[53] ACT 2. SC. 1 A dagger of the mind , a false creation
Proceeding from the heat-oppressèd brain ?
I see thee yet , in form as palpable
As this which now I draw .
Thou marshal’st me the way that I was going ,
And such an instrument I was to use .
Mine eyes are made the fools o’ th’ other senses
Or else worth all the rest . I see thee still ,
And , on thy blade and dudgeon , gouts of blood ,
Which was not so before . There’s no such thing .
It is the bloody business which informs
Thus to mine eyes . Now o’er the one-half world
Nature seems dead , and wicked dreams abuse
The curtained sleep . Witchcraft celebrates
Pale Hecate’s off’rings , and withered murder ,
Alarumed by his sentinel , the wolf ,
Whose howl’s his watch , thus with his stealthy pace ,
With Tarquin’s ravishing strides , towards his
design
Moves like a ghost . Thou sure and firm-set earth ,
Hear not my steps , which way they walk , for fear
Thy very stones prate of my whereabouts
And take the present horror from the time ,
Which now suits with it . Whiles I threat , he lives .
Words to the heat of deeds too cold breath gives .
I go , and it is done . The bell invites me .
Hear it not , Duncan , for it is a knell
That summons thee to heaven or to hell .
She strike upon the bell . Get thee to bed .
Servant exits .
Is this a dagger which I see before me ,
The handle toward my hand ? Come , let me clutch
thee .
I have thee not , and yet I see thee still .
Art thou not , fatal vision , sensible
To feeling as to sight ? Or art thou but
[53] ACT 2. SC. 1 A dagger of the mind , a false creation
Proceeding from the heat-oppressèd brain ?
I see thee yet , in form as palpable
As this which now I draw .
He draws his dagger .
Thou marshal’st me the way that I was going ,
And such an instrument I was to use .
Mine eyes are made the fools o’ th’ other senses
Or else worth all the rest . I see thee still ,
And , on thy blade and dudgeon , gouts of blood ,
Which was not so before . There’s no such thing .
It is the bloody business which informs
Thus to mine eyes . Now o’er the one-half world
Nature seems dead , and wicked dreams abuse
The curtained sleep . Witchcraft celebrates
Pale Hecate’s off’rings , and withered murder ,
Alarumed by his sentinel , the wolf ,
Whose howl’s his watch , thus with his stealthy pace ,
With Tarquin’s ravishing strides , towards his
design
Moves like a ghost . Thou sure and firm-set earth ,
Hear not my steps , which way they walk , for fear
Thy very stones prate of my whereabouts
And take the present horror from the time ,
Which now suits with it . Whiles I threat , he lives .
Words to the heat of deeds too cold breath gives .
A bell rings .
I go , and it is done . The bell invites me .
Hear it not , Duncan , for it is a knell
That summons thee to heaven or to hell .
He exits .
[55]ACT 2. SC. 2
Scene 2
Enter Lady Macbeth .
LADY MACBETH
That which hath made them drunk hath made me
bold .
What hath quenched them hath given me fire .
Hark ! — Peace .
It was the owl that shrieked , the fatal bellman ,
Which gives the stern’st good-night . He is about it .
The doors are open , and the surfeited grooms
Do mock their charge with snores . I have drugged
their possets ,
That death and nature do contend about them
Whether they live or die .
bold .
What hath quenched them hath given me fire .
Hark ! — Peace .
It was the owl that shrieked , the fatal bellman ,
Which gives the stern’st good-night . He is about it .
The doors are open , and the surfeited grooms
Do mock their charge with snores . I have drugged
their possets ,
That death and nature do contend about them
Whether they live or die .
MACBETH
, within
Who’s there ? what , ho !
LADY MACBETH
Alack , I am afraid they have awaked ,
And ’tis not done . Th’ attempt and not the deed
Confounds us . Hark ! — I laid their daggers ready ;
He could not miss ’em . Had he not resembled
My father as he slept , I had done ’t .
My husband ?
And ’tis not done . Th’ attempt and not the deed
Confounds us . Hark ! — I laid their daggers ready ;
He could not miss ’em . Had he not resembled
My father as he slept , I had done ’t .
Enter Macbeth with bloody daggers .
My husband ?
MACBETH
I have done the deed . Didst thou not hear a noise ?
LADY MACBETH
I heard the owl scream and the crickets cry .
Did not you speak ?
Did not you speak ?
MACBETH
When ?
LADY MACBETH
Now .
MACBETH
As I descended ?
LADY MACBETH
Ay .
MACBETH
Hark ! — Who lies i’ th’ second chamber ?
LADY MACBETH
Donalbain .
[57]ACT 2. SC. 2
MACBETH
This is a sorry sight .
LADY MACBETH
A foolish thought , to say a sorry sight .
MACBETH
There’s one did laugh in ’s sleep , and one cried
‘Murder !’
That they did wake each other . I stood and heard
them .
But they did say their prayers and addressed them
Again to sleep .
‘Murder !’
That they did wake each other . I stood and heard
them .
But they did say their prayers and addressed them
Again to sleep .
LADY MACBETH
There are two lodged together .
MACBETH
One cried ‘God bless us’ and ‘Amen’ the other ,
As they had seen me with these hangman’s hands ,
List’ning their fear . I could not say ‘Amen’
When they did say ‘God bless us .’
As they had seen me with these hangman’s hands ,
List’ning their fear . I could not say ‘Amen’
When they did say ‘God bless us .’
LADY MACBETH
Consider it not so deeply .
MACBETH
But wherefore could not I pronounce ‘Amen’ ?
I had most need of blessing , and ‘Amen’
Stuck in my throat .
I had most need of blessing , and ‘Amen’
Stuck in my throat .
LADY MACBETH
These deeds must not be thought
After these ways ; so , it will make us mad .
After these ways ; so , it will make us mad .
MACBETH
Methought I heard a voice cry ‘Sleep no more !
Macbeth does murder sleep’ — the innocent sleep ,
Sleep that knits up the raveled sleave of care ,
The death of each day’s life , sore labor’s bath ,
Balm of hurt minds , great nature’s second course ,
Chief nourisher in life’s feast .
Macbeth does murder sleep’ — the innocent sleep ,
Sleep that knits up the raveled sleave of care ,
The death of each day’s life , sore labor’s bath ,
Balm of hurt minds , great nature’s second course ,
Chief nourisher in life’s feast .
LADY MACBETH
What do you mean ?
MACBETH
Still it cried ‘Sleep no more !’ to all the house .
‘Glamis hath murdered sleep , and therefore
Cawdor
Shall sleep no more . Macbeth shall sleep no more .’
‘Glamis hath murdered sleep , and therefore
Cawdor
Shall sleep no more . Macbeth shall sleep no more .’
[59]ACT 2. SC. 2
LADY MACBETH
Who was it that thus cried ? Why , worthy thane ,
You do unbend your noble strength to think
So brainsickly of things . Go get some water
And wash this filthy witness from your hand . —
Why did you bring these daggers from the place ?
They must lie there . Go , carry them and smear
The sleepy grooms with blood .
You do unbend your noble strength to think
So brainsickly of things . Go get some water
And wash this filthy witness from your hand . —
Why did you bring these daggers from the place ?
They must lie there . Go , carry them and smear
The sleepy grooms with blood .
MACBETH
I’ll go no more .
I am afraid to think what I have done .
Look on ’t again I dare not .
I am afraid to think what I have done .
Look on ’t again I dare not .
LADY MACBETH
Infirm of purpose !
Give me the daggers . The sleeping and the dead
Are but as pictures . ’Tis the eye of childhood
That fears a painted devil . If he do bleed ,
I’ll gild the faces of the grooms withal ,
For it must seem their guilt .
Give me the daggers . The sleeping and the dead
Are but as pictures . ’Tis the eye of childhood
That fears a painted devil . If he do bleed ,
I’ll gild the faces of the grooms withal ,
For it must seem their guilt .
She exits with the daggers .
Knock within .
MACBETH
Whence is that
knocking ?
How is ’t with me when every noise appalls me ?
What hands are here ! Ha , they pluck out mine eyes .
Will all great Neptune’s ocean wash this blood
Clean from my hand ? No , this my hand will rather
The multitudinous seas incarnadine ,
Making the green one red .
knocking ?
How is ’t with me when every noise appalls me ?
What hands are here ! Ha , they pluck out mine eyes .
Will all great Neptune’s ocean wash this blood
Clean from my hand ? No , this my hand will rather
The multitudinous seas incarnadine ,
Making the green one red .
Enter Lady Macbeth .
LADY MACBETH
My hands are of your color , but I shame
To wear a heart so white .
I hear a knocking
At the south entry . Retire we to our chamber .
A little water clears us of this deed .
How easy is it , then ! Your constancy
Hath left you unattended .
[61] ACT 2. SC. 3 Hark , more knocking .
Get on your nightgown , lest occasion call us
And show us to be watchers . Be not lost
So poorly in your thoughts .
To wear a heart so white .
Knock .
I hear a knocking
At the south entry . Retire we to our chamber .
A little water clears us of this deed .
How easy is it , then ! Your constancy
Hath left you unattended .
Knock .
[61] ACT 2. SC. 3 Hark , more knocking .
Get on your nightgown , lest occasion call us
And show us to be watchers . Be not lost
So poorly in your thoughts .
MACBETH
To know my deed ’twere best not know myself .
Wake Duncan with thy knocking . I would thou
couldst .
Knock .
Wake Duncan with thy knocking . I would thou
couldst .
They exit .
Scene 3
Knocking within .
Enter a Porter .
PORTER
Here’s a knocking indeed ! If a man were
porter of hell gate , he should have old turning the
key . ( Knock . ) Knock , knock , knock ! Who’s there , i’
th’ name of Beelzebub ? Here’s a farmer that hanged
himself on th’ expectation of plenty . Come in time !
Have napkins enough about you ; here you’ll sweat
for ’t . ( Knock . ) Knock , knock ! Who’s there , in th’
other devil’s name ? Faith , here’s an equivocator
that could swear in both the scales against either
scale , who committed treason enough for God’s
sake yet could not equivocate to heaven . O , come in ,
equivocator . ( Knock . ) Knock , knock , knock ! Who’s
there ? Faith , here’s an English tailor come hither for
stealing out of a French hose . Come in , tailor . Here
you may roast your goose . ( Knock . ) Knock , knock !
Never at quiet . — What are you ? — But this place is
too cold for hell . I’ll devil-porter it no further . I had
thought to have let in some of all professions that go
the primrose way to th’ everlasting bonfire . ( Knock . )
Anon , anon !
I pray you , remember the porter .
porter of hell gate , he should have old turning the
key . ( Knock . ) Knock , knock , knock ! Who’s there , i’
th’ name of Beelzebub ? Here’s a farmer that hanged
himself on th’ expectation of plenty . Come in time !
Have napkins enough about you ; here you’ll sweat
for ’t . ( Knock . ) Knock , knock ! Who’s there , in th’
other devil’s name ? Faith , here’s an equivocator
that could swear in both the scales against either
scale , who committed treason enough for God’s
sake yet could not equivocate to heaven . O , come in ,
equivocator . ( Knock . ) Knock , knock , knock ! Who’s
there ? Faith , here’s an English tailor come hither for
stealing out of a French hose . Come in , tailor . Here
you may roast your goose . ( Knock . ) Knock , knock !
Never at quiet . — What are you ? — But this place is
too cold for hell . I’ll devil-porter it no further . I had
thought to have let in some of all professions that go
the primrose way to th’ everlasting bonfire . ( Knock . )
Anon , anon !
The Porter opens the door
to Macduff and Lennox .
I pray you , remember the porter .
[63]ACT 2. SC. 3
MACDUFF
Was it so late , friend , ere you went to bed
That you do lie so late ?
That you do lie so late ?
PORTER
Faith , sir , we were carousing till the second
cock , and drink , sir , is a great provoker of three
things .
cock , and drink , sir , is a great provoker of three
things .
MACDUFF
What three things does drink especially
provoke ?
provoke ?
PORTER
Marry , sir , nose-painting , sleep , and urine .
Lechery , sir , it provokes and unprovokes . It provokes
the desire , but it takes away the performance .
Therefore much drink may be said to be an
equivocator with lechery . It makes him , and it
mars him ; it sets him on , and it takes him off ; it
persuades him 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 .
Lechery , sir , it provokes and unprovokes . It provokes
the desire , but it takes away the performance .
Therefore much drink may be said to be an
equivocator with lechery . It makes him , and it
mars him ; it sets him on , and it takes him off ; it
persuades him 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 .
MACDUFF
I believe drink gave thee the lie last night .
PORTER
That it did , sir , i’ th’ very throat on 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 .
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 .
MACDUFF
Is thy master stirring ?
Our knocking has awaked him . Here he comes .
Enter Macbeth .
Our knocking has awaked him . Here he comes .
Porter exits .
LENNOX
Good morrow , noble sir .
MACBETH
Good morrow , both .
MACDUFF
Is the King stirring , worthy thane ?
MACBETH
Not yet .
MACDUFF
He did command me to call timely on him .
I have almost slipped the hour .
I have almost slipped the hour .
[65]ACT 2. SC. 3
MACBETH
I’ll bring you to him .
MACDUFF
I know this is a joyful trouble to you ,
But yet ’tis one .
But yet ’tis one .
MACBETH
The labor we delight in physics pain .
This is the door .
This is the door .
MACDUFF
I’ll make so bold to call ,
For ’tis my limited service .
For ’tis my limited service .
Macduff exits .
LENNOX
Goes the King hence today ?
MACBETH
He does . He did appoint so .
LENNOX
The night has been unruly . Where we lay ,
Our chimneys were blown down and , as they say ,
Lamentings heard i’ th’ air , strange screams of
death ,
And prophesying , with accents terrible ,
Of dire combustion and confused events
New hatched to th’ woeful time . The obscure bird
Clamored the livelong night . Some say the Earth
Was feverous and did shake .
Our chimneys were blown down and , as they say ,
Lamentings heard i’ th’ air , strange screams of
death ,
And prophesying , with accents terrible ,
Of dire combustion and confused events
New hatched to th’ woeful time . The obscure bird
Clamored the livelong night . Some say the Earth
Was feverous and did shake .
MACBETH
’Twas a rough night .
LENNOX
My young remembrance cannot parallel
A fellow to it .
A fellow to it .
Enter Macduff .
MACDUFF
O horror , horror , horror !
Tongue nor heart cannot conceive nor name thee !
Tongue nor heart cannot conceive nor name thee !
MACBETH AND LENNOX
What’s the matter ?
MACDUFF
Confusion now hath made his masterpiece .
Most sacrilegious murder hath broke ope
The Lord’s anointed temple and stole thence
The life o’ th’ building .
Most sacrilegious murder hath broke ope
The Lord’s anointed temple and stole thence
The life o’ th’ building .
[67]ACT 2. SC. 3
MACBETH
What is ’t you say ? The life ?
LENNOX
Mean you his Majesty ?
MACDUFF
Approach the chamber and destroy your sight
With a new Gorgon . Do not bid me speak .
See and then speak yourselves .
Awake , awake !
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 ,
As from your graves rise up and walk like sprites
To countenance this horror . — Ring the bell .
With a new Gorgon . Do not bid me speak .
See and then speak yourselves .
Macbeth and Lennox exit .
Awake , awake !
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 ,
As from your graves rise up and walk like sprites
To countenance this horror . — Ring the bell .
Bell rings .
Enter Lady Macbeth .
LADY MACBETH
What’s the business ,
That such a hideous trumpet calls to parley
The sleepers of the house ? Speak , speak !
That such a hideous trumpet calls to parley
The sleepers of the house ? Speak , speak !
MACDUFF
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 ,
Our royal master’s murdered .
’Tis not for you to hear what I can speak .
The repetition in a woman’s ear
Would murder as it fell .
Enter Banquo .
O Banquo , Banquo ,
Our royal master’s murdered .
LADY MACBETH
Woe , alas !
What , in our house ?
What , in our house ?
