Cam. My lord, your sorrow was too sore laid on; I'll fill your grave up: stir; nay, come away: Which sixteen winters cannot blow away; Bequeath to death your numbness, for from him Dear life redeems you.-You perceive, she stirs: [Hermione comes dozen. 5 Start not; her actions shall be holy, as, You hear, my spell is lawful; do not shun her, You kill her double: Nay, present your hand: When she was young, you woo'd her: now, in age. 10 Is she become the suitor. Leo. Do not draw the curtain. Leo. Let be, let be. Would I were dead, but that, methinks, already- Pol. Masterly done: The very life seems warm upon her lip. [veins Leo. The fixture of her eye has motion in't, As we are mock'd with art. Paul. I'll draw the curtain; My lord's almost so far transported, that Leo. O sweet Paulina, Make me to think so twenty years together; The pleasure of that madness. Let 't alone. [but] I could afflict you further. Leo. Do, Paulina; For this affliction has a taste as sweet As any cordial comfort.—Still, methinks, There is an air comes from her: What fine chizzel Paul. Good my lord, forbear: The ruddiness upon her lip is wet; You'll mar it, if you kiss it; stain your own Per. So long could I Paul. Either forbear, Quit presently the chapel; or resolve you Leo. What you can make her do, I am content to look on: what to speak, Paul. It is requir'd, You do awake your faith: Then, all stand still; Leo. Proceed; No foot shall stir. Leo. Oh, she's warın! If this be magic, let it be an art Pol. She embraces him. [Embracing her. Cam. She hangs about his neck; Pol. Ay, and mak't manifest where she has liv'd, Paul. That she is living, Were it but told you, should be hooted at Like an old tale; but it appears, she lives, Though yet she speak not. Mark a little while.Please you to interpose, fair madam; kneel, And pray your mother's blessing.-Turn, good 25 Our Perdita is found. [lady; [Presenting Perdita, who kneels to Hermione. Her. You gods, look down, And from your sacred vials pour your graces Upon my daughter's head!-Tell me, mine own, 30 Where hast thou been preserv'd? where liv'd? how found Thy father's court? for thou shalt hear, that I,— Paul. There's time enough for that; Will wing me to some wither'd bough; and there Leo. O peace, Paulina; 45 Thou should'st a husband take by my consent, As I by thine, a wife: this is a match, And made between's by vows. Thou hast found mine: But how, is to be question'd: for I saw her, 50 As I thought, dead; and have, in vain, said many A prayer upon her grave: I'll not seek far (For him, I partly know his mind) to find thee An honourable husband :—Come, Camillo, And take her by the hand; whose worth, and ho55 Is richly noted; and here justified [nesty, By us, a pair of kings.-Let's from this place.- That e'er I put between your holy looks Paul. Musick; awake her: strike.- [Musick. 65 "Tis time; descend; be stone no more; approach; Strike all that look upon with marvel. Come; [Exeunt omnes. MACBETH, CATHNESS, FLEANCE, Son to Banquo. SIWARD, General of the English forces. SEYTON, an Officer attending on Macbeth. An English Doctor. A Scotch Doctor. A Captain. A Porter. An old Man. Lady MACBETH. Lady MACDUff. Gentlewoman attending on Lady Macbeth. Lords, Gentlemen, Officers, Soldiers, Murderers, Attendants, and Messengers. The Ghost of Banquo, and several other Apparitions. SCENE, in the end of the fourth Act, lies in England; through the rest of the play in Scotland; and, chiefly, at Macbeth's Castle. Fair is foul, and foul is fair2; SCENE. II. Gainst my captivity: Hail, brave friend? Cap. Doubtful it stood; 5 As two spent swimmers that do cling together, The multiplying villanies of nature Alarum within. Enter King Duncan, Malcolm, Donalbain, Lenox, with Attendants, meeting a 20 bleeding Captain. King. What bloody man is that? He can report, As seemeth by his plight, of the revolt The newest state. Mal. This is the serjeant, Who like a good and hardy soldier fought Like valour's minion, carved out his passage, And ne'er shook hands, nor bid farewell to him, King. Oh, valiant cousin! worthy gentleman! 'Mr. Upton observes, that to understand this passage, we should suppose one familiar calling with the voice of a cat, and another with the croaking of a toad. 2 i. e. we make these sudden changes of the weather. Warburton thinks we should read, from the nape to the chops; i. e. cut the skull in two. i. e. the east. 4 Compell'd Who comes here? Mal. The worthy thane of Rosse. Len. What a haste looks through his eyes! So should he look, That seems to speak things strange. Rosse. God save the king! King. Whence cam'st thou, worthy thane? Where the Norweyan banners flout' the sky, Norway himself, with terrible numbers, The thane of Cawdor, began a dismal conflict; King. Great happiness! Rosse. That now 3 Witch. Sister, where thou? 1 Witch. A sailor's wife had chesnuts in her lap, And mouncht, and mouncht, and mouncht:Give me, quoth I. 5 Aroint thee, witch! the rump-fed' ronyon' cries. Her husband's to Aleppo gone, master o'the Tyger: But in a sieve I'll thither sail, 10 And, like a rat without a tail, I'll do, I'll do, and I'll do. 2 Witch, I'll give thee a wind. 1 Witch. Thou art kind. 3 Witch. And I another. 1 Witch. I myself have all the other; I will drain him dry as hay: Weary seven-nights, nine times nine, 25 Look what I have. 2 Witch. Shew me, shew me. 1 Witch. Here I have a pilot's thumb, Wreck'd, as homeward he did come.