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SCENE II.-The same.
Lady M. That which hath made them drunk, hath made me bold:
Do mock their charge with snores: I have drugg'd their possets,
Macb. [Within.]—Who's there?—what, ho!
Macb. I have done the deed :-Didst thou not hear a noise,
Who lies i' the second chamber?
Macb. This is a sorry sight.
As I descended?
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
I had most need of blessing, and amen
[Looking on his hands
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 knus up the ravell'd sleave of care,
What do you mean?
Lady M. Who was it that thus cried? Why, worthy thane,
I'll go no more:
[Exit. Knocking within 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.
Re-enter Lady MACBETH.
Lady M. My hands are of your color; but I shame
To wear a heart so white.-[Knock.]—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
Mach. To know my deed, 'twere best not know myself. [Knock. Wake Duncan with thy knocking; Ay, 'would thou could'st!
Enter MACDUFF, LENOX, and Porter.
Macd. Was it so late, friend, ere you went to bed, That you do lie so late?
Port. 'Faith, sir, we were carousing till the second cock.
Our knocking has awak'd him; here he comes.
Len. Good-morrow, noble sir!
Macd. He did command me to call timely on him: I have almost slipp'd the hour.
I'll bring you to him.
Macb. The labor we delight in, physics pain.
I'll make so bold to call,
Goes the king
He does he did appoint so. Len. The night has been unruly: Where we lay, Our chimneys were blown down: and, as they say, Lamentings heard i' the air; strange screams of death; And prophesying, with accents terrible,
Of dire cumbustion, and confus'd events,
New hatch'd to the woeful time. The obscure bird
'Twas a rough night. Len. My young remembrance cannot parallel A fellow to it.
Macd. O horror! horror! horror! Tongue, nor heart, Cannot conceive, nor name thee!
What's the matter?
Macd. Confusion now hath made his master-piece!
What is't you say? the life?
Len. Mean you his majesty ?
Ring the alarum-bell :-Murder! and treason!
Shake off this downy sleep, death's counterfeit,
Our royal master's murder'd!
Re-enter MACBETH and LENOX.
Macb. Had I but died an hour before this chance,
Enter MALCOLM and DONALBAIN.
Don. What is amiss?
Macd. Your royal father's murder'd.
O, by whom?
They star'd, and were distracted; no man's life
Macb. O, yet I do repent me of my fury, That I did kill them.
Macd. Wherefore did you so?
Macb. Who can be wise, amaz'd, temperate, and furious,
Loyal and neutral, in a moment? No man :
Ban. Fears and scruples shake us:
In the great hand of Heaven I stand; and, thence,
And so do I.
Macb. Let's briefly put on manly readiness, And meet i' the hall together.
All. Well contented.
[Exeunt all but MAL. and Do. Mal. What will you do? Let's not consort with them: To show an unfelt sorrow is an office Which the false man does easy: I'll to England.
Don. To Ireland, I; our separate fortune
This murderous shaft that's shot,
The King's two sons, Malcolm and Donalbain, fly to England, and Macbeth is crowned king of Scotland; but fearing the prediction of the witches, that Banquo's issue should he king, he employs "two murderers," to assassinate Banquo and his son Fleance. of guilty ambition are finely portrayed in the following scene.
SCENE II.-The same.
Lady M. Is Banquo gone from court?
Serv. Ay, madam, but returns again to-night.
Lady M. Say to the king, I would attend his leisure For a few words.
Madam, I will.
How now, my lord? why do you keep alone,
Macb. We have scotch'd the snake, not kill'd it;