Her. You gods, look down, And from your sacred vials pour your graces How found Thy father's court? For thou shalt hear, that I,- Gave hope thou wast in being,-have preserved Paul. There's time enough for that; Leon. O peace, Paulina; Thou shouldst a husband take by my consent, dons, [Exeunt. WINTER'S TALE.]-This play, as Dr. Warburton justly observes, is, with all its absurdities, very entertaining. The character of Autolycus is naturally conceived, and strongly represented. JOHNSON. FLEANCE, Son to Banquo. SIWARD, Earl of Northumberland, General of the English Forces. YOUNG SIWARD, his Son. SEYTON, an Officer attending on Macbeth. Son to Macduff. An English Doctor.-A Scotch Doctor. LADY MACBETH. 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. MACBETH. ACT I. SCENE I.—An open Place. Thunder and Lightning.-Enter Three WITCHES. 1 Witch. When shall we three meet again, In thunder, lightning, or in rain? 2 Witch. When the hurlyburly's When the battle's lost and won: done, 3 Witch. That will be ere set of sun. 1 Witch. Where the place? 2 Witch. Upon the heath: 3 Witch. There to meet with Macbeth. Fair is foul, and foul is fair: Hover through the fog and filthy air [Witches vanish. SCENE II.-A Camp near Fores. Alarum within. Enter King DUNCAN, MALCOLM, DONALBAIN, LENOX, with Attendants, meeting a bleeding Soldier. Dun. What bloody man is that? He can report, As seemeth by his plight, of the revolt The newest state. Mal. This is the sergeant, Who, like a good and hardy soldier, fought Sold. Doubtfully 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 * Tumult. ti. e. Supplied with light and heavy armed troops. And fortune, on his damued quarrel smiling, Shew'd like a rebel's whore: but all's too weak: For brave Macbeth, (well he deserves that name, Disdaining fortune, with his brandish'd steel, Which smoked with bloody execution, Like valour's minion, Carved out his passage, till he faced the slave; And ne'er shook hands, nor bade farewell to him, Till he unseam'd him from the nave to the chaps, And fix'd his head upon our battlements. Dun. O, valiant cousin! Worthy gentleman ! Sold. As whence the sun 'gins his reflection Shipwrecking storms and direful thunders break; So from that spring, whence comfort seem'd to come, Discomfort + swells. Mark, king of Scotland, mark: No sooner justice had, with valour arm'd, Compell'd these skipping Kernes to trust their heels; But the Norweyan lord, surveying 'vantage, With furbish'd arms, and new supplies of men, Began a fresh assault. Dun. Dismay'd not this Our captains, Macbeth and Banquo? Sold. Yes; As sparrows, eagles; or the hare the lion. Doubly redoubled strokes upon the foe: I cannot tell: But I am faint, my gashes cry for help. Dun. So well thy words become thee, as thy wounds; They smack of honour both :-Go, get him surgeons. [Exit Soldier, attended. Who comes here? Enter ROSSE, Mal. The worthy thane of Rosse. Len. What a haste looks through his eyes! So should he look, That seems to speak things strange. Dun. Whence camest thou, worthy thane? * Cause. + The opposite to comfort. † Truth. Make another Golgotha as memorable as the first. |