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A Room in the Castle.
Enter MACBETH, Doctor, and Attendants.
Macb. Bring me no more reports; let them fly all; Till Birnam wood remove to Dunsinane,
I cannot taint with fear. Then fly, false thanes,
Enter a Servant.
Thou cream-fac'd loon.
Where got'st thou that goose look?
Serv. There is ten thousand-
Macb. What soldiers, patch?
Death of thy soul! those linen cheeks of thine
Serv. The English force, so please you.
Macb. Take thy face hence.-Seyton !-I am sick at heart. When I behold-Seyton, I say!-This push Will cheer me ever, or disseat me now. I have liv'd long enough: my way of life Is fall'n into the sear, 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, but dare not. Seyton
Sey. What is your gracious pleasure?
What news more
"Tis not needed yet.
Macb. I'll put it on.
Send out more horses, skirr the country round;
Not so sick, my lo
Raze out the written troubles of the brain;
Therein the patient
Must minister to himself.
Macb. Throw physic to the dogs, I'll none of it.—
That should applaud again.—
What rhubarb, senna, or what purgative drug,
I will not be afraid of death and bane,
Bring it after me.—
Country near Dunsinane: A Wood in view.
Enter, with drums and colors, MALCOLM, old SIWARD, and his Son, Macduff, Menteth, Cathness, Angus, Lenox, ROSSE, and Soldiers, marching.
Mal. Cousins, I hope, the days are near at hand, That chambers will be safe.
The wood of Birnam.
Mal. Let every soldier hew him down a bough,
It shall be done.
Siw. We learn no other, but the confident tyrant
'Tis his main hope:
Within the Castle.
Enter, with drums and colors, MACBETH, SEYTON, and Soldiers.
Were they not forc'd with those that should be ours,
Sey. It is the cry of women, my good lord.
Macb. She should have died hereafter;
I shall report that which I say I saw,
But know not how to do it.
[A cry within, of women
Enter a Messenger.
Thou com'st to use thy tongue; thy story quickly.
Well, say, sir.
Mess. As I did stand my watch upon the hill, I look'd toward Birnam, and anon, methought, The wood began to move.
Macb. Liar, and slave!
Mess. Let me endure your wrath, if 't be not so;
If thou speak'st false,
I pull in resolution; and begin
To doubt the equivocation of the fiend,
Comes toward Dunsinane.—Arm, arm, and out !—
And wish the estate o' the world were now undone.-
Macbeth leads his followers to the Battle, which terminates in the defeat of the Usurper who is slain Macduff, and Malcolm is declared King of Scotland,
AS YOU LIKE IT.
Shakspeare took the plot of this delightful comedy from a novel called, "Rosalynde, or Euphues' Golden Legacy," written by Lodge, who borrowed his materials from an old English poem, of the age of Chaucer.
Our Feet has improved upon his model, and has constructed one of the most exquisitely finished Pastoral Poems extant in our language.
The Plot and leading incidents of the Comedy, will be clearly illustrated in the selected scenes we have given.
DOKE, living in exile.
FREDERICK, brother to the Duke, and usurper of his dominions.
CHARLES, his wrestler.
OLIVER, JAQUES, ORLANDO, sons of Sir Rowland de Bois.
ADAM, DENNIS, servants to Oliver.
TOUCHSTONE, a clown.
Sir OLIVER MARTEXT, a vicar.
CORIN, SILVIUS, shepherds.
WILLIAM, a country fellow, in love with Audrey.
A Person representing Hymen.
ROSALIND, daughter to the banished Duke.
CELIA, daughter to Frederick.
PHEBE, a shepherdess.
AUDREY, a country girl.
Lords belonging to the two Dukes; Pages, Foresters, and other
The SCENE lies, first, near OLIVER'S House; afterwards partly in the Usurper's Court and partly in the Forest of Arden.