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Lady M. I heard the owl scream, and the crickets

cry:
Did not you speak ?
Macb.

When?
Lady M.

Now.
Macb.

As I descended?
Lady M. Ay.

Macb. Hark!
Who lies i'the second chamber?
Lady M.

Donalbain.
Macb. This is a sorry sight.

[Looking on his hands. Lady M. A foolish thought, to say a sorry sight, Macb. There's one did laugh in his sleep, and

one cried, murder ! That they did wake each other ; I stood and heard

them :
But they did say their prayers, and address’d them
Again to sleep.

Lady M. There are two lodg’d together.
Macb. One cried, God bless us ! and, Amen, the

other;
As they had seen me, with these hangman's hands,
Listening their fear. I could not say, amen,
When they did say, God bless us.
Lady M.

Consider it not so deeply.
Macb. But wherefore could not I pronounce,

amen ?
I had most need of blessing, and amen
Stuck in

my

throat.
Lady M These deeds must not be thought
After these ways; so, it will make us mad.
Macb. Methought, I heard a voice cry, Sleep no

more!
Macbeth does murder sleep, the innocent sleep ;
Sleep, that knits up the ravelld sleave of care,

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The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath,
Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course,
Chief nourisher in life's feast ; -
Lady M.

What do you mean? Macb. Still it cried, Sleep no more! to all the

house: Glamis hath murder'd sleep; and therefore Cawdor Shall sleep no more, Macbeth shall sleep no more! Lady M. 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. Macb.

I'll

go no more: I am afraid to think what I have done; Look on't again, I dare not. Lady M.

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.

[ExitKnocking within. Macb.

Whence is that knocking ? How is't with

me, when

every noise appals 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 incarnardine”, Making the green

- one red.

To incarnardine is to stain of a flesh colour.

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Re-enter Lady MACBETH.
Lady M. My hands are of your colour; but I

shame
To wear a heart so white. [Knocking.] 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. - [Knocking. ] 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.
Macb. To know my deed, — 'twere best not know
myself.

[Knocking Wake Duncan with thy knocking! I would thou could'st!

[Exeunt.

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Enter a Porter. [Knocking within. Porter. Here's a knocking, indeed! [Knocking. ] Knock, knock, knock: Who's there? Come in time; have napkins enough about you. [Knocking.] Knock, knock: Who's there? [Knocking.] Knock, knock: Never át quiet! What are you? (Knocking.) Anon, ànon ; I pray you remember the porter.

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Enter MACDUFF and LENOX.
Macd. Was it so late, friend, ere you went to bed,
That

you do lię so late?

Port. 'Faith, sir, we were carousing till the second cock.

Macd. Is thy master stirring ?-
Our knocking has awak'd him ; here he comes.

Enter MACBETH.

Len. Good-morrow, noble sir !
Macb.

Good-morrow, both!
Macd. Is the king stirring, worthy thane ?
Macb.
Macd. He did command me to call timely on

Not yet.

him ;

I have almost slipp'd the hour.
Macb.

I'll bring you to him. Macd. I know this is a joyful trouble to you; But yet, ’tis one.

Macb. The labour we delight in physics' pain. This is the door. Macd.

I'll make so bold to call, For 'tis

my

limited service. [Exit MACDUFF. Len,

Goes the king
From hence to day?
Macb.

He does : - he did appoint it so. Len. The night has been unruly : Where we

Jay, Our chimnies were blown down; and, as they say, Lamentings heard i' the air ; strange screams of

death; And prophesying, with accents terrible, Of dire combustion, and confus'd events, New hatch'd to the woeful time. The obscure bird Clamour’d the livelong night : some say, the earth Was feverous, and did shake. Macb.

'Twas a rough night. Len. My young remembrance cannot parallel A fellow to it.

i. e. Affords a cordial to it.

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Re-enter MACDUFF.
Macd. O horror ! horror! horror! Tongue, nor

heart,
Cannot conceive nor name thee!
Macb. Len.

What's the matter?
Macd. Confusion now hath made his master-piece!
Most sacrilegious murder hath broke ope
The Lord's anointed temple, and stole thence
The life oʻthe building.
Macb.

What is't you say? the life?
Len. Mean you his majesty!
Macd. Approach the chamber, and destroy your

sight
With a new Gorgon :-Do not bid me speak;
See, and then speak yourselves.-- Awake! awake!

[Exeunt MACBETH and LENOX.
Ring the alarum-beīl:- 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 sprights,
To countenance this horror.

[Bell rings.

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Enter Lady MACBETH.
Lady M.

What's the business,
That such a hideous trumpet calls to parley
The sleepers of the house? speak, speak,
Macd.

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!

Enter BanQUO.
Our royal master's murdered !

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