BANQUO
Too cruel anywhere . —
Dear Duff , I prithee , contradict thyself
And say it is not so .
Dear Duff , I prithee , contradict thyself
And say it is not so .
[69]ACT 2. SC. 3
Enter Macbeth , Lennox , and Ross .
MACBETH
Had I but died an hour before this chance ,
I had lived a blessèd 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 .
I had lived a blessèd 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 .
DONALBAIN
What is amiss ?
MACBETH
You are , and do not know ’t .
The spring , the head , the fountain of your blood
Is stopped ; the very source of it is stopped .
The spring , the head , the fountain of your blood
Is stopped ; the very source of it is stopped .
MACDUFF
Your royal father’s murdered .
MALCOLM
O , by whom ?
LENNOX
Those of his chamber , as it seemed , had done ’t .
Their hands and faces were all badged with blood .
So were their daggers , which unwiped we found
Upon their pillows . They stared and were distracted .
No man’s life was to be trusted with them .
Their hands and faces were all badged with blood .
So were their daggers , which unwiped we found
Upon their pillows . They stared and were distracted .
No man’s life was to be trusted with them .
MACBETH
O , yet I do repent me of my fury ,
That I did kill them .
That I did kill them .
MACDUFF
Wherefore did you so ?
MACBETH
Who can be wise , amazed , temp’rate , and furious ,
Loyal , and neutral , in a moment ? No man .
Th’ expedition of my violent love
Outrun the pauser , reason . Here lay Duncan ,
His silver skin laced with his golden blood ,
And his gashed stabs looked like a breach in nature
For ruin’s wasteful entrance ; there the murderers ,
[71] ACT 2. SC. 3 Steeped in the colors of their trade , their daggers
Unmannerly breeched with gore . Who could refrain
That had a heart to love , and in that heart
Courage to make ’s love known ?
Loyal , and neutral , in a moment ? No man .
Th’ expedition of my violent love
Outrun the pauser , reason . Here lay Duncan ,
His silver skin laced with his golden blood ,
And his gashed stabs looked like a breach in nature
For ruin’s wasteful entrance ; there the murderers ,
[71] ACT 2. SC. 3 Steeped in the colors of their trade , their daggers
Unmannerly breeched with gore . Who could refrain
That had a heart to love , and in that heart
Courage to make ’s love known ?
LADY MACBETH
Help me hence , ho !
MACDUFF
Look to the lady .
MALCOLM
, aside to Donalbain
Why do we hold our
tongues ,
That most may claim this argument for ours ?
tongues ,
That most may claim this argument for ours ?
DONALBAIN
, aside to Malcolm
What should be spoken here , where our fate ,
Hid in an auger hole , may rush and seize us ?
Let’s away . Our tears are not yet brewed .
Hid in an auger hole , may rush and seize us ?
Let’s away . Our tears are not yet brewed .
MALCOLM
, aside to Donalbain
Nor our strong sorrow upon the foot of motion .
BANQUO
Look to the lady .
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 undivulged pretense I fight
Of treasonous malice .
Lady Macbeth is assisted to leave .
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 undivulged pretense I fight
Of treasonous malice .
MACDUFF
And so do I .
ALL
So all .
MACBETH
Let’s briefly put on manly readiness
And meet i’ th’ hall together .
And meet i’ th’ hall together .
ALL
Well contented .
All but Malcolm and Donalbain exit .
MALCOLM
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’ll to England .
To show an unfelt sorrow is an office
Which the false man does easy . I’ll to England .
[73]ACT 2. SC. 4
DONALBAIN
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 .
Shall keep us both the safer . Where we are ,
There’s daggers in men’s smiles . The near in blood ,
The nearer bloody .
MALCOLM
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
But shift away . There’s warrant in that theft
Which steals itself when there’s no mercy left .
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
But shift away . There’s warrant in that theft
Which steals itself when there’s no mercy left .
They exit .
Scene 4
Enter Ross with an Old Man .
OLD MAN
Threescore and ten I can remember well ,
Within the volume of which time I have seen
Hours dreadful and things strange , but this sore
night
Hath trifled former knowings .
Within the volume of which time I have seen
Hours dreadful and things strange , but this sore
night
Hath trifled former knowings .
ROSS
Ha , good father ,
Thou seest the heavens , as troubled with man’s act ,
Threatens his bloody stage . By th’ clock ’tis day ,
And yet dark night strangles the traveling lamp .
Is ’t night’s predominance or the day’s shame
That darkness does the face of earth entomb
When living light should kiss it ?
Thou seest the heavens , as troubled with man’s act ,
Threatens his bloody stage . By th’ clock ’tis day ,
And yet dark night strangles the traveling lamp .
Is ’t night’s predominance or the day’s shame
That darkness does the face of earth entomb
When living light should kiss it ?
OLD MAN
’Tis unnatural ,
Even like the deed that’s done . On Tuesday last
A falcon , tow’ring in her pride of place ,
Was by a mousing owl hawked at and killed .
Even like the deed that’s done . On Tuesday last
A falcon , tow’ring in her pride of place ,
Was by a mousing owl hawked at and killed .
ROSS
And Duncan’s horses ( a thing most strange and
certain ) ,
[75] ACT 2. SC. 4 Beauteous and swift , the minions of their race ,
Turned wild in nature , broke their stalls , flung out ,
Contending ’gainst obedience , as they would
Make war with mankind .
certain ) ,
[75] ACT 2. SC. 4 Beauteous and swift , the minions of their race ,
Turned wild in nature , broke their stalls , flung out ,
Contending ’gainst obedience , as they would
Make war with mankind .
OLD MAN
’Tis said they eat each
other .
other .
ROSS
They did so , to th’ amazement of mine eyes
That looked upon ’t .
Here comes the good
Macduff . —
How goes the world , sir , now ?
That looked upon ’t .
Enter Macduff .
Here comes the good
Macduff . —
How goes the world , sir , now ?
MACDUFF
Why , see you not ?
ROSS
Is ’t known who did this more than bloody deed ?
MACDUFF
Those that Macbeth hath slain .
ROSS
Alas the day ,
What good could they pretend ?
What good could they pretend ?
MACDUFF
They were suborned .
Malcolm and Donalbain , the King’s two sons ,
Are stol’n away and fled , which puts upon them
Suspicion of the deed .
Malcolm and Donalbain , the King’s two sons ,
Are stol’n away and fled , which puts upon them
Suspicion of the deed .
ROSS
’Gainst nature still !
Thriftless ambition , that will ravin up
Thine own lives’ means . Then ’tis most like
The sovereignty will fall upon Macbeth .
Thriftless ambition , that will ravin up
Thine own lives’ means . Then ’tis most like
The sovereignty will fall upon Macbeth .
MACDUFF
He is already named and gone to Scone
To be invested .
To be invested .
ROSS
Where is Duncan’s body ?
MACDUFF
Carried to Colmekill ,
The sacred storehouse of his predecessors
And guardian of their bones .
The sacred storehouse of his predecessors
And guardian of their bones .
[77]ACT 2. SC. 4
ROSS
Will you to Scone ?
MACDUFF
No , cousin , I’ll to Fife .
ROSS
Well , I will thither .
MACDUFF
Well , may you see things well done there . Adieu ,
Lest our old robes sit easier than our new .
Lest our old robes sit easier than our new .
ROSS
Farewell , father .
OLD MAN
God’s benison go with you and with those
That would make good of bad and friends of foes .
That would make good of bad and friends of foes .
All exit .
[81]
ACT 3
Scene 1
Enter Banquo .
BANQUO
Thou hast it now — king , Cawdor , Glamis , all
As the Weïrd Women promised , and I fear
Thou played’st most foully for ’t . Yet it was said
It should not stand in thy posterity ,
But that myself should be the root and father
Of many kings . If there come truth from them
( As upon thee , Macbeth , their speeches shine )
Why , by the verities on thee made good ,
May they not be my oracles as well ,
And set me up in hope ? But hush , no more .
As the Weïrd Women promised , and I fear
Thou played’st most foully for ’t . Yet it was said
It should not stand in thy posterity ,
But that myself should be the root and father
Of many kings . If there come truth from them
( As upon thee , Macbeth , their speeches shine )
Why , by the verities on thee made good ,
May they not be my oracles as well ,
And set me up in hope ? But hush , no more .
Sennet sounded . Enter Macbeth as King , Lady
Macbeth , Lennox , Ross , Lords , and Attendants .
Macbeth , Lennox , Ross , Lords , and Attendants .
MACBETH
Here’s our chief guest .
LADY MACBETH
If he had been forgotten ,
It had been as a gap in our great feast
And all-thing unbecoming .
It had been as a gap in our great feast
And all-thing unbecoming .
MACBETH
Tonight we hold a solemn supper , sir ,
And I’ll request your presence .
And I’ll request your presence .
BANQUO
Let your Highness
[83] ACT 3. SC. 1 Command upon me , to the which my duties
Are with a most indissoluble tie
Forever knit .
[83] ACT 3. SC. 1 Command upon me , to the which my duties
Are with a most indissoluble tie
Forever knit .
MACBETH
Ride you this afternoon ?
BANQUO
Ay , my good lord .
MACBETH
We should have else desired your good advice
( Which still hath been both grave and prosperous )
In this day’s council , but we’ll take tomorrow .
Is ’t far you ride ?
( Which still hath been both grave and prosperous )
In this day’s council , but we’ll take tomorrow .
Is ’t far you ride ?
BANQUO
As far , my lord , as will fill up the time
’Twixt this and supper . Go not my horse the better ,
I must become a borrower of the night
For a dark hour or twain .
’Twixt this and supper . Go not my horse the better ,
I must become a borrower of the night
For a dark hour or twain .
MACBETH
Fail not our feast .
BANQUO
My lord , I will not .
MACBETH
We hear our bloody cousins are bestowed
In England and in Ireland , not confessing
Their cruel parricide , filling their hearers
With strange invention . But of that tomorrow ,
When therewithal we shall have cause of state
Craving us jointly . Hie you to horse . Adieu ,
Till you return at night . Goes Fleance with you ?
In England and in Ireland , not confessing
Their cruel parricide , filling their hearers
With strange invention . But of that tomorrow ,
When therewithal we shall have cause of state
Craving us jointly . Hie you to horse . Adieu ,
Till you return at night . Goes Fleance with you ?
BANQUO
Ay , my good lord . Our time does call upon ’s .
MACBETH
I wish your horses swift and sure of foot ,
And so I do commend you to their backs .
Farewell .
Let every man be master of his time
Till seven at night . To make society
The sweeter welcome , we will keep ourself
Till suppertime alone . While then , God be with you .
[85] ACT 3. SC. 1 Sirrah , a word with you . Attend those men
Our pleasure ?
And so I do commend you to their backs .
Farewell .
Banquo exits .
Let every man be master of his time
Till seven at night . To make society
The sweeter welcome , we will keep ourself
Till suppertime alone . While then , God be with you .
Lords and all but Macbeth and a Servant exit .
[85] ACT 3. SC. 1 Sirrah , a word with you . Attend those men
Our pleasure ?
SERVANT
They are , my lord , without the palace gate .
MACBETH
Bring them before us .
To be thus is nothing ,
But to be safely thus . Our fears in Banquo
Stick deep , and in his royalty of nature
Reigns that which would be feared . ’Tis much he
dares ,
And to that dauntless temper of his mind
He hath a wisdom that doth guide his valor
To act in safety . There is none but he
Whose being I do fear ; and under him
My genius is rebuked , as it is said
Mark Antony’s was by Caesar . He chid the sisters
When first they put the name of king upon me
And bade them speak to him . Then , prophet-like ,
They hailed him father to a line of kings .
Upon my head they placed a fruitless crown
And put a barren scepter in my grip ,
Thence to be wrenched with an unlineal hand ,
No son of mine succeeding . If ’t be so ,
For Banquo’s issue have I filed my mind ;
For them the gracious Duncan have I murdered ,
Put rancors in the vessel of my peace
Only for them , and mine eternal jewel
Given to the common enemy of man
To make them kings , the seeds of Banquo kings .
Rather than so , come fate into the list ,
And champion me to th’ utterance . — Who’s there ?
till we call .
[87] ACT 3. SC. 1 Was it not yesterday we spoke together ?
Servant exits .
To be thus is nothing ,
But to be safely thus . Our fears in Banquo
Stick deep , and in his royalty of nature
Reigns that which would be feared . ’Tis much he
dares ,
And to that dauntless temper of his mind
He hath a wisdom that doth guide his valor
To act in safety . There is none but he
Whose being I do fear ; and under him
My genius is rebuked , as it is said
Mark Antony’s was by Caesar . He chid the sisters
When first they put the name of king upon me
And bade them speak to him . Then , prophet-like ,
They hailed him father to a line of kings .
Upon my head they placed a fruitless crown
And put a barren scepter in my grip ,
Thence to be wrenched with an unlineal hand ,
No son of mine succeeding . If ’t be so ,
For Banquo’s issue have I filed my mind ;
For them the gracious Duncan have I murdered ,
Put rancors in the vessel of my peace
Only for them , and mine eternal jewel
Given to the common enemy of man
To make them kings , the seeds of Banquo kings .
Rather than so , come fate into the list ,
And champion me to th’ utterance . — Who’s there ?
Enter Servant and two Murderers .
To the Servant .
Now go to the door , and stay there till we call .
Servant exits .
[87] ACT 3. SC. 1 Was it not yesterday we spoke together ?
MURDERERS
It was , so please your Highness .
MACBETH
Well then , now
Have you considered of my speeches ? Know
That it was he , in the times past , which held you
So under fortune , which you thought had been
Our innocent self . This I made good to you
In our last conference , passed in probation with you
How you were borne in hand , how crossed , the
instruments ,
Who wrought with them , and all things else that
might
To half a soul and to a notion crazed
Say ‘Thus did Banquo .’
Have you considered of my speeches ? Know
That it was he , in the times past , which held you
So under fortune , which you thought had been
Our innocent self . This I made good to you
In our last conference , passed in probation with you
How you were borne in hand , how crossed , the
instruments ,
Who wrought with them , and all things else that
might
To half a soul and to a notion crazed
Say ‘Thus did Banquo .’
FIRST MURDERER
You made it known to us .
MACBETH
I did so , and went further , which is now
Our point of second meeting . Do you find
Your patience so predominant in your nature
That you can let this go ? Are you so gospeled
To pray for this good man and for his issue ,
Whose heavy hand hath bowed you to the grave
And beggared yours forever ?
Our point of second meeting . Do you find
Your patience so predominant in your nature
That you can let this go ? Are you so gospeled
To pray for this good man and for his issue ,
Whose heavy hand hath bowed you to the grave
And beggared yours forever ?
FIRST MURDERER
We are men , my liege .
MACBETH
Ay , in the catalogue you go for men ,
As hounds and greyhounds , mongrels , spaniels ,
curs ,
Shoughs , water-rugs , and demi-wolves are clept
All by the name of dogs . The valued file
Distinguishes the swift , the slow , the subtle ,
The housekeeper , the hunter , every one
According to the gift which bounteous nature
Hath in him closed ; whereby he does receive
[89] ACT 3. SC. 1 Particular addition , from the bill
That writes them all alike . And so of men .
Now , if you have a station in the file ,
Not i’ th’ worst rank of manhood , say ’t ,
And I will put that business in your bosoms
Whose execution takes your enemy off ,
Grapples you to the heart and love of us ,
Who wear our health but sickly in his life ,
Which in his death were perfect .
As hounds and greyhounds , mongrels , spaniels ,
curs ,
Shoughs , water-rugs , and demi-wolves are clept
All by the name of dogs . The valued file
Distinguishes the swift , the slow , the subtle ,
The housekeeper , the hunter , every one
According to the gift which bounteous nature
Hath in him closed ; whereby he does receive
[89] ACT 3. SC. 1 Particular addition , from the bill
That writes them all alike . And so of men .