[Drum within, 3 Witch. A drum, a drum; 30 Macbeth doth come. All. The weird sisters', hand in hand, Thus do go about, about; Enter Macbeth and Banquo. Mac. So foul and fair a day I have not seen. Sweno, the Norways' king, craves composition; King. What he hath lost, noble Macbeth hath won. SCENE II. Thunder. Enter the three Witches. 1 Witch. Where hast thou been, sister? 2 Witch. Killing swine. 5 [me, Macb. Speak, if you can;-What are you? 8 Memorize, for make memorable. To flout is to mock or insult. i. e. gave him as good as he brought, shew'd he was his equal. Colme's inch, now called Inchcomb, a small island lying in the Firth of Edinburgh, with an abbey upon it, dedicated to St. Columb; called by Camden Inch Colm, or the Isle of Columba. Aroint, or avaunt, be gone. The weird sister here alludes to the poverty of a woman who had called her witch, as not being able to procure better provision than rumps and other offals. i. e. scabby or mangy woman; from rogneux, royne, scurf. i. e. the true exact points. ? i. e. as one under a curse, an interdiction. 10 Weird is derived from an AngloSaxon word signifying a prophecy. The weird sisters here mean the Fates, or Destinies, of the northern nations. i. e. may hold converse with. 12 Witches were supposed always to have hait on their chins. Things that do sound so fair?—I' the name of truth, 1 Witch. Hail! 2 Witch. Hail! 3 Witch. Hail! 1 Witch. Lesser than Macbeth, and greater. 2 Witch. Not so happy, yet much happier. 3 Witch. Thou shalt get kings, though thou be So, all hail, Macbeth and Banquo! [none: 5 10 Only to herald thee into his sight, Rosse. And for an earnest of a greater honour, Ban. What, can the devil speak true? [dress me Ang. Who was the thane, lives yet; 1 Witch. Banquo, and Macbeth, all hail ! you. Mach. Glamis, and thane of Cawdor: Ban. That, trusted home", Might yet enkindle you unto the crown, Ban. The earth hath bubbles, as the water has, And these are of them :-Whither are they va-30 [melted nish'd? Mach. Into the air; and what seemed corporal, Macb. Your children shall be kings. [so? Macb. And thane of Cawdor too; went it not Bun. To the self-same tune, and words. Who's 40 here? Enter Rosse and Angus. Rosse. The king hath happily receiv'd, Macbeth, Ang. We are sent, To give thee, from our royal master, thanks; 'i. e. creatures of fantasy or imagination. sion, fortune. 'The father of Macbeth. 7 2 4 [you. As happy prologues to the swelling act Cannot be ill: cannot be good:-If ill, My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical, Having, we have before observed, is estate, possesShakspeare here alludes to the qualities anciently asscribed to hemlock. That is, posts arrived as fast as they could be counted. i. e. carried as far as it will go. Enkindle, for to stimulate you to seek. Warburton thinks soliciting is here put for information; while Johnson rather thinks it means incitement. "Meaning," Of things now about me I have no perception, being intent wholly on that which has yet no existence." . e. was worked, agitated. King. There's no art, To find the mind's construction' in the face: Enter Macbeth, Banquo, Rosse, and Angus. Macb. The service and the loyalty I owe, King. Welcome hither: [thing I have begun to plant thee, and will labour Ban. There if I grow, King. My plenteous joys, Wanton in fulness, seek to hide themselves Our eldest, Malcolm; whom we name hereafter, 5 10 [The prince of Cumberland: which honour must [you: [step, King. My worthy Cawdor! It is a banquet to me. Let us after him, Enter Macbeth's Wife alone, with a Letter. 25 Lady." They met me in the day of suc cess; and I have learned by the perfectest report, they have more in them than mortal "knowledge. When I burnt in desire to question "them further, they made themselves-air, into 30" which they vanish'd. Whiles I stood rapt in the wonder of it, came missives from the king, who "all-hail'd me, Thane of Cawdor; by which title, before, these weird sisters saluted me, and re"ferr'd me to the coming on of time, with, Hail 35" 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 promis'd "thee. Lay it to thy heart, and farewell." 40 Glam thou art, and Cawdor; and shalt be [ture; What thou art promis'd :--Yet do I fear thy naIt is too full o' the milk of human kindness, [it: To catch the nearest way: Thou would'st be great; Art not without ambition; but without [highly, 45 The illness should attend it. What thou would'st That would'st thou holily; would'st not play false, And yet would'st wrongly win: thoud'st have, great Glamis, That which cries, Thus thou must do, if thou have 50 And that which rather thou dost fear to do, Than wishest should be undone. Ilie thee hither, That I may pour my spirits in thine ear; And chastise with the valour of my tongue All that impedes thee from the golden round", 55 Which fate and metaphysical' aid doth seem To have thee crown'd withal.—What is your tidings? 'That is, instructed in the art of dying. i. e. the frame or disposition of the mind, whether it is determined to good or ill. i. e. We do but perform our duty when we contract all our views to your service. Mr. Steevens observes, that "the crown of Scotland was originally not hereditary. When a successor was declared in the life-time of a king (as was often the case), the title of Prince of Cumberland was immediately bestowed on him as the mark of his designation. Cumberland was at that time held by Scotland of the crown of England, as a fief.” i. e. By the best intelligence. i. e, the diadem. Metaphysical is here put for supernatural. Enter |