SCENES VI. AND VII. Mach. To-morrow, -as he purposes. O, never Shall sun that morrow see! Your face, my thane, is as a book, where men But be the serpent under it. He that's coming Mach. We will speak further. Lady M. Only look up clear; : [Exeunt. Hautboys and torches. Enter and pass over the stage, a Sewer, and divers Servants with dishes and service. Then enter MACBETH. Macb. If it were done when 'tis done, then It were done quickly. If the assassination : ! SCENE VII. Lady M. Was the hope drunk Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life, Letting "I dare not" wait upon "I would," Pr'y thee, peace: I dare do all that may become a man; Who dares do more, is none. What beast was it, 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 fit ness now Does unmake you. I have given suck; and know Macb. Lady M. If we should fail,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 wassel 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 drenched natures lie, as in a death, What cannot you and I perform upon The unguarded Duncan? what not put upon His spongy officers? who shall bear the guilt Of our great quell. Macb. Bring forth men-children only! For thy undaunted metal 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? Lady M. Who dares receive it other, As we shall make our griefs and clamour roar Upon his death? Macb. 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. [Exeunt. SCENE II. Mach. Go, bid thy mistress, when my drink is ready, She strike upon the bell. Get thee to bed.- clutch thee: I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o' the 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; now witchcraft celebrates Pale Hecate's offerings; 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 de- 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. That summons thee to heaven or to hell. [Exit. The doors are open; and the surfeited grooms Do mock their charge with snores: drugged their possets, I have That death and nature do contend about them, Whether they live or die. Macb. [within.] Who's there? what, ho! Lady M. Alack! I am afraid they have awaked, And 't is not done: -the attempt, and not the deed, Confounds us. Hark! I laid their daggers ready; He could not miss them. - Had he not resembled My father as he slept, I had done 't.-My husband? Enter MACBЕТН. Macb. I have done the deed. Didst thou not hear a noise? Lady M. I heard the owl scream, and the crickets cry. Did you not speak? Mach. Lady M. Macb. When? Now. As I descended? one cried "Murder!" |