Now , if you have a station in the file ,
Not i’ th’ worst rank of manhood , say ’t ,
And I will put that business in your bosoms
Whose execution takes your enemy off ,
Grapples you to the heart and love of us ,
Who wear our health but sickly in his life ,
Which in his death were perfect .
SECOND MURDERER
I am one , my liege ,
Whom the vile blows and buffets of the world
Hath so incensed that I am reckless what
I do to spite the world .
Whom the vile blows and buffets of the world
Hath so incensed that I am reckless what
I do to spite the world .
FIRST MURDERER
And I another
So weary with disasters , tugged with fortune ,
That I would set my life on any chance ,
To mend it or be rid on ’t .
So weary with disasters , tugged with fortune ,
That I would set my life on any chance ,
To mend it or be rid on ’t .
MACBETH
Both of you
Know Banquo was your enemy .
Know Banquo was your enemy .
MURDERERS
True , my lord .
MACBETH
So is he mine , and in such bloody distance
That every minute of his being thrusts
Against my near’st of life . And though I could
With barefaced power sweep him from my sight
And bid my will avouch it , yet I must not ,
For certain friends that are both his and mine ,
Whose loves I may not drop , but wail his fall
Who I myself struck down . And thence it is
That I to your assistance do make love ,
Masking the business from the common eye
For sundry weighty reasons .
That every minute of his being thrusts
Against my near’st of life . And though I could
With barefaced power sweep him from my sight
And bid my will avouch it , yet I must not ,
For certain friends that are both his and mine ,
Whose loves I may not drop , but wail his fall
Who I myself struck down . And thence it is
That I to your assistance do make love ,
Masking the business from the common eye
For sundry weighty reasons .
SECOND MURDERER
We shall , my lord ,
Perform what you command us .
Perform what you command us .
FIRST MURDERER
Though our lives —
[91]ACT 3. SC. 2
MACBETH
Your spirits shine through you . Within this hour at
most
I will advise you where to plant yourselves ,
Acquaint you with the perfect spy o’ th’ time ,
The moment on ’t , for ’t must be done tonight
And something from the palace ; always thought
That I require a clearness . And with him
( To leave no rubs nor botches in the work )
Fleance , his son , that keeps him company ,
Whose absence is no less material to me
Than is his father’s , must embrace the fate
Of that dark hour . Resolve yourselves apart .
I’ll come to you anon .
most
I will advise you where to plant yourselves ,
Acquaint you with the perfect spy o’ th’ time ,
The moment on ’t , for ’t must be done tonight
And something from the palace ; always thought
That I require a clearness . And with him
( To leave no rubs nor botches in the work )
Fleance , his son , that keeps him company ,
Whose absence is no less material to me
Than is his father’s , must embrace the fate
Of that dark hour . Resolve yourselves apart .
I’ll come to you anon .
MURDERERS
We are resolved , my lord .
MACBETH
I’ll call upon you straight . Abide within .
It is concluded . Banquo , thy soul’s flight ,
If it find heaven , must find it out tonight .
Murderers exit .
It is concluded . Banquo , thy soul’s flight ,
If it find heaven , must find it out tonight .
He exits .
Scene 2
Enter Macbeth’s Lady and a Servant .
LADY MACBETH
Is Banquo gone from court ?
SERVANT
Ay , madam , but returns again tonight .
LADY MACBETH
Say to the King I would attend his leisure
For a few words .
For a few words .
SERVANT
Madam , I will .
He exits .
LADY MACBETH
Naught’s had , all’s spent ,
Where our desire is got without content .
’Tis safer to be that which we destroy
Than by destruction dwell in doubtful joy .
[93] ACT 3. SC. 2
How now , my lord , why do you keep alone ,
Of sorriest fancies your companions making ,
Using those thoughts which should indeed have died
With them they think on ? Things without all remedy
Should be without regard . What’s done is done .
Where our desire is got without content .
’Tis safer to be that which we destroy
Than by destruction dwell in doubtful joy .
[93] ACT 3. SC. 2
Enter Macbeth .
How now , my lord , why do you keep alone ,
Of sorriest fancies your companions making ,
Using those thoughts which should indeed have died
With them they think on ? Things without all remedy
Should be without regard . What’s done is done .
MACBETH
We have scorched the snake , not killed it .
She’ll close and be herself whilst our poor malice
Remains in danger of her former tooth .
But let the frame of things disjoint , both the worlds
suffer ,
Ere we will eat our meal in fear , and sleep
In the affliction of these terrible dreams
That shake us nightly . Better be with the dead ,
Whom we , to gain our peace , have sent to peace ,
Than on the torture of the mind to lie
In restless ecstasy . Duncan is in his grave .
After life’s fitful fever he sleeps well .
Treason has done his worst ; nor steel nor poison ,
Malice domestic , foreign levy , nothing
Can touch him further .
She’ll close and be herself whilst our poor malice
Remains in danger of her former tooth .
But let the frame of things disjoint , both the worlds
suffer ,
Ere we will eat our meal in fear , and sleep
In the affliction of these terrible dreams
That shake us nightly . Better be with the dead ,
Whom we , to gain our peace , have sent to peace ,
Than on the torture of the mind to lie
In restless ecstasy . Duncan is in his grave .
After life’s fitful fever he sleeps well .
Treason has done his worst ; nor steel nor poison ,
Malice domestic , foreign levy , nothing
Can touch him further .
LADY MACBETH
Come on , gentle my lord ,
Sleek o’er your rugged looks . Be bright and jovial
Among your guests tonight .
Sleek o’er your rugged looks . Be bright and jovial
Among your guests tonight .
MACBETH
So shall I , love ,
And so I pray be you . Let your remembrance
Apply to Banquo ; present him eminence
Both with eye and tongue : unsafe the while that we
Must lave our honors in these flattering streams
And make our faces vizards to our hearts ,
Disguising what they are .
And so I pray be you . Let your remembrance
Apply to Banquo ; present him eminence
Both with eye and tongue : unsafe the while that we
Must lave our honors in these flattering streams
And make our faces vizards to our hearts ,
Disguising what they are .
LADY MACBETH
You must leave this .
MACBETH
O , full of scorpions is my mind , dear wife !
Thou know’st that Banquo and his Fleance lives .
Thou know’st that Banquo and his Fleance lives .
[95]ACT 3. SC. 3
LADY MACBETH
But in them nature’s copy’s not eterne .
MACBETH
There’s comfort yet ; they are assailable .
Then be thou jocund . Ere the bat hath flown
His cloistered flight , ere to black Hecate’s summons
The shard-born beetle with his drowsy hums
Hath rung night’s yawning peal , there shall be done
A deed of dreadful note .
Then be thou jocund . Ere the bat hath flown
His cloistered flight , ere to black Hecate’s summons
The shard-born beetle with his drowsy hums
Hath rung night’s yawning peal , there shall be done
A deed of dreadful note .
LADY MACBETH
What’s to be done ?
MACBETH
Be innocent of the knowledge , dearest chuck ,
Till thou applaud the deed . — Come , seeling night ,
Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day
And with thy bloody and invisible hand
Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond
Which keeps me pale . Light thickens , and the crow
Makes wing to th’ rooky wood .
Good things of day begin to droop and drowse ,
Whiles night’s black agents to their preys do
rouse . —
Thou marvel’st at my words , but hold thee still .
Things bad begun make strong themselves by ill .
So prithee go with me .
Till thou applaud the deed . — Come , seeling night ,
Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day
And with thy bloody and invisible hand
Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond
Which keeps me pale . Light thickens , and the crow
Makes wing to th’ rooky wood .
Good things of day begin to droop and drowse ,
Whiles night’s black agents to their preys do
rouse . —
Thou marvel’st at my words , but hold thee still .
Things bad begun make strong themselves by ill .
So prithee go with me .
They exit .
Scene 3
Enter three Murderers .
FIRST MURDERER
But who did bid thee join with us ?
THIRD MURDERER
Macbeth .
SECOND MURDERER
, to the First Murderer
He needs not our mistrust , since he delivers
Our offices and what we have to do
To the direction just .
Our offices and what we have to do
To the direction just .
[97]ACT 3. SC. 3
FIRST MURDERER
Then stand with us . —
The west yet glimmers with some streaks of day .
Now spurs the lated traveler apace
To gain the timely inn , and near approaches
The subject of our watch .
The west yet glimmers with some streaks of day .
Now spurs the lated traveler apace
To gain the timely inn , and near approaches
The subject of our watch .
THIRD MURDERER
Hark , I hear horses .
BANQUO
, within
Give us a light there , ho !
SECOND MURDERER
Then ’tis he . The rest
That are within the note of expectation
Already are i’ th’ court .
That are within the note of expectation
Already are i’ th’ court .
FIRST MURDERER
His horses go about .
THIRD MURDERER
Almost a mile ; but he does usually
( So all men do ) from hence to th’ palace gate
Make it their walk .
( So all men do ) from hence to th’ palace gate
Make it their walk .
Enter Banquo and Fleance , with a torch .
SECOND MURDERER
A light , a light !
THIRD MURDERER
’Tis he .
FIRST MURDERER
Stand to ’t .
BANQUO
, to Fleance
It will be rain tonight .
FIRST MURDERER
Let it come down !
The three Murderers attack .
BANQUO
O treachery ! Fly , good Fleance , fly , fly , fly !
Thou mayst revenge — O slave !
Thou mayst revenge — O slave !
He dies .
Fleance exits .
THIRD MURDERER
Who did strike out the light ?
FIRST MURDERER
Was ’t not the way ?
THIRD MURDERER
There’s but one down . The son is
fled .
fled .
SECOND MURDERER
We have lost best half of our
affair .
affair .
FIRST MURDERER
Well , let’s away and say how much is done .
They exit .
[99]ACT 3. SC. 4
Scene 4
Banquet prepared . Enter Macbeth , Lady Macbeth ,
Ross , Lennox , Lords , and Attendants .
Ross , Lennox , Lords , and Attendants .
MACBETH
You know your own degrees ; sit down . At first
And last , the hearty welcome .
And last , the hearty welcome .
They sit .
LORDS
Thanks to your Majesty .
MACBETH
Ourself will mingle with society
And play the humble host .
Our hostess keeps her state , but in best time
We will require her welcome .
And play the humble host .
Our hostess keeps her state , but in best time
We will require her welcome .
LADY MACBETH
Pronounce it for me , sir , to all our friends ,
For my heart speaks they are welcome .
For my heart speaks they are welcome .
Enter First Murderer to the door .
MACBETH
See , they encounter thee with their hearts’ thanks .
Both sides are even . Here I’ll sit i’ th’ midst .
Be large in mirth . Anon we’ll drink a measure
The table round . He approaches the Murderer . There’s
blood upon thy face .
Both sides are even . Here I’ll sit i’ th’ midst .
Be large in mirth . Anon we’ll drink a measure
The table round . He approaches the Murderer . There’s
blood upon thy face .
MURDERER
’Tis Banquo’s then .
MACBETH
’Tis better thee without than he within .
Is he dispatched ?
Is he dispatched ?
MURDERER
My lord , his throat is cut . That I did for him .
MACBETH
Thou art the best o’ th’ cutthroats ,
Yet he’s good that did the like for Fleance .
If thou didst it , thou art the nonpareil .
Yet he’s good that did the like for Fleance .
If thou didst it , thou art the nonpareil .
MURDERER
Most royal sir , Fleance is ’scaped .
MACBETH
, aside
Then comes my fit again . I had else been perfect ,
[101] ACT 3. SC. 4 Whole as the marble , founded as the rock ,
As broad and general as the casing air .
But now I am cabined , cribbed , confined , bound in
To saucy doubts and fears . — But Banquo’s safe ?
[101] ACT 3. SC. 4 Whole as the marble , founded as the rock ,
As broad and general as the casing air .
But now I am cabined , cribbed , confined , bound in
To saucy doubts and fears . — But Banquo’s safe ?
MURDERER
Ay , my good lord . Safe in a ditch he bides ,
With twenty trenchèd gashes on his head ,
The least a death to nature .
With twenty trenchèd gashes on his head ,
The least a death to nature .
MACBETH
Thanks for that .
There the grown serpent lies . The worm that’s fled
Hath nature that in time will venom breed ,
No teeth for th’ present . Get thee gone . Tomorrow
We’ll hear ourselves again .
There the grown serpent lies . The worm that’s fled
Hath nature that in time will venom breed ,
No teeth for th’ present . Get thee gone . Tomorrow
We’ll hear ourselves again .
Murderer exits .
LADY MACBETH
My royal lord ,
You do not give the cheer . The feast is sold
That is not often vouched , while ’tis a-making ,
’Tis given with welcome . To feed were best at home ;
From thence , the sauce to meat is ceremony ;
Meeting were bare without it .
You do not give the cheer . The feast is sold
That is not often vouched , while ’tis a-making ,
’Tis given with welcome . To feed were best at home ;
From thence , the sauce to meat is ceremony ;
Meeting were bare without it .
Enter the Ghost of Banquo , and sits in Macbeth’s place .
MACBETH
, to Lady Macbeth
Sweet remembrancer ! —
Now , good digestion wait on appetite
And health on both !
Now , good digestion wait on appetite
And health on both !
LENNOX
May ’t please your Highness sit .
MACBETH
Here had we now our country’s honor roofed ,
Were the graced person of our Banquo present ,
Who may I rather challenge for unkindness
Than pity for mischance .
Were the graced person of our Banquo present ,
Who may I rather challenge for unkindness
Than pity for mischance .
ROSS
His absence , sir ,
Lays blame upon his promise . Please ’t your
Highness
To grace us with your royal company ?
Lays blame upon his promise . Please ’t your
Highness
To grace us with your royal company ?
MACBETH
The table’s full .
[103]ACT 3. SC. 4
LENNOX
Here is a place reserved , sir .
MACBETH
Where ?
LENNOX
Here , my good lord . What is ’t that moves your
Highness ?
Highness ?
MACBETH
Which of you have done this ?
LORDS
What , my good lord ?
MACBETH
, to the Ghost
Thou canst not say I did it . Never shake
Thy gory locks at me .
Thy gory locks at me .
ROSS
Gentlemen , rise . His Highness is not well .
LADY MACBETH
Sit , worthy friends . My lord is often thus
And hath been from his youth . Pray you , keep seat .
The fit is momentary ; upon a thought
He will again be well . If much you note him
You shall offend him and extend his passion .
Feed and regard him not .
Are you a man ?
And hath been from his youth . Pray you , keep seat .
The fit is momentary ; upon a thought
He will again be well . If much you note him
You shall offend him and extend his passion .
Feed and regard him not .
Drawing Macbeth aside .
Are you a man ?
MACBETH
Ay , and a bold one , that dare look on that
Which might appall the devil .
Which might appall the devil .
LADY MACBETH
O , proper stuff !
This is the very painting of your fear .
This is the air-drawn dagger which you said
Led you to Duncan . O , these flaws and starts ,
Impostors to true fear , would well become
A woman’s story at a winter’s fire ,
Authorized by her grandam . Shame itself !
Why do you make such faces ? When all’s done ,
You look but on a stool .
This is the very painting of your fear .
This is the air-drawn dagger which you said
Led you to Duncan . O , these flaws and starts ,
Impostors to true fear , would well become
A woman’s story at a winter’s fire ,
Authorized by her grandam . Shame itself !
Why do you make such faces ? When all’s done ,
You look but on a stool .
MACBETH
Prithee , see there . Behold , look !
how say you ?
[105] ACT 3. SC. 4 Why , what care I ? If thou canst nod , speak too . —
If charnel houses and our graves must send
Those that we bury back , our monuments
Shall be the maws of kites .
To the Ghost .
Lo , how say you ?
[105] ACT 3. SC. 4 Why , what care I ? If thou canst nod , speak too . —
If charnel houses and our graves must send
Those that we bury back , our monuments
Shall be the maws of kites .
Ghost exits .
LADY MACBETH
What , quite unmanned in folly ?
MACBETH
If I stand here , I saw him .
LADY MACBETH
Fie , for shame !
MACBETH
Blood hath been shed ere now , i’ th’ olden time ,
Ere humane statute purged the gentle weal ;
Ay , and since too , murders have been performed
Too terrible for the ear . The time has been
That , when the brains were out , the man would die ,
And there an end . But now they rise again
With twenty mortal murders on their crowns
And push us from our stools . This is more strange
Than such a murder is .
Ere humane statute purged the gentle weal ;
Ay , and since too , murders have been performed
Too terrible for the ear . The time has been
That , when the brains were out , the man would die ,
And there an end . But now they rise again
With twenty mortal murders on their crowns
And push us from our stools . This is more strange
Than such a murder is .
LADY MACBETH
My worthy lord ,
Your noble friends do lack you .
Your noble friends do lack you .
MACBETH
I do forget . —
Do not muse at me , my most worthy friends .
I have a strange infirmity , which is nothing
To those that know me . Come , love and health to
all .
Then I’ll sit down . — Give me some wine . Fill full .
I drink to th’ general joy o’ th’ whole table
And to our dear friend Banquo , whom we miss .
Would he were here ! To all , and him we thirst ,
And all to all .
Do not muse at me , my most worthy friends .
I have a strange infirmity , which is nothing
To those that know me . Come , love and health to
all .
Then I’ll sit down . — Give me some wine . Fill full .
Enter Ghost .
I drink to th’ general joy o’ th’ whole table
And to our dear friend Banquo , whom we miss .
Would he were here ! To all , and him we thirst ,
And all to all .
LORDS
Our duties , and the pledge .
They raise their drinking cups .
MACBETH
, to the Ghost
Avaunt , and quit my sight ! Let the earth hide thee .
Thy bones are marrowless ; thy blood is cold ;
[107] ACT 3. SC. 4 Thou hast no speculation in those eyes
Which thou dost glare with .
Thy bones are marrowless ; thy blood is cold ;
[107] ACT 3. SC. 4 Thou hast no speculation in those eyes
Which thou dost glare with .
LADY MACBETH
Think of this , good
peers ,
But as a thing of custom . ’Tis no other ;
Only it spoils the pleasure of the time .
peers ,
But as a thing of custom . ’Tis no other ;
Only it spoils the pleasure of the time .
MACBETH
, to the Ghost
What man dare , I dare .
Approach thou like the rugged Russian bear ,
The armed rhinoceros , or th’ Hyrcan tiger ;
Take any shape but that , and my firm nerves
Shall never tremble . Or be alive again
And dare me to the desert with thy sword .
If trembling I inhabit then , protest me
The baby of a girl . Hence , horrible shadow !
Unreal mock’ry , hence !
Why so , being gone ,
I am a man again . — Pray you sit still .
Approach thou like the rugged Russian bear ,
The armed rhinoceros , or th’ Hyrcan tiger ;
Take any shape but that , and my firm nerves
Shall never tremble . Or be alive again
And dare me to the desert with thy sword .
If trembling I inhabit then , protest me
The baby of a girl . Hence , horrible shadow !
Unreal mock’ry , hence !
Ghost exits .
Why so , being gone ,
I am a man again . — Pray you sit still .
LADY MACBETH
You have displaced the mirth , broke the good
meeting
With most admired disorder .
meeting
With most admired disorder .
MACBETH
Can such things be
And overcome us like a summer’s cloud ,
Without our special wonder ? You make me strange
Even to the disposition that I owe
When now I think you can behold such sights
And keep the natural ruby of your cheeks
When mine is blanched with fear .
And overcome us like a summer’s cloud ,
Without our special wonder ? You make me strange
Even to the disposition that I owe
When now I think you can behold such sights
And keep the natural ruby of your cheeks
When mine is blanched with fear .
ROSS
What sights , my
lord ?
lord ?
LADY MACBETH
I pray you , speak not . He grows worse and worse .
Question enrages him . At once , good night .
Stand not upon the order of your going ,
But go at once .
Question enrages him . At once , good night .
Stand not upon the order of your going ,
But go at once .
LENNOX
Good night , and better health
Attend his Majesty .
Attend his Majesty .
[109]ACT 3. SC. 4
LADY MACBETH
A kind good night to all .
Lords and all but Macbeth and Lady Macbeth exit .
MACBETH
It will have blood , they say ; blood will have blood .
Stones have been known to move , and trees to
speak .
Augurs and understood relations have
By maggot pies and choughs and rooks brought
forth
The secret’st man of blood . — What is the night ?
Stones have been known to move , and trees to
speak .
Augurs and understood relations have
By maggot pies and choughs and rooks brought
forth
The secret’st man of blood . — What is the night ?
LADY MACBETH
Almost at odds with morning , which is which .
MACBETH
How say’st thou that Macduff denies his person
At our great bidding ?
At our great bidding ?
LADY MACBETH
Did you send to him , sir ?
MACBETH
I hear it by the way ; but I will send .
There’s not a one of them but in his house
I keep a servant fee’d . I will tomorrow
( And betimes I will ) to the Weïrd Sisters .
More shall they speak , for now I am bent to know
By the worst means the worst . For mine own good ,
All causes shall give way . I am in blood
Stepped in so far that , should I wade no more ,
Returning were as tedious as go o’er .
Strange things I have in head that will to hand ,
Which must be acted ere they may be scanned .
There’s not a one of them but in his house
I keep a servant fee’d . I will tomorrow
( And betimes I will ) to the Weïrd Sisters .
More shall they speak , for now I am bent to know
By the worst means the worst . For mine own good ,
All causes shall give way . I am in blood
Stepped in so far that , should I wade no more ,
Returning were as tedious as go o’er .
Strange things I have in head that will to hand ,
Which must be acted ere they may be scanned .
LADY MACBETH
You lack the season of all natures , sleep .
MACBETH
Come , we’ll to sleep . My strange and self-abuse
Is the initiate fear that wants hard use .
We are yet but young in deed .
Is the initiate fear that wants hard use .
We are yet but young in deed .
They exit .
[111]ACT 3. SC. 5
Scene 5
Thunder . Enter the three Witches , meeting Hecate .
FIRST WITCH
Why , how now , Hecate ? You look angerly .
HECATE
Have I not reason , beldams as you are ?
Saucy and overbold , how did you dare
To trade and traffic with Macbeth
In riddles and affairs of death ,
And I , the mistress of your charms ,
The close contriver of all harms ,
Was never called to bear my part
Or show the glory of our art ?
And which is worse , all you have done
Hath been but for a wayward son ,
Spiteful and wrathful , who , as others do ,
Loves for his own ends , not for you .
But make amends now . Get you gone ,
And at the pit of Acheron
Meet me i’ th’ morning . Thither he
Will come to know his destiny .
Your vessels and your spells provide ,
Your charms and everything beside .
I am for th’ air . This night I’ll spend
Unto a dismal and a fatal end .
Great business must be wrought ere noon .
Upon the corner of the moon
There hangs a vap’rous drop profound .
I’ll catch it ere it come to ground ,
And that , distilled by magic sleights ,
Shall raise such artificial sprites
As by the strength of their illusion
Shall draw him on to his confusion .
He shall spurn fate , scorn death , and bear
His hopes ’bove wisdom , grace , and fear .
[113] ACT 3. SC. 6 And you all know , security
Is mortals’ chiefest enemy .
Hark ! I am called . My little spirit , see ,
Sits in a foggy cloud and stays for me .
Saucy and overbold , how did you dare
To trade and traffic with Macbeth
In riddles and affairs of death ,
And I , the mistress of your charms ,
The close contriver of all harms ,
Was never called to bear my part
Or show the glory of our art ?
And which is worse , all you have done
Hath been but for a wayward son ,
Spiteful and wrathful , who , as others do ,
Loves for his own ends , not for you .
But make amends now . Get you gone ,
And at the pit of Acheron
Meet me i’ th’ morning . Thither he
Will come to know his destiny .
Your vessels and your spells provide ,
Your charms and everything beside .
I am for th’ air . This night I’ll spend
Unto a dismal and a fatal end .
Great business must be wrought ere noon .
Upon the corner of the moon
There hangs a vap’rous drop profound .
I’ll catch it ere it come to ground ,
And that , distilled by magic sleights ,
Shall raise such artificial sprites
As by the strength of their illusion
Shall draw him on to his confusion .
He shall spurn fate , scorn death , and bear
His hopes ’bove wisdom , grace , and fear .
[113] ACT 3. SC. 6 And you all know , security
Is mortals’ chiefest enemy .
Music and a song .
Hark ! I am called . My little spirit , see ,
Sits in a foggy cloud and stays for me .
Hecate exits .
Sing within Come away , come away , etc.
FIRST WITCH
Come , let’s make haste . She’ll soon be back again .
They exit .
Scene 6
Enter Lennox and another Lord .
LENNOX
My former speeches have but hit your thoughts ,
Which can interpret farther . Only I say
Things have been strangely borne . The gracious
Duncan
Was pitied of Macbeth ; marry , he was dead .
And the right valiant Banquo walked too late ,
Whom you may say , if ’t please you , Fleance killed ,
For Fleance fled . Men must not walk too late .
Who cannot want the thought how monstrous
It was for Malcolm and for Donalbain
To kill their gracious father ? Damnèd fact ,
How it did grieve Macbeth ! Did he not straight
In pious rage the two delinquents tear
That were the slaves of drink and thralls of sleep ?
Was not that nobly done ? Ay , and wisely , too ,
For ’twould have angered any heart alive
To hear the men deny ’t . So that I say
He has borne all things well . And I do think
That had he Duncan’s sons under his key
( As , an ’t please heaven , he shall not ) they should
find
What ’twere to kill a father . So should Fleance .
[115] ACT 3. SC. 6 But peace . For from broad words , and ’cause he
failed
His presence at the tyrant’s feast , I hear
Macduff lives in disgrace . Sir , can you tell
Where he bestows himself ?
Which can interpret farther . Only I say
Things have been strangely borne . The gracious
Duncan
Was pitied of Macbeth ; marry , he was dead .
And the right valiant Banquo walked too late ,
Whom you may say , if ’t please you , Fleance killed ,
For Fleance fled . Men must not walk too late .
Who cannot want the thought how monstrous
It was for Malcolm and for Donalbain
To kill their gracious father ? Damnèd fact ,
How it did grieve Macbeth ! Did he not straight
In pious rage the two delinquents tear
That were the slaves of drink and thralls of sleep ?
Was not that nobly done ? Ay , and wisely , too ,
For ’twould have angered any heart alive
To hear the men deny ’t . So that I say
He has borne all things well . And I do think
That had he Duncan’s sons under his key
( As , an ’t please heaven , he shall not ) they should
find
What ’twere to kill a father . So should Fleance .
[115] ACT 3. SC. 6 But peace . For from broad words , and ’cause he
failed
His presence at the tyrant’s feast , I hear
Macduff lives in disgrace . Sir , can you tell
Where he bestows himself ?
LORD
The son of Duncan
( From whom this tyrant holds the due of birth )
Lives in the English court and is received
Of the most pious Edward with such grace
That the malevolence of fortune nothing
Takes from his high respect . Thither Macduff
Is gone to pray the holy king upon his aid
To wake Northumberland and warlike Siward
That , by the help of these ( with Him above
To ratify the work ) , we may again
Give to our tables meat , sleep to our nights ,
Free from our feasts and banquets bloody knives ,
Do faithful homage , and receive free honors ,
All which we pine for now . And this report
Hath so exasperate the King that he
Prepares for some attempt of war .
( From whom this tyrant holds the due of birth )
Lives in the English court and is received
Of the most pious Edward with such grace
That the malevolence of fortune nothing
Takes from his high respect . Thither Macduff
Is gone to pray the holy king upon his aid
To wake Northumberland and warlike Siward
That , by the help of these ( with Him above
To ratify the work ) , we may again
Give to our tables meat , sleep to our nights ,
Free from our feasts and banquets bloody knives ,
Do faithful homage , and receive free honors ,
All which we pine for now . And this report
Hath so exasperate the King that he
Prepares for some attempt of war .
LENNOX
Sent he to Macduff ?
LORD
He did , and with an absolute ‘Sir , not I ,’
The cloudy messenger turns me his back
And hums , as who should say ‘You’ll rue the time
That clogs me with this answer .’
The cloudy messenger turns me his back
And hums , as who should say ‘You’ll rue the time
That clogs me with this answer .’
LENNOX
And that well might
Advise him to a caution t’ hold what distance
His wisdom can provide . Some holy angel
Fly to the court of England and unfold
His message ere he come , that a swift blessing
May soon return to this our suffering country
Under a hand accursed .
Advise him to a caution t’ hold what distance
His wisdom can provide . Some holy angel
Fly to the court of England and unfold
His message ere he come , that a swift blessing
May soon return to this our suffering country
Under a hand accursed .
LORD
I’ll send my prayers with him .
They exit .
[119]
ACT 4
Scene 1
Thunder . Enter the three Witches .
FIRST WITCH
Thrice the brinded cat hath mewed .
SECOND WITCH
Thrice , and once the hedge-pig whined .
THIRD WITCH
Harpier cries ‘’Tis time , ’tis time !’
FIRST WITCH
Round about the cauldron go ;
In the poisoned entrails throw .
Toad , that under cold stone
Days and nights has thirty-one
Sweltered venom sleeping got ,
Boil thou first i’ th’ charmèd pot .
In the poisoned entrails throw .
Toad , that under cold stone
Days and nights has thirty-one
Sweltered venom sleeping got ,
Boil thou first i’ th’ charmèd pot .
The Witches circle the cauldron .
ALL
Double , double toil and trouble ;
Fire burn , and cauldron bubble .
Fire burn , and cauldron bubble .
SECOND WITCH
Fillet of a fenny snake
In the cauldron boil and bake .
Eye of newt and toe of frog ,
Wool of bat and tongue of dog ,
Adder’s fork and blindworm’s sting ,
[121] ACT 4. SC. 1 Lizard’s leg and howlet’s wing ,
For a charm of powerful trouble ,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble .
In the cauldron boil and bake .
Eye of newt and toe of frog ,
Wool of bat and tongue of dog ,
Adder’s fork and blindworm’s sting ,
[121] ACT 4. SC. 1 Lizard’s leg and howlet’s wing ,
For a charm of powerful trouble ,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble .
ALL
Double , double toil and trouble ;
Fire burn , and cauldron bubble .
Fire burn , and cauldron bubble .
THIRD WITCH
Scale of dragon , tooth of wolf ,
Witch’s mummy , maw and gulf
Of the ravined salt-sea shark ,
Root of hemlock digged i’ th’ dark ,
Liver of blaspheming Jew ,
Gall of goat and slips of yew
Slivered in the moon’s eclipse ,
Nose of Turk and Tartar’s lips ,
Finger of birth-strangled babe
Ditch-delivered by a drab ,
Make the gruel thick and slab .
Add thereto a tiger’s chaudron
For th’ ingredience of our cauldron .
Witch’s mummy , maw and gulf
Of the ravined salt-sea shark ,
Root of hemlock digged i’ th’ dark ,
Liver of blaspheming Jew ,
Gall of goat and slips of yew
Slivered in the moon’s eclipse ,
Nose of Turk and Tartar’s lips ,
Finger of birth-strangled babe
Ditch-delivered by a drab ,
Make the gruel thick and slab .
Add thereto a tiger’s chaudron
For th’ ingredience of our cauldron .
ALL
Double , double toil and trouble ;
Fire burn , and cauldron bubble .
Fire burn , and cauldron bubble .
SECOND WITCH
Cool it with a baboon’s blood .
Then the charm is firm and good .
Then the charm is firm and good .
Enter Hecate to the other three Witches .
HECATE
O , well done ! I commend your pains ,
And everyone shall share i’ th’ gains .
And now about the cauldron sing
Like elves and fairies in a ring ,
Enchanting all that you put in .
And everyone shall share i’ th’ gains .
And now about the cauldron sing
Like elves and fairies in a ring ,
Enchanting all that you put in .
Music and a song : Black Spirits , etc.
Hecate exits .
[123]ACT 4. SC. 1
SECOND WITCH
By the pricking of my thumbs ,
Something wicked this way comes .
Open , locks ,
Whoever knocks .
Something wicked this way comes .
Open , locks ,
Whoever knocks .
Enter Macbeth .
MACBETH
How now , you secret , black , and midnight hags ?
What is ’t you do ?
What is ’t you do ?
ALL
A deed without a name .
MACBETH
I conjure you by that which you profess
( Howe’er you come to know it ) , answer me .
Though you untie the winds and let them fight
Against the churches , though the yeasty waves
Confound and swallow navigation up ,
Though bladed corn be lodged and trees blown
down ,
Though castles topple on their warders’ heads ,
Though palaces and pyramids do slope
Their heads to their foundations , though the
treasure
Of nature’s germens tumble all together
Even till destruction sicken , answer me
To what I ask you .
( Howe’er you come to know it ) , answer me .
Though you untie the winds and let them fight
Against the churches , though the yeasty waves
Confound and swallow navigation up ,
Though bladed corn be lodged and trees blown
down ,
Though castles topple on their warders’ heads ,
Though palaces and pyramids do slope
Their heads to their foundations , though the
treasure
Of nature’s germens tumble all together
Even till destruction sicken , answer me
To what I ask you .
FIRST WITCH
Speak .
SECOND WITCH
Demand .
THIRD WITCH
We’ll answer .
FIRST WITCH
Say if th’ hadst rather hear it from our mouths
Or from our masters’ .
Or from our masters’ .
MACBETH
Call ’em . Let me see ’em .
FIRST WITCH
Pour in sow’s blood that hath eaten
Her nine farrow ; grease that’s sweaten
[125] ACT 4. SC. 1 From the murderers’ gibbet throw
Into the flame .
Her nine farrow ; grease that’s sweaten
[125] ACT 4. SC. 1 From the murderers’ gibbet throw
Into the flame .
ALL
Come high or low ;
Thyself and office deftly show .
Thyself and office deftly show .
Thunder . First Apparition , an Armed Head .
MACBETH
Tell me , thou unknown power —
FIRST WITCH
He knows thy
thought .
Hear his speech but say thou naught .
thought .
Hear his speech but say thou naught .
FIRST APPARITION
Macbeth ! Macbeth ! Macbeth ! Beware Macduff !
Beware the Thane of Fife ! Dismiss me . Enough .
Beware the Thane of Fife ! Dismiss me . Enough .
He descends .
MACBETH
Whate’er thou art , for thy good caution , thanks .
Thou hast harped my fear aright . But one word
more —
Thou hast harped my fear aright . But one word
more —
FIRST WITCH
He will not be commanded . Here’s another
More potent than the first .
More potent than the first .
Thunder . Second Apparition , a Bloody Child .
SECOND APPARITION
Macbeth ! Macbeth ! Macbeth ! —
MACBETH
Had I three ears , I’d hear thee .
SECOND APPARITION
Be bloody , bold , and resolute . Laugh to scorn
The power of man , for none of woman born
Shall harm Macbeth .
The power of man , for none of woman born
Shall harm Macbeth .
He descends .
MACBETH
Then live , Macduff ; what need I fear of thee ?
But yet I’ll make assurance double sure
And take a bond of fate . Thou shalt not live ,
That I may tell pale-hearted fear it lies ,
And sleep in spite of thunder .
[127] ACT 4. SC. 1
What is this
That rises like the issue of a king
And wears upon his baby brow the round
And top of sovereignty ?
But yet I’ll make assurance double sure
And take a bond of fate . Thou shalt not live ,
That I may tell pale-hearted fear it lies ,
And sleep in spite of thunder .
[127] ACT 4. SC. 1
Thunder . Third Apparition , a Child Crowned , with a tree
in his hand .
in his hand .
What is this
That rises like the issue of a king
And wears upon his baby brow the round
And top of sovereignty ?
ALL
Listen but speak not to ’t .
THIRD APPARITION
Be lion-mettled , proud , and take no care
Who chafes , who frets , or where conspirers are .
Macbeth shall never vanquished be until
Great Birnam Wood to high Dunsinane Hill
Shall come against him .
Who chafes , who frets , or where conspirers are .
Macbeth shall never vanquished be until
Great Birnam Wood to high Dunsinane Hill
Shall come against him .
He descends .
MACBETH
That will never be .
Who can impress the forest , bid the tree
Unfix his earthbound root ? Sweet bodements , good !
Rebellious dead , rise never till the Wood
Of Birnam rise , and our high-placed Macbeth
Shall live the lease of nature , pay his breath
To time and mortal custom . Yet my heart
Throbs to know one thing . Tell me , if your art
Can tell so much : shall Banquo’s issue ever
Reign in this kingdom ?
Who can impress the forest , bid the tree
Unfix his earthbound root ? Sweet bodements , good !
Rebellious dead , rise never till the Wood
Of Birnam rise , and our high-placed Macbeth
Shall live the lease of nature , pay his breath
To time and mortal custom . Yet my heart
Throbs to know one thing . Tell me , if your art
Can tell so much : shall Banquo’s issue ever
Reign in this kingdom ?
ALL
Seek to know no more .
MACBETH
I will be satisfied . Deny me this ,
And an eternal curse fall on you ! Let me know !
Why sinks that cauldron ? And what noise is this ?
And an eternal curse fall on you ! Let me know !
Cauldron sinks . Hautboys .
Why sinks that cauldron ? And what noise is this ?
FIRST WITCH
Show .
SECOND WITCH
Show .
THIRD WITCH
Show .
ALL
Show his eyes and grieve his heart .
Come like shadows ; so depart .
Come like shadows ; so depart .
[129]ACT 4. SC. 1
A show of eight kings , the eighth king with a glass in
his hand , and Banquo last .
his hand , and Banquo last .
MACBETH
Thou art too like the spirit of Banquo . Down !
Thy crown does sear mine eyeballs . And thy hair ,
Thou other gold-bound brow , is like the first .
A third is like the former . — Filthy hags ,
Why do you show me this ? — A fourth ? Start , eyes !
What , will the line stretch out to th’ crack of doom ?
Another yet ? A seventh ? I’ll see no more .
And yet the eighth appears who bears a glass
Which shows me many more , and some I see
That twofold balls and treble scepters carry .
Horrible sight ! Now I see ’tis true ,
For the blood-boltered Banquo smiles upon me
And points at them for his .
What , is this so ?
Thy crown does sear mine eyeballs . And thy hair ,
Thou other gold-bound brow , is like the first .
A third is like the former . — Filthy hags ,
Why do you show me this ? — A fourth ? Start , eyes !
What , will the line stretch out to th’ crack of doom ?
Another yet ? A seventh ? I’ll see no more .
And yet the eighth appears who bears a glass
Which shows me many more , and some I see
That twofold balls and treble scepters carry .
Horrible sight ! Now I see ’tis true ,
For the blood-boltered Banquo smiles upon me
And points at them for his .
The Apparitions disappear .
What , is this so ?
FIRST WITCH
Ay , sir , all this is so . But why
Stands Macbeth thus amazedly ?
Come , sisters , cheer we up his sprites
And show the best of our delights .
I’ll charm the air to give a sound
While you perform your antic round ,
That this great king may kindly say
Our duties did his welcome pay .
Stands Macbeth thus amazedly ?
Come , sisters , cheer we up his sprites
And show the best of our delights .
I’ll charm the air to give a sound
While you perform your antic round ,
That this great king may kindly say
Our duties did his welcome pay .
Music . The Witches dance and vanish .
MACBETH
Where are they ? Gone ? Let this pernicious hour
Stand aye accursèd in the calendar ! —
Come in , without there .
Stand aye accursèd in the calendar ! —
Come in , without there .
Enter Lennox .
LENNOX
What’s your Grace’s will ?
[131]ACT 4. SC. 1
MACBETH
Saw you the Weïrd Sisters ?
LENNOX
No , my lord .
MACBETH
Came they not by you ?
LENNOX
No , indeed , my lord .
MACBETH
Infected be the air whereon they ride ,
And damned all those that trust them ! I did hear
The galloping of horse . Who was ’t came by ?
And damned all those that trust them ! I did hear
The galloping of horse . Who was ’t came by ?
LENNOX
’Tis two or three , my lord , that bring you word
Macduff is fled to England .
Macduff is fled to England .
MACBETH
Fled to England ?
LENNOX
Ay , my good lord .
MACBETH
, aside
Time , thou anticipat’st my dread exploits .
The flighty purpose never is o’ertook
Unless the deed go with it . From this moment
The very firstlings of my heart shall be
The firstlings of my hand . And even now ,
To crown my thoughts with acts , be it thought and
done :
The castle of Macduff I will surprise ,
Seize upon Fife , give to th’ edge o’ th’ sword
His wife , his babes , and all unfortunate souls
That trace him in his line . No boasting like a fool ;
This deed I’ll do before this purpose cool .
But no more sights ! — Where are these gentlemen ?
Come bring me where they are .
The flighty purpose never is o’ertook
Unless the deed go with it . From this moment
The very firstlings of my heart shall be
The firstlings of my hand . And even now ,
To crown my thoughts with acts , be it thought and
done :
The castle of Macduff I will surprise ,
Seize upon Fife , give to th’ edge o’ th’ sword
His wife , his babes , and all unfortunate souls
That trace him in his line . No boasting like a fool ;
This deed I’ll do before this purpose cool .
But no more sights ! — Where are these gentlemen ?
Come bring me where they are .
They exit .
[133]ACT 4. SC. 2
Scene 2
Enter Macduff’s Wife , her Son , and Ross .
LADY MACDUFF
What had he done to make him fly the land ?
ROSS
You must have patience , madam .
LADY MACDUFF
He had none .
His flight was madness . When our actions do not ,
Our fears do make us traitors .
His flight was madness . When our actions do not ,
Our fears do make us traitors .
ROSS
You know not
Whether it was his wisdom or his fear .
Whether it was his wisdom or his fear .
LADY MACDUFF
Wisdom ? To leave his wife , to leave his babes ,
His mansion and his titles in a place
From whence himself does fly ? He loves us not ;
He wants the natural touch ; for the poor wren ,
The most diminutive of birds , will fight ,
Her young ones in her nest , against the owl .
All is the fear , and nothing is the love ,
As little is the wisdom , where the flight
So runs against all reason .
His mansion and his titles in a place
From whence himself does fly ? He loves us not ;
He wants the natural touch ; for the poor wren ,
The most diminutive of birds , will fight ,
Her young ones in her nest , against the owl .
All is the fear , and nothing is the love ,
As little is the wisdom , where the flight
So runs against all reason .
ROSS
My dearest coz ,
I pray you school yourself . But for your husband ,
He is noble , wise , judicious , and best knows
The fits o’ th’ season . I dare not speak much
further ;
But cruel are the times when we are traitors
And do not know ourselves ; when we hold rumor
From what we fear , yet know not what we fear ,
But float upon a wild and violent sea
Each way and move — I take my leave of you .
Shall not be long but I’ll be here again .
Things at the worst will cease or else climb upward
To what they were before . — My pretty cousin ,
Blessing upon you .
I pray you school yourself . But for your husband ,
He is noble , wise , judicious , and best knows
The fits o’ th’ season . I dare not speak much
further ;
But cruel are the times when we are traitors
And do not know ourselves ; when we hold rumor
From what we fear , yet know not what we fear ,
But float upon a wild and violent sea
Each way and move — I take my leave of you .
Shall not be long but I’ll be here again .
Things at the worst will cease or else climb upward
To what they were before . — My pretty cousin ,
Blessing upon you .
[135]ACT 4. SC. 2
LADY MACDUFF
Fathered he is , and yet he’s fatherless .
ROSS
I am so much a fool , should I stay longer
It would be my disgrace and your discomfort .
I take my leave at once .
It would be my disgrace and your discomfort .
I take my leave at once .
Ross exits .
LADY MACDUFF
Sirrah , your father’s dead .
And what will you do now ? How will you live ?
And what will you do now ? How will you live ?
SON
As birds do , mother .
LADY MACDUFF
What , with worms and flies ?
SON
With what I get , I mean ; and so do they .
LADY MACDUFF
Poor bird , thou ’dst never fear the net nor lime ,
The pitfall nor the gin .
The pitfall nor the gin .
SON
Why should I , mother ? Poor birds they are not set
for .
My father is not dead , for all your saying .
for .
My father is not dead , for all your saying .
LADY MACDUFF
Yes , he is dead . How wilt thou do for a father ?
SON
Nay , how will you do for a husband ?
LADY MACDUFF
Why , I can buy me twenty at any market .
SON
Then you’ll buy ’em to sell again .
LADY MACDUFF
Thou speak’st with all thy wit ,
And yet , i’ faith , with wit enough for thee .
And yet , i’ faith , with wit enough for thee .
SON
Was my father a traitor , mother ?
LADY MACDUFF
Ay , that he was .
SON
What is a traitor ?
LADY MACDUFF
Why , one that swears and lies .
SON
And be all traitors that do so ?
LADY MACDUFF
Every one that does so is a traitor
and must be hanged .
and must be hanged .
SON
And must they all be hanged that swear and lie ?
[137]ACT 4. SC. 2
LADY MACDUFF
Every one .
SON
Who must hang them ?
LADY MACDUFF
Why , the honest men .
SON
Then the liars and swearers are fools , for there
are liars and swearers enough to beat the honest
men and hang up them .
are liars and swearers enough to beat the honest
men and hang up them .
LADY MACDUFF
Now God help thee , poor monkey ! But
how wilt thou do for a father ?
how wilt thou do for a father ?
SON
If he were dead , you’d weep for him . If you would
not , it were a good sign that I should quickly have a
new father .
not , it were a good sign that I should quickly have a
new father .
LADY MACDUFF
Poor prattler , how thou talk’st !
Enter a Messenger .
MESSENGER
Bless you , fair dame . I am not to you known ,
Though in your state of honor I am perfect .
I doubt some danger does approach you nearly .
If you will take a homely man’s advice ,
Be not found here . Hence with your little ones !
To fright you thus methinks I am too savage ;
To do worse to you were fell cruelty ,
Which is too nigh your person . Heaven preserve
you !
I dare abide no longer .
Though in your state of honor I am perfect .
I doubt some danger does approach you nearly .
If you will take a homely man’s advice ,
Be not found here . Hence with your little ones !
To fright you thus methinks I am too savage ;
To do worse to you were fell cruelty ,
Which is too nigh your person . Heaven preserve
you !
I dare abide no longer .
Messenger exits .
LADY MACDUFF
Whither should I fly ?
I have done no harm . But I remember now
I am in this earthly world , where to do harm
Is often laudable , to do good sometime
Accounted dangerous folly . Why then , alas ,
Do I put up that womanly defense
To say I have done no harm ?
What are these faces ?
I have done no harm . But I remember now
I am in this earthly world , where to do harm
Is often laudable , to do good sometime
Accounted dangerous folly . Why then , alas ,
Do I put up that womanly defense
To say I have done no harm ?
Enter Murderers .
What are these faces ?
MURDERER
Where is your husband ?
[139]ACT 4. SC. 3
LADY MACDUFF
I hope in no place so unsanctified
Where such as thou mayst find him .
Where such as thou mayst find him .
MURDERER
He’s a traitor .
SON
Thou liest , thou shag-eared villain !
MURDERER
What , you egg ?
Stabbing him . Young fry of treachery !
Stabbing him . Young fry of treachery !
SON
He has killed
me , mother .
Run away , I pray you .
me , mother .
Run away , I pray you .
Lady Macduff exits , crying ‘Murder !’ followed by the
Murderers bearing the Son’s body .
Murderers bearing the Son’s body .
Scene 3
Enter Malcolm and Macduff .
MALCOLM
Let us seek out some desolate shade and there
Weep our sad bosoms empty .
Weep our sad bosoms empty .
MACDUFF
Let us rather
Hold fast the mortal sword and , like good men ,
Bestride our downfall’n birthdom . Each new morn
New widows howl , new orphans cry , new sorrows
Strike heaven on the face , that it resounds
As if it felt with Scotland , and yelled out
Like syllable of dolor .
Hold fast the mortal sword and , like good men ,
Bestride our downfall’n birthdom . Each new morn
New widows howl , new orphans cry , new sorrows
Strike heaven on the face , that it resounds
As if it felt with Scotland , and yelled out
Like syllable of dolor .
MALCOLM
What I believe , I’ll wail ;
What know , believe ; and what I can redress ,
As I shall find the time to friend , I will .
What you have spoke , it may be so , perchance .
This tyrant , whose sole name blisters our tongues ,
Was once thought honest . You have loved him well .
He hath not touched you yet . I am young , but
something
[141] ACT 4. SC. 3 You may deserve of him through me , and wisdom
To offer up a weak , poor , innocent lamb
T’ appease an angry god .
What know , believe ; and what I can redress ,
As I shall find the time to friend , I will .
What you have spoke , it may be so , perchance .
This tyrant , whose sole name blisters our tongues ,
Was once thought honest . You have loved him well .
He hath not touched you yet . I am young , but
something
[141] ACT 4. SC. 3 You may deserve of him through me , and wisdom
To offer up a weak , poor , innocent lamb
T’ appease an angry god .
MACDUFF
I am not treacherous .
MALCOLM
But Macbeth is .
A good and virtuous nature may recoil
In an imperial charge . But I shall crave your
pardon .
That which you are , my thoughts cannot transpose .
Angels are bright still , though the brightest fell .
Though all things foul would wear the brows of
grace ,
Yet grace must still look so .
A good and virtuous nature may recoil
In an imperial charge . But I shall crave your
pardon .
That which you are , my thoughts cannot transpose .
Angels are bright still , though the brightest fell .
Though all things foul would wear the brows of
grace ,
Yet grace must still look so .
MACDUFF
I have lost my hopes .
MALCOLM
Perchance even there where I did find my doubts .
Why in that rawness left you wife and child ,
Those precious motives , those strong knots of love ,
Without leave-taking ? I pray you ,
Let not my jealousies be your dishonors ,
But mine own safeties . You may be rightly just ,
Whatever I shall think .
Why in that rawness left you wife and child ,
Those precious motives , those strong knots of love ,
Without leave-taking ? I pray you ,
Let not my jealousies be your dishonors ,
But mine own safeties . You may be rightly just ,
Whatever I shall think .
MACDUFF
Bleed , bleed , poor country !
Great tyranny , lay thou thy basis sure ,
For goodness dare not check thee . Wear thou thy
wrongs ;
The title is affeered . — Fare thee well , lord .
I would not be the villain that thou think’st
For the whole space that’s in the tyrant’s grasp ,
And the rich East to boot .
Great tyranny , lay thou thy basis sure ,
For goodness dare not check thee . Wear thou thy
wrongs ;
The title is affeered . — Fare thee well , lord .
I would not be the villain that thou think’st
For the whole space that’s in the tyrant’s grasp ,
And the rich East to boot .
MALCOLM
Be not offended .
I speak not as in absolute fear of you .
I think our country sinks beneath the yoke .
It weeps , it bleeds , and each new day a gash
Is added to her wounds . I think withal
[143] ACT 4. SC. 3 There would be hands uplifted in my right ;
And here from gracious England have I offer
Of goodly thousands . But , for all this ,
When I shall tread upon the tyrant’s head
Or wear it on my sword , yet my poor country
Shall have more vices than it had before ,
More suffer , and more sundry ways than ever ,
By him that shall succeed .
I speak not as in absolute fear of you .
I think our country sinks beneath the yoke .
It weeps , it bleeds , and each new day a gash
Is added to her wounds . I think withal
[143] ACT 4. SC. 3 There would be hands uplifted in my right ;
And here from gracious England have I offer
Of goodly thousands . But , for all this ,
When I shall tread upon the tyrant’s head
Or wear it on my sword , yet my poor country
Shall have more vices than it had before ,
More suffer , and more sundry ways than ever ,
By him that shall succeed .
MACDUFF
What should he be ?
MALCOLM
It is myself I mean , in whom I know
All the particulars of vice so grafted
That , when they shall be opened , black Macbeth
Will seem as pure as snow , and the poor state
Esteem him as a lamb , being compared
With my confineless harms .
All the particulars of vice so grafted
That , when they shall be opened , black Macbeth
Will seem as pure as snow , and the poor state
Esteem him as a lamb , being compared
With my confineless harms .
MACDUFF
Not in the legions
Of horrid hell can come a devil more damned
In evils to top Macbeth .
Of horrid hell can come a devil more damned
In evils to top Macbeth .
MALCOLM
I grant him bloody ,
Luxurious , avaricious , false , deceitful ,
Sudden , malicious , smacking of every sin
That has a name . But there’s no bottom , none ,
In my voluptuousness . Your wives , your daughters ,
Your matrons , and your maids could not fill up
The cistern of my lust , and my desire
All continent impediments would o’erbear
That did oppose my will . Better Macbeth
Than such an one to reign .
Luxurious , avaricious , false , deceitful ,
Sudden , malicious , smacking of every sin
That has a name . But there’s no bottom , none ,
In my voluptuousness . Your wives , your daughters ,
Your matrons , and your maids could not fill up
The cistern of my lust , and my desire
All continent impediments would o’erbear
That did oppose my will . Better Macbeth
Than such an one to reign .
MACDUFF
Boundless intemperance
In nature is a tyranny . It hath been
Th’ untimely emptying of the happy throne
And fall of many kings . But fear not yet
To take upon you what is yours . You may
Convey your pleasures in a spacious plenty
And yet seem cold — the time you may so hoodwink .
[145] ACT 4. SC. 3 We have willing dames enough . There cannot be
That vulture in you to devour so many
As will to greatness dedicate themselves ,
Finding it so inclined .
In nature is a tyranny . It hath been
Th’ untimely emptying of the happy throne
And fall of many kings . But fear not yet
To take upon you what is yours . You may
Convey your pleasures in a spacious plenty
And yet seem cold — the time you may so hoodwink .
[145] ACT 4. SC. 3 We have willing dames enough . There cannot be
That vulture in you to devour so many
As will to greatness dedicate themselves ,
Finding it so inclined .
MALCOLM
With this there grows
In my most ill-composed affection such
A stanchless avarice that , were I king ,
I should cut off the nobles for their lands ,
Desire his jewels , and this other’s house ;
And my more-having would be as a sauce
To make me hunger more , that I should forge
Quarrels unjust against the good and loyal ,
Destroying them for wealth .
In my most ill-composed affection such
A stanchless avarice that , were I king ,
I should cut off the nobles for their lands ,
Desire his jewels , and this other’s house ;
And my more-having would be as a sauce
To make me hunger more , that I should forge
Quarrels unjust against the good and loyal ,
Destroying them for wealth .
MACDUFF
This avarice
Sticks deeper , grows with more pernicious root
Than summer-seeming lust , and it hath been
The sword of our slain kings . Yet do not fear .
Scotland hath foisons to fill up your will
Of your mere own . All these are portable ,
With other graces weighed .
Sticks deeper , grows with more pernicious root
Than summer-seeming lust , and it hath been
The sword of our slain kings . Yet do not fear .
Scotland hath foisons to fill up your will
Of your mere own . All these are portable ,
With other graces weighed .
MALCOLM
But I have none . The king-becoming graces ,
As justice , verity , temp’rance , stableness ,
Bounty , perseverance , mercy , lowliness ,
Devotion , patience , courage , fortitude ,
I have no relish of them but abound
In the division of each several crime ,
Acting it many ways . Nay , had I power , I should
Pour the sweet milk of concord into hell ,
Uproar the universal peace , confound
All unity on earth .
As justice , verity , temp’rance , stableness ,
Bounty , perseverance , mercy , lowliness ,
Devotion , patience , courage , fortitude ,
I have no relish of them but abound
In the division of each several crime ,
Acting it many ways . Nay , had I power , I should
Pour the sweet milk of concord into hell ,
Uproar the universal peace , confound
All unity on earth .
MACDUFF
O Scotland , Scotland !
MALCOLM
If such a one be fit to govern , speak .
I am as I have spoken .
I am as I have spoken .
MACDUFF
Fit to govern ?
[147] ACT 4. SC. 3 No , not to live . — O nation miserable ,
With an untitled tyrant bloody-sceptered ,
When shalt thou see thy wholesome days again ,
Since that the truest issue of thy throne
By his own interdiction stands accursed
And does blaspheme his breed ? — Thy royal father
Was a most sainted king . The queen that bore thee ,
Oft’ner upon her knees than on her feet ,
Died every day she lived . Fare thee well .
These evils thou repeat’st upon thyself
Hath banished me from Scotland . — O my breast ,
Thy hope ends here !
[147] ACT 4. SC. 3 No , not to live . — O nation miserable ,
With an untitled tyrant bloody-sceptered ,
When shalt thou see thy wholesome days again ,
Since that the truest issue of thy throne
By his own interdiction stands accursed
And does blaspheme his breed ? — Thy royal father
Was a most sainted king . The queen that bore thee ,
Oft’ner upon her knees than on her feet ,
Died every day she lived . Fare thee well .
These evils thou repeat’st upon thyself
Hath banished me from Scotland . — O my breast ,
Thy hope ends here !
MALCOLM
Macduff , this noble passion ,
Child of integrity , hath from my soul
Wiped the black scruples , reconciled my thoughts
To thy good truth and honor . Devilish Macbeth
By many of these trains hath sought to win me
Into his power , and modest wisdom plucks me
From overcredulous haste . But God above
Deal between thee and me , for even now
I put myself to thy direction and
Unspeak mine own detraction , here abjure
The taints and blames I laid upon myself
For strangers to my nature . I am yet
Unknown to woman , never was forsworn ,
Scarcely have coveted what was mine own ,
At no time broke my faith , would not betray
The devil to his fellow , and delight
No less in truth than life . My first false speaking
Was this upon myself . What I am truly
Is thine and my poor country’s to command —
Whither indeed , before thy here-approach ,
Old Siward with ten thousand warlike men ,
Already at a point , was setting forth .
Now we’ll together , and the chance of goodness
Be like our warranted quarrel . Why are you silent ?
Child of integrity , hath from my soul
Wiped the black scruples , reconciled my thoughts
To thy good truth and honor . Devilish Macbeth
By many of these trains hath sought to win me
Into his power , and modest wisdom plucks me
From overcredulous haste . But God above
Deal between thee and me , for even now
I put myself to thy direction and
Unspeak mine own detraction , here abjure
The taints and blames I laid upon myself
For strangers to my nature . I am yet
Unknown to woman , never was forsworn ,
Scarcely have coveted what was mine own ,
At no time broke my faith , would not betray
The devil to his fellow , and delight
No less in truth than life . My first false speaking
Was this upon myself . What I am truly
Is thine and my poor country’s to command —
Whither indeed , before thy here-approach ,
Old Siward with ten thousand warlike men ,
Already at a point , was setting forth .
Now we’ll together , and the chance of goodness
Be like our warranted quarrel . Why are you silent ?
[149]ACT 4. SC. 3
MACDUFF
Such welcome and unwelcome things at once
’Tis hard to reconcile .
’Tis hard to reconcile .
Enter a Doctor .
MALCOLM
Well , more anon . —
Comes the King forth ,
I pray you ?
Comes the King forth ,
I pray you ?
DOCTOR
Ay , sir . There are a crew of wretched souls
That stay his cure . Their malady convinces
The great assay of art , but at his touch
( Such sanctity hath heaven given his hand )
They presently amend .
That stay his cure . Their malady convinces
The great assay of art , but at his touch
( Such sanctity hath heaven given his hand )
They presently amend .
MALCOLM
I thank you , doctor .
Doctor exits .
MACDUFF
What’s the disease he means ?
MALCOLM
’Tis called the evil :
A most miraculous work in this good king ,
Which often since my here-remain in England
I have seen him do . How he solicits heaven
Himself best knows , but strangely visited people
All swoll’n and ulcerous , pitiful to the eye ,
The mere despair of surgery , he cures ,
Hanging a golden stamp about their necks ,
Put on with holy prayers ; and , ’tis spoken ,
To the succeeding royalty he leaves
The healing benediction . With this strange virtue ,
He hath a heavenly gift of prophecy ,
And sundry blessings hang about his throne
That speak him full of grace .
A most miraculous work in this good king ,
Which often since my here-remain in England
I have seen him do . How he solicits heaven
Himself best knows , but strangely visited people
All swoll’n and ulcerous , pitiful to the eye ,
The mere despair of surgery , he cures ,
Hanging a golden stamp about their necks ,
Put on with holy prayers ; and , ’tis spoken ,
To the succeeding royalty he leaves
The healing benediction . With this strange virtue ,
He hath a heavenly gift of prophecy ,
And sundry blessings hang about his throne
That speak him full of grace .
Enter Ross .
MACDUFF
See who comes here .
MALCOLM
My countryman , but yet I know him not .
[151]ACT 4. SC. 3
MACDUFF
My ever-gentle cousin , welcome hither .
MALCOLM
I know him now . — Good God betimes remove
The means that makes us strangers !
The means that makes us strangers !
ROSS
Sir , amen .
MACDUFF
Stands Scotland where it did ?
ROSS
Alas , poor country ,
Almost afraid to know itself . It cannot
Be called our mother , but our grave , where nothing
But who knows nothing is once seen to smile ;
Where sighs and groans and shrieks that rent the air
Are made , not marked ; where violent sorrow seems
A modern ecstasy . The dead man’s knell
Is there scarce asked for who , and good men’s lives
Expire before the flowers in their caps ,
Dying or ere they sicken .
Almost afraid to know itself . It cannot
Be called our mother , but our grave , where nothing
But who knows nothing is once seen to smile ;
Where sighs and groans and shrieks that rent the air
Are made , not marked ; where violent sorrow seems
A modern ecstasy . The dead man’s knell
Is there scarce asked for who , and good men’s lives
Expire before the flowers in their caps ,
Dying or ere they sicken .
MACDUFF
O relation too nice and yet too true !
MALCOLM
What’s the newest grief ?
ROSS
That of an hour’s age doth hiss the speaker .
Each minute teems a new one .
Each minute teems a new one .
MACDUFF
How does my wife ?
ROSS
Why , well .
MACDUFF
And all my children ?
ROSS
Well too .
MACDUFF
The tyrant has not battered at their peace ?
ROSS
No , they were well at peace when I did leave ’em .
MACDUFF
Be not a niggard of your speech . How goes ’t ?
ROSS
When I came hither to transport the tidings
[153] ACT 4. SC. 3 Which I have heavily borne , there ran a rumor
Of many worthy fellows that were out ;
Which was to my belief witnessed the rather
For that I saw the tyrant’s power afoot .
Now is the time of help . Your eye in Scotland
Would create soldiers , make our women fight
To doff their dire distresses .
[153] ACT 4. SC. 3 Which I have heavily borne , there ran a rumor
Of many worthy fellows that were out ;
Which was to my belief witnessed the rather
For that I saw the tyrant’s power afoot .
Now is the time of help . Your eye in Scotland
Would create soldiers , make our women fight
To doff their dire distresses .
MALCOLM
Be ’t their comfort
We are coming thither . Gracious England hath
Lent us good Siward and ten thousand men ;
An older and a better soldier none
That Christendom gives out .
We are coming thither . Gracious England hath
Lent us good Siward and ten thousand men ;
An older and a better soldier none
That Christendom gives out .
ROSS
Would I could answer
This comfort with the like . But I have words
That would be howled out in the desert air ,
Where hearing should not latch them .
This comfort with the like . But I have words
That would be howled out in the desert air ,
Where hearing should not latch them .
MACDUFF
What concern
they —
The general cause , or is it a fee-grief
Due to some single breast ?
they —
The general cause , or is it a fee-grief
Due to some single breast ?
ROSS
No mind that’s honest
But in it shares some woe , though the main part
Pertains to you alone .
But in it shares some woe , though the main part
Pertains to you alone .
MACDUFF
If it be mine ,
Keep it not from me . Quickly let me have it .
Keep it not from me . Quickly let me have it .
ROSS
Let not your ears despise my tongue forever ,
Which shall possess them with the heaviest sound
That ever yet they heard .
Which shall possess them with the heaviest sound
That ever yet they heard .
MACDUFF
Hum ! I guess at it .
ROSS
Your castle is surprised , your wife and babes
Savagely slaughtered . To relate the manner
Were on the quarry of these murdered deer
To add the death of you .
Savagely slaughtered . To relate the manner
Were on the quarry of these murdered deer
To add the death of you .
MALCOLM
Merciful heaven ! —
[155] ACT 4. SC. 3 What , man , ne’er pull your hat upon your brows .
Give sorrow words . The grief that does not speak
Whispers the o’erfraught heart and bids it break .
[155] ACT 4. SC. 3 What , man , ne’er pull your hat upon your brows .
Give sorrow words . The grief that does not speak
Whispers the o’erfraught heart and bids it break .
MACDUFF
My children too ?
ROSS
Wife , children , servants , all that could be found .
MACDUFF
And I must be from thence ? My wife killed too ?
ROSS
I have said .
MALCOLM
Be comforted .
Let’s make us med’cines of our great revenge
To cure this deadly grief .
Let’s make us med’cines of our great revenge
To cure this deadly grief .
MACDUFF
He has no children . All my pretty ones ?
Did you say ‘all’ ? O hell-kite ! All ?
What , all my pretty chickens and their dam
At one fell swoop ?
Did you say ‘all’ ? O hell-kite ! All ?
What , all my pretty chickens and their dam
At one fell swoop ?
MALCOLM
Dispute it like a man .
MACDUFF
I shall do so ,
But I must also feel it as a man .
I cannot but remember such things were
That were most precious to me . Did heaven look on
And would not take their part ? Sinful Macduff ,
They were all struck for thee ! Naught that I am ,
Not for their own demerits , but for mine ,
Fell slaughter on their souls . Heaven rest them now .
But I must also feel it as a man .
I cannot but remember such things were
That were most precious to me . Did heaven look on
And would not take their part ? Sinful Macduff ,
They were all struck for thee ! Naught that I am ,
Not for their own demerits , but for mine ,
Fell slaughter on their souls . Heaven rest them now .
MALCOLM
Be this the whetstone of your sword . Let grief
Convert to anger . Blunt not the heart ; enrage it .
Convert to anger . Blunt not the heart ; enrage it .
MACDUFF
O , I could play the woman with mine eyes
And braggart with my tongue ! But , gentle heavens ,
Cut short all intermission ! Front to front
Bring thou this fiend of Scotland and myself .
Within my sword’s length set him . If he ’scape ,
Heaven forgive him too .
And braggart with my tongue ! But , gentle heavens ,
Cut short all intermission ! Front to front
Bring thou this fiend of Scotland and myself .
Within my sword’s length set him . If he ’scape ,
Heaven forgive him too .
[157]ACT 4. SC. 3
MALCOLM
This tune goes manly .
Come , go we to the King . Our power is ready ;
Our lack is nothing but our leave . Macbeth
Is ripe for shaking , and the powers above
Put on their instruments . Receive what cheer you
may .
The night is long that never finds the day .
Come , go we to the King . Our power is ready ;
Our lack is nothing but our leave . Macbeth
Is ripe for shaking , and the powers above
Put on their instruments . Receive what cheer you
may .
The night is long that never finds the day .
They exit .
[161]
ACT 5
Scene 1
Enter a Doctor of Physic and a Waiting-Gentlewoman .
DOCTOR
I have two nights watched with you but can
perceive no truth in your report . When was it she
last walked ?
perceive no truth in your report . When was it she
last walked ?
GENTLEWOMAN
Since his Majesty went into the field , I
have seen her rise from her bed , throw her nightgown
upon her , unlock her closet , take forth paper ,
fold it , write upon ’t , read it , afterwards seal it , and
again return to bed ; yet all this while in a most fast
sleep .
have seen her rise from her bed , throw her nightgown
upon her , unlock her closet , take forth paper ,
fold it , write upon ’t , read it , afterwards seal it , and
again return to bed ; yet all this while in a most fast
sleep .
DOCTOR
A great perturbation in nature , to receive at
once the benefit of sleep and do the effects of
watching . In this slumb’ry agitation , besides her
walking and other actual performances , what at any
time have you heard her say ?
once the benefit of sleep and do the effects of
watching . In this slumb’ry agitation , besides her
walking and other actual performances , what at any
time have you heard her say ?
GENTLEWOMAN
That , sir , which I will not report after
her .
her .
DOCTOR
You may to me , and ’tis most meet you
should .
should .
GENTLEWOMAN
Neither to you nor anyone , having no
witness to confirm my speech .
Lo you , here she comes . This is her very guise and ,
upon my life , fast asleep . Observe her ; stand close .
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 .
[163]ACT 5. SC. 1
DOCTOR
How came she by that light ?
GENTLEWOMAN
Why , it stood by her . She has light by
her continually . ’Tis her command .
her continually . ’Tis her command .
DOCTOR
You see her eyes are open .
GENTLEWOMAN
Ay , but their sense are shut .
DOCTOR
What is it she does now ? Look how she rubs
her hands .
her hands .
GENTLEWOMAN
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 .
seem thus washing her hands . I have known her
continue in this a quarter of an hour .
LADY MACBETH
Yet here’s a spot .
DOCTOR
Hark , she speaks . I will set down what comes
from her , to satisfy my remembrance the more
strongly .
from her , to satisfy my remembrance the more
strongly .
LADY MACBETH
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 afeard ? 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 ?
Why then , ’tis time to do ’t . Hell is murky . Fie , my
lord , fie , a soldier and afeard ? 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 ?
DOCTOR
Do you mark that ?
LADY MACBETH
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 .
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 .
DOCTOR
Go to , go to . You have known what you should
not .
not .
GENTLEWOMAN
She has spoke what she should not ,
I am sure of that . Heaven knows what she has
known .
I am sure of that . Heaven knows what she has
known .
LADY MACBETH
Here’s the smell of the blood still . All
the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little
hand . O , O , O !
the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little
hand . O , O , O !
DOCTOR
What a sigh is there ! The heart is sorely
charged .
charged .
GENTLEWOMAN
I would not have such a heart in my
bosom for the dignity of the whole body .
bosom for the dignity of the whole body .
[165]ACT 5. SC. 2
DOCTOR
Well , well , well .
GENTLEWOMAN
Pray God it be , sir .
DOCTOR
This disease is beyond my practice . Yet I have
known those which have walked in their sleep ,
who have died holily in their beds .
known those which have walked in their sleep ,
who have died holily in their beds .
LADY MACBETH
Wash your hands . Put on your nightgown .
Look not so pale . I tell you yet again , Banquo’s
buried ; he cannot come out on ’s grave .
Look not so pale . I tell you yet again , Banquo’s
buried ; he cannot come out on ’s grave .
DOCTOR
Even so ?
LADY MACBETH
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 .
gate . Come , come , come , come . Give me your
hand . What’s done cannot be undone . To bed , to
bed , to bed .
Lady Macbeth exits .
DOCTOR
Will she go now to bed ?
GENTLEWOMAN
Directly .
DOCTOR
Foul whisp’rings are abroad . Unnatural deeds
Do breed unnatural troubles . Infected minds
To their deaf pillows will discharge their secrets .
More needs she the divine than the physician .
God , God forgive us all . Look after her .
Remove from her the means of all annoyance
And still keep eyes upon her . So , good night .
My mind she has mated , and amazed my sight .
I think but dare not speak .
Do breed unnatural troubles . Infected minds
To their deaf pillows will discharge their secrets .
More needs she the divine than the physician .
God , God forgive us all . Look after her .
Remove from her the means of all annoyance
And still keep eyes upon her . So , good night .
My mind she has mated , and amazed my sight .
I think but dare not speak .
GENTLEWOMAN
Good night , good doctor .
They exit .
Scene 2
Drum and Colors . Enter Menteith , Caithness , Angus ,
Lennox , and Soldiers .
Lennox , and Soldiers .
MENTEITH
The English power is near , led on by Malcolm ,
His uncle Siward , and the good Macduff .
[167] ACT 5. SC. 2 Revenges burn in them , for their dear causes
Would to the bleeding and the grim alarm
Excite the mortified man .
His uncle Siward , and the good Macduff .
[167] ACT 5. SC. 2 Revenges burn in them , for their dear causes
Would to the bleeding and the grim alarm
Excite the mortified man .
ANGUS
Near Birnam Wood
Shall we well meet them . That way are they coming .
Shall we well meet them . That way are they coming .
CAITHNESS
Who knows if Donalbain be with his brother ?
LENNOX
For certain , sir , he is not . I have a file
Of all the gentry . There is Siward’s son
And many unrough youths that even now
Protest their first of manhood .
Of all the gentry . There is Siward’s son
And many unrough youths that even now
Protest their first of manhood .
MENTEITH
What does the tyrant ?
CAITHNESS
Great Dunsinane he strongly fortifies .
Some say he’s mad ; others that lesser hate him
Do call it valiant fury . But for certain
He cannot buckle his distempered cause
Within the belt of rule .
Some say he’s mad ; others that lesser hate him
Do call it valiant fury . But for certain
He cannot buckle his distempered cause
Within the belt of rule .
ANGUS
Now does he feel
His secret murders sticking on his hands .
Now minutely revolts upbraid his faith-breach .
Those he commands move only in command ,
Nothing in love . Now does he feel his title
Hang loose about him , like a giant’s robe
Upon a dwarfish thief .
His secret murders sticking on his hands .
Now minutely revolts upbraid his faith-breach .
Those he commands move only in command ,
Nothing in love . Now does he feel his title
Hang loose about him , like a giant’s robe
Upon a dwarfish thief .
MENTEITH
Who , then , shall blame
His pestered senses to recoil and start
When all that is within him does condemn
Itself for being there ?
His pestered senses to recoil and start
When all that is within him does condemn
Itself for being there ?
CAITHNESS
Well , march we on
To give obedience where ’tis truly owed .
Meet we the med’cine of the sickly weal ,
And with him pour we in our country’s purge
Each drop of us .
To give obedience where ’tis truly owed .
Meet we the med’cine of the sickly weal ,
And with him pour we in our country’s purge
Each drop of us .
LENNOX
Or so much as it needs
[169] ACT 5. SC. 3 To dew the sovereign flower and drown the weeds .
Make we our march towards Birnam .
[169] ACT 5. SC. 3 To dew the sovereign flower and drown the weeds .
Make we our march towards Birnam .
They exit marching .
Scene 3
Enter Macbeth , the Doctor , and Attendants .
MACBETH
Bring me no more reports . Let them fly all .
Till Birnam Wood remove to Dunsinane
I cannot taint with fear . What’s the boy Malcolm ?
Was he not born of woman ? The spirits that know
All mortal consequences have pronounced me thus :
‘Fear not , Macbeth . No man that’s born of woman
Shall e’er have power upon thee .’ Then fly , false
thanes ,
And mingle with the English epicures .
The mind I sway by and the heart I bear
Shall never sag with doubt nor shake with fear .
The devil damn thee black , thou cream-faced loon !
Where got’st thou that goose-look ?
Till Birnam Wood remove to Dunsinane
I cannot taint with fear . What’s the boy Malcolm ?
Was he not born of woman ? The spirits that know
All mortal consequences have pronounced me thus :
‘Fear not , Macbeth . No man that’s born of woman
Shall e’er have power upon thee .’ Then fly , false
thanes ,
And mingle with the English epicures .
The mind I sway by and the heart I bear
Shall never sag with doubt nor shake with fear .
Enter Servant .
The devil damn thee black , thou cream-faced loon !
Where got’st thou that goose-look ?
SERVANT
There is ten thousand —
MACBETH
Geese , villain ?
SERVANT
Soldiers , sir .
MACBETH
Go prick thy face and over-red thy fear ,
Thou lily-livered boy . What soldiers , patch ?
Death of thy soul ! Those linen cheeks of thine
Are counselors to fear . What soldiers , whey-face ?
Thou lily-livered boy . What soldiers , patch ?
Death of thy soul ! Those linen cheeks of thine
Are counselors to fear . What soldiers , whey-face ?
SERVANT
The English force , so please you .
MACBETH
Take thy face hence .
Seyton ! — I am sick at heart
When I behold — Seyton , I say ! — This push
[171] ACT 5. SC. 3 Will cheer me ever or disseat me now .
I have lived long enough . My way of life
Is fall’n into the sere , the yellow leaf ,
And that which should accompany old age ,
As honor , love , obedience , troops of friends ,
I must not look to have , but in their stead
Curses , not loud but deep , mouth-honor , breath
Which the poor heart would fain deny and dare
not . —
Seyton !
Servant exits .
Seyton ! — I am sick at heart
When I behold — Seyton , I say ! — This push
[171] ACT 5. SC. 3 Will cheer me ever or disseat me now .
I have lived long enough . My way of life
Is fall’n into the sere , the yellow leaf ,
And that which should accompany old age ,
As honor , love , obedience , troops of friends ,
I must not look to have , but in their stead
Curses , not loud but deep , mouth-honor , breath
Which the poor heart would fain deny and dare
not . —
Seyton !
Enter Seyton .
SEYTON
What’s your gracious pleasure ?
MACBETH
What news more ?
SEYTON
All is confirmed , my lord , which was reported .
MACBETH
I’ll fight till from my bones my flesh be hacked .
Give me my armor .
Give me my armor .
SEYTON
’Tis not needed yet .
MACBETH
I’ll put it on .
Send out more horses . Skirr the country round .
Hang those that talk of fear . Give me mine
armor . —
How does your patient , doctor ?
Send out more horses . Skirr the country round .
Hang those that talk of fear . Give me mine
armor . —
How does your patient , doctor ?
DOCTOR
Not so sick , my lord ,
As she is troubled with thick-coming fancies
That keep her from her rest .
As she is troubled with thick-coming fancies
That keep her from her rest .
MACBETH
Cure her of that .
Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased ,
Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow ,
Raze out the written troubles of the brain ,
And with some sweet oblivious antidote
Cleanse the stuffed bosom of that perilous stuff
Which weighs upon the heart ?
Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased ,
Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow ,
Raze out the written troubles of the brain ,
And with some sweet oblivious antidote
Cleanse the stuffed bosom of that perilous stuff
Which weighs upon the heart ?
[173]ACT 5. SC. 4
DOCTOR
Therein the patient
Must minister to himself .
Must minister to himself .
MACBETH
Throw physic to the dogs . I’ll none of it . —
Come , put mine armor on . Give me my staff .
Seyton , send out . — Doctor , the thanes fly from
me . —
Come , sir , dispatch . — If thou couldst , doctor , cast
The water of my land , find her disease ,
And purge it to a sound and pristine health ,
I would applaud thee to the very echo
That should applaud again . — Pull ’t off , I say . —
What rhubarb , senna , or what purgative drug
Would scour these English hence ? Hear’st thou of
them ?
Come , put mine armor on . Give me my staff .
Attendants begin to arm him .
Seyton , send out . — Doctor , the thanes fly from
me . —
Come , sir , dispatch . — If thou couldst , doctor , cast
The water of my land , find her disease ,
And purge it to a sound and pristine health ,
I would applaud thee to the very echo
That should applaud again . — Pull ’t off , I say . —
What rhubarb , senna , or what purgative drug
Would scour these English hence ? Hear’st thou of
them ?
DOCTOR
Ay , my good lord . Your royal preparation
Makes us hear something .
Makes us hear something .
MACBETH
Bring it after me . —
I will not be afraid of death and bane
Till Birnam Forest come to Dunsinane .
I will not be afraid of death and bane
Till Birnam Forest come to Dunsinane .
DOCTOR
, aside
Were I from Dunsinane away and clear ,
Profit again should hardly draw me here .
Profit again should hardly draw me here .
They exit .
Scene 4
Drum and Colors . Enter Malcolm , Siward , Macduff ,
Siward’s son , Menteith , Caithness , Angus , and Soldiers ,
marching .
Siward’s son , Menteith , Caithness , Angus , and Soldiers ,
marching .
MALCOLM
Cousins , I hope the days are near at hand
That chambers will be safe .
That chambers will be safe .
[175]ACT 5. SC. 4
MENTEITH
We doubt it nothing .
SIWARD
What wood is this before us ?
MENTEITH
The Wood of Birnam .
MALCOLM
Let every soldier hew him down a bough
And bear ’t before him . Thereby shall we shadow
The numbers of our host and make discovery
Err in report of us .
And bear ’t before him . Thereby shall we shadow
The numbers of our host and make discovery
Err in report of us .
SOLDIER
It shall be done .
SIWARD
We learn no other but the confident tyrant
Keeps still in Dunsinane and will endure
Our setting down before ’t .
Keeps still in Dunsinane and will endure
Our setting down before ’t .
MALCOLM
’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 constrainèd things
Whose hearts are absent too .
For , where there is advantage to be given ,
Both more and less have given him the revolt ,
And none serve with him but constrainèd things
Whose hearts are absent too .
MACDUFF
Let our just censures
Attend the true event , and put we on
Industrious soldiership .
Attend the true event , and put we on
Industrious soldiership .
SIWARD
The time approaches
That will with due decision make us know
What we shall say we have and what we owe .
Thoughts speculative their unsure hopes relate ,
But certain issue strokes must arbitrate ;
Towards which , advance the war .
That will with due decision make us know
What we shall say we have and what we owe .
Thoughts speculative their unsure hopes relate ,
But certain issue strokes must arbitrate ;
Towards which , advance the war .
They exit marching .
[177]ACT 5. SC. 5
Scene 5
Enter Macbeth , Seyton , and Soldiers , with Drum and
Colors .
Colors .
MACBETH
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 forced with those that should be
ours ,
We might have met them dareful , beard to beard ,
And beat them backward home .
What is that noise ?
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 forced with those that should be
ours ,
We might have met them dareful , beard to beard ,
And beat them backward home .
A cry within of women .
What is that noise ?
SEYTON
It is the cry of women , my good lord .
He exits .
MACBETH
I have almost forgot the taste of fears .
The time has been my senses would have cooled
To hear a night-shriek , and my fell of hair
Would at a dismal treatise rouse and stir
As life were in ’t . I have supped full with horrors .
Direness , familiar to my slaughterous thoughts ,
Cannot once start me .
Wherefore was that cry ?
The time has been my senses would have cooled
To hear a night-shriek , and my fell of hair
Would at a dismal treatise rouse and stir
As life were in ’t . I have supped full with horrors .
Direness , familiar to my slaughterous thoughts ,
Cannot once start me .
Enter Seyton .
Wherefore was that cry ?
SEYTON
The Queen , my lord , is dead .
MACBETH
She should have died hereafter .
There would have been a time for such a word .
Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time ,
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death . Out , out , brief candle !
[179] ACT 5. SC. 5 Life’s but a walking shadow , a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more . It is a tale
Told by an idiot , full of sound and fury ,
Signifying nothing .
Thou com’st to use thy tongue : thy story quickly .
There would have been a time for such a word .
Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time ,
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death . Out , out , brief candle !
[179] ACT 5. SC. 5 Life’s but a walking shadow , a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more . It is a tale
Told by an idiot , full of sound and fury ,
Signifying nothing .
Enter a Messenger .
Thou com’st to use thy tongue : thy story quickly .
MESSENGER
Gracious my lord ,
I should report that which I say I saw ,
But know not how to do ’t .
I should report that which I say I saw ,
But know not how to do ’t .
MACBETH
Well , say , sir .
MESSENGER
As I did stand my watch upon the hill ,
I looked toward Birnam , and anon methought
The Wood began to move .
I looked toward Birnam , and anon methought
The Wood began to move .
MACBETH
Liar and slave !
MESSENGER
Let me endure your wrath if ’t be not so .
Within this three mile may you see it coming .
I say , a moving grove .
Within this three mile may you see it coming .
I say , a moving grove .
MACBETH
If thou speak’st false ,
Upon the next tree shall thou hang alive
Till famine cling thee . If thy speech be sooth ,
I care not if thou dost for me as much . —
I pull in resolution and begin
To doubt th’ equivocation of the fiend ,
That lies like truth . ‘Fear not till Birnam Wood
Do come to Dunsinane ,’ and now a wood
Comes toward Dunsinane . — Arm , arm , and out ! —
If this which he avouches does appear ,
There is nor flying hence nor tarrying here .
I ’gin to be aweary of the sun
And wish th’ estate o’ th’ world were now
undone . —
[181] ACT 5. SC. 6/7 Ring the alarum bell ! — Blow wind , come wrack ,
At least we’ll die with harness on our back .
Upon the next tree shall thou hang alive
Till famine cling thee . If thy speech be sooth ,
I care not if thou dost for me as much . —
I pull in resolution and begin
To doubt th’ equivocation of the fiend ,
That lies like truth . ‘Fear not till Birnam Wood
Do come to Dunsinane ,’ and now a wood
Comes toward Dunsinane . — Arm , arm , and out ! —
If this which he avouches does appear ,
There is nor flying hence nor tarrying here .
I ’gin to be aweary of the sun
And wish th’ estate o’ th’ world were now
undone . —
[181] ACT 5. SC. 6/7 Ring the alarum bell ! — Blow wind , come wrack ,
At least we’ll die with harness on our back .
They exit .
Scene 6
Drum and Colors . Enter Malcolm , Siward , Macduff , and
their army , with boughs .
their army , with boughs .
MALCOLM
Now near enough . Your leafy screens throw down
And show like those you are . — You , worthy uncle ,
Shall with my cousin , your right noble son ,
Lead our first battle . Worthy Macduff and we
Shall take upon ’s what else remains to do ,
According to our order .
And show like those you are . — You , worthy uncle ,
Shall with my cousin , your right noble son ,
Lead our first battle . Worthy Macduff and we
Shall take upon ’s what else remains to do ,
According to our order .
SIWARD
Fare you well .
Do we but find the tyrant’s power tonight ,
Let us be beaten if we cannot fight .
Do we but find the tyrant’s power tonight ,
Let us be beaten if we cannot fight .
MACDUFF
Make all our trumpets speak ; give them all breath ,
Those clamorous harbingers of blood and death .
Those clamorous harbingers of blood and death .
They exit .
Alarums continued .
Scene 7
Enter Macbeth .
MACBETH
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
Am I to fear , or none .
But , bear-like , I must fight the course . What’s he
That was not born of woman ? Such a one
Am I to fear , or none .
Enter young Siward .
YOUNG SIWARD
What is thy name ?
[183]ACT 5. SC. 7
MACBETH
Thou ’lt be afraid to hear it .
YOUNG SIWARD
No , though thou call’st thyself a hotter name
Than any is in hell .
Than any is in hell .
MACBETH
My name’s Macbeth .
YOUNG SIWARD
The devil himself could not pronounce a title
More hateful to mine ear .
More hateful to mine ear .
MACBETH
No , nor more fearful .
YOUNG SIWARD
Thou liest , abhorrèd tyrant . With my sword
I’ll prove the lie thou speak’st .
I’ll prove the lie thou speak’st .
They fight , and young Siward is slain .
MACBETH
Thou wast born of
woman .
But swords I smile at , weapons laugh to scorn ,
Brandished by man that’s of a woman born .
woman .
But swords I smile at , weapons laugh to scorn ,
Brandished by man that’s of a woman born .
He exits .
Alarums . Enter Macduff .
MACDUFF
That way the noise is . Tyrant , show thy face !
If thou beest slain , and with no stroke of mine ,
My wife and children’s ghosts will haunt me still .
I cannot strike at wretched kerns , whose arms
Are hired to bear their staves . Either thou , Macbeth ,
Or else my sword with an unbattered edge
I sheathe again undeeded . There thou shouldst be ;
By this great clatter , one of greatest note
Seems bruited . Let me find him , Fortune ,
And more I beg not .
If thou beest slain , and with no stroke of mine ,
My wife and children’s ghosts will haunt me still .
I cannot strike at wretched kerns , whose arms
Are hired to bear their staves . Either thou , Macbeth ,
Or else my sword with an unbattered edge
I sheathe again undeeded . There thou shouldst be ;
By this great clatter , one of greatest note
Seems bruited . Let me find him , Fortune ,
And more I beg not .
He exits . Alarums .
Enter Malcolm and Siward .
SIWARD
This way , my lord . The castle’s gently rendered .
The tyrant’s people on both sides do fight ,
[185] ACT 5. SC. 8 The noble thanes do bravely in the war ,
The day almost itself professes yours ,
And little is to do .
The tyrant’s people on both sides do fight ,
[185] ACT 5. SC. 8 The noble thanes do bravely in the war ,
The day almost itself professes yours ,
And little is to do .
MALCOLM
We have met with foes
That strike beside us .
That strike beside us .
SIWARD
Enter , sir , the castle .
They exit . Alarum .
Scene 8
Enter Macbeth .
MACBETH
Why should I play the Roman fool and die
On mine own sword ? Whiles I see lives , the gashes
Do better upon them .
On mine own sword ? Whiles I see lives , the gashes
Do better upon them .
Enter Macduff .
MACDUFF
Turn , hellhound , turn !
MACBETH
Of all men else I have avoided thee .
But get thee back . My soul is too much charged
With blood of thine already .
But get thee back . My soul is too much charged
With blood of thine already .
MACDUFF
I have no words ;
My voice is in my sword , thou bloodier villain
Than terms can give thee out .
My voice is in my sword , thou bloodier villain
Than terms can give thee out .
Fight . Alarum .
MACBETH
Thou losest labor .
As easy mayst thou the intrenchant air
With thy keen sword impress as make me bleed .
Let fall thy blade on vulnerable crests ;
I bear a charmèd life , which must not yield
To one of woman born .
As easy mayst thou the intrenchant air
With thy keen sword impress as make me bleed .
Let fall thy blade on vulnerable crests ;
I bear a charmèd life , which must not yield
To one of woman born .
MACDUFF
Despair thy charm ,
And let the angel whom thou still hast served
Tell thee Macduff was from his mother’s womb
Untimely ripped .
And let the angel whom thou still hast served
Tell thee Macduff was from his mother’s womb
Untimely ripped .
[187]ACT 5. SC. 8
MACBETH
Accursèd be that tongue that tells me so ,
For it hath cowed my better part of man !
And be these juggling fiends no more believed
That palter with us in a double sense ,
That keep the word of promise to our ear
And break it to our hope . I’ll not fight with thee .
For it hath cowed my better part of man !
And be these juggling fiends no more believed
That palter with us in a double sense ,
That keep the word of promise to our ear
And break it to our hope . I’ll not fight with thee .
MACDUFF
Then yield thee , coward ,
And live to be the show and gaze o’ th’ time .
We’ll have thee , as our rarer monsters are ,
Painted upon a pole , and underwrit
‘Here may you see the tyrant .’
And live to be the show and gaze o’ th’ time .
We’ll have thee , as our rarer monsters are ,
Painted upon a pole , and underwrit
‘Here may you see the tyrant .’
MACBETH
I will not yield
To kiss the ground before young Malcolm’s feet
And to be baited with the rabble’s curse .
Though Birnam Wood be come to Dunsinane
And thou opposed , being of no woman born ,
Yet I will try the last . Before my body
I throw my warlike shield . Lay on , Macduff ,
And damned be him that first cries ‘Hold ! Enough !’
To kiss the ground before young Malcolm’s feet
And to be baited with the rabble’s curse .
Though Birnam Wood be come to Dunsinane
And thou opposed , being of no woman born ,
Yet I will try the last . Before my body
I throw my warlike shield . Lay on , Macduff ,
And damned be him that first cries ‘Hold ! Enough !’
They exit fighting . Alarums .
They enter fighting , and Macbeth is slain . Macduff
exits carrying off Macbeth’s body . Retreat and flourish .
exits carrying off Macbeth’s body . Retreat and flourish .
Enter , with Drum and Colors , Malcolm , Siward , Ross ,
Thanes , and Soldiers .
Thanes , and Soldiers .
MALCOLM
I would the friends we miss were safe arrived .
SIWARD
Some must go off ; and yet by these I see
So great a day as this is cheaply bought .
So great a day as this is cheaply bought .
MALCOLM
Macduff is missing , and your noble son .
ROSS
Your son , my lord , has paid a soldier’s debt .
He only lived but till he was a man ,
[189] ACT 5. SC. 8 The which no sooner had his prowess confirmed
In the unshrinking station where he fought ,
But like a man he died .
He only lived but till he was a man ,
[189] ACT 5. SC. 8 The which no sooner had his prowess confirmed
In the unshrinking station where he fought ,
But like a man he died .
SIWARD
Then he is dead ?
ROSS
Ay , and brought off the field . Your cause of sorrow
Must not be measured by his worth , for then
It hath no end .
Must not be measured by his worth , for then
It hath no end .
SIWARD
Had he his hurts before ?
ROSS
Ay , on the front .
SIWARD
Why then , God’s soldier be he !
Had I as many sons as I have hairs ,
I would not wish them to a fairer death ;
And so his knell is knolled .
Had I as many sons as I have hairs ,
I would not wish them to a fairer death ;
And so his knell is knolled .
MALCOLM
He’s worth more sorrow , and that I’ll spend for
him .
him .
SIWARD
He’s worth no more .
They say he parted well and paid his score ,
And so , God be with him . Here comes newer
comfort .
They say he parted well and paid his score ,
And so , God be with him . Here comes newer
comfort .
Enter Macduff with Macbeth’s head .
MACDUFF
Hail , King ! for so thou art . Behold where stands
Th’ usurper’s cursèd head . The time is free .
I see thee compassed with thy kingdom’s pearl ,
That speak my salutation in their minds ,
Whose voices I desire aloud with mine .
Hail , King of Scotland !
Th’ usurper’s cursèd head . The time is free .
I see thee compassed with thy kingdom’s pearl ,
That speak my salutation in their minds ,
Whose voices I desire aloud with mine .
Hail , King of Scotland !
ALL
Hail , King of Scotland !
Flourish .
MALCOLM
We shall not spend a large expense of time
Before we reckon with your several loves
And make us even with you . My thanes and
kinsmen ,
[191] ACT 5. SC. 8 Henceforth be earls , the first that ever Scotland
In such an honor named . What’s more to do ,
Which would be planted newly with the time ,
As calling home our exiled friends abroad
That fled the snares of watchful tyranny ,
Producing forth the cruel ministers
Of this dead butcher and his fiend-like queen
( Who , as ’tis thought , by self and violent hands ,
Took off her life ) — this , and what needful else
That calls upon us , by the grace of grace ,
We will perform in measure , time , and place .
So thanks to all at once and to each one ,
Whom we invite to see us crowned at Scone .
Before we reckon with your several loves
And make us even with you . My thanes and
kinsmen ,
[191] ACT 5. SC. 8 Henceforth be earls , the first that ever Scotland
In such an honor named . What’s more to do ,
Which would be planted newly with the time ,
As calling home our exiled friends abroad
That fled the snares of watchful tyranny ,
Producing forth the cruel ministers
Of this dead butcher and his fiend-like queen
( Who , as ’tis thought , by self and violent hands ,
Took off her life ) — this , and what needful else
That calls upon us , by the grace of grace ,
We will perform in measure , time , and place .
So thanks to all at once and to each one ,
Whom we invite to see us crowned at Scone .
Flourish . All exit .
Appendix A
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- Citation Suggestion for this Edition
- TextGrid Repository (2025). Shakespeare, William. Macbeth. The Folger Digital Texts in TextGrid. https://hdl.handle.net/21.11113/0000-0016-847A-A