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  • Title: Macbeth (Folio 1, 1623)
  • Editor: Anthony Dawson

    • ISBN: 978-1-55058-528-5

    Copyright Anthony Dawson. This text may be freely used for educational, non-profit purposes; for all other uses contact the Editor.
    Author: William Shakespeare
    Editor: Anthony Dawson
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    Macbeth (Folio 1, 1623)

    142 The Tragedie of Macbeth.
    Macb. The Table's full.
    Lenox. Heere is a place reseru'd Sir.
    Macb. Where?
    Lenox. Heere my good Lord.
    1315What is't that moues your Highnesse?
    Macb. Which of you haue done this?
    Lords. What, my good Lord?
    Macb. Thou canst not say I did it: neuer shake
    Thy goary lockes at me.
    1320Rosse. Gentlemen rise, his Highnesse is not well.
    Lady. Sit worthy Friends: my Lord is often thus,
    And hath beene from his youth. Pray you keepe Seat,
    The fit is momentary, vpon a thought
    He will againe be well. If much you note him
    1325You shall offend him, and extend his Passion,
    Feed, and regard him not. Are you a man?
    Macb. I, and a bold one, that dare looke on that
    Which might appall the Diuell.
    La. O proper stuffe:
    1330This is the very painting of your feare:
    This is the Ayre-drawne-Dagger which you said
    Led you to Duncan. O, these flawes and starts
    (Impostors to true feare) would well become
    A womans story, at a Winters fire
    1335Authoriz'd by her Grandam: shame it selfe,
    Why do you make such faces? When all's done
    You looke but on a stoole.
    Macb. Prythee see there:
    Behold, looke, loe, how say you:
    1340Why what care I, if thou canst nod, speake too.
    If Charnell houses, and our Graues must send
    Those that we bury, backe; our Monuments
    Shall be the Mawes of Kytes.
    La. What? quite vnmann'd in folly.
    1345Macb. If I stand heere, I saw him.
    La. Fie for shame.
    Macb. Blood hath bene shed ere now, i'th'olden time
    Ere humane Statute purg'd the gentle Weale:
    I, and since too, Murthers haue bene perform'd
    1350Too terrible for the eare. The times has bene,
    That when the Braines were out, the man would dye,
    And there an end: But now they rise againe
    With twenty mortall murthers on their crownes,
    And push vs from our stooles. This is more strange
    1355Then such a murther is.
    La. My worthy Lord
    Your Noble Friends do lacke you.
    Macb. I do forget:
    Do not muse at me my most worthy Friends,
    1360I haue a strange infirmity, which is nothing
    To those that know me. Come, loue and health to all,
    Then Ile sit downe: Giue me some Wine, fill full:
    Enter Ghost.
    I drinke to th'generall ioy o'th'whole Table,
    1365And to our deere Friend Banquo, whom we misse:
    Would he were heere: to all, and him we thirst,
    And all to all.
    Lords. Our duties, and the pledge.
    Mac. Auant, & quit my sight, let the earth hide thee:
    1370Thy bones are marrowlesse, thy blood is cold:
    Thou hast no speculation in those eyes
    Which thou dost glare with.
    La. Thinke of this good Peeres
    But as a thing of Custome: 'Tis no other,
    1375Onely it spoyles the pleasure of the time.
    Macb. What man dare, I dare:

    Approach thou like the rugged Russian Beare,
    The arm'd Rhinoceros, or th' Hircan Tiger,
    Take any shape but that, and my firme Nerues
    1380Shall neuer tremble. Or be aliue againe,
    And dare me to the Desart with thy Sword:
    If trembling I inhabit then, protest mee
    The Baby of a Girle. Hence horrible shadow,
    Vnreall mock'ry hence. Why so, being gone
    1385I am a man againe: pray you sit still.
    La. You haue displac'd the mirth,
    Broke the good meeting, with most admir'd disorder.
    Macb. Can such things be,
    And ouercome vs like a Summers Clowd,
    1390Without our speciall wonder? You make me strange
    Euen to the disposition that I owe,
    When now I thinke you can behold such sights,
    And keepe the naturall Rubie of your Cheekes,
    When mine is blanch'd with feare.
    1395Rosse. What sights, my Lord?
    La. I pray you speake not: he growes worse & worse
    Question enrages him: at once, goodnight.
    Stand not vpon the order of your going,
    But go at once.
    1400Len. Good night, and better health
    Attend his Maiesty.
    La. A kinde goodnight to all. Exit Lords.
    Macb. It will haue blood they say:
    Blood will haue Blood:
    1405Stones haue beene knowne to moue, & Trees to speake:
    Augures, and vnderstood Relations, haue
    By Maggot Pyes, & Choughes, & Rookes brought forth
    The secret'st man of Blood. What is the night?
    La. Almost at oddes with morning, which is which.
    1410Macb. How say'st thou that Macduff denies his person
    At our great bidding.
    La: Did you send to him Sir?
    Macb. I heare it by the way: But I will send:
    There's not a one of them but in his house
    1415I keepe a Seruant Feed. I will to morrow
    (And betimes I will) to the weyard Sisters.
    More shall they speake: for now I am bent to know
    By the worst meanes, the worst, for mine owne good,
    All causes shall giue way. I am in blood
    1420Stept in so farre, that should I wade no more,
    Returning were as tedious as go ore:
    Strange things I haue in head, that will to hand,
    Which must be acted, ere they may be scand.
    La. You lacke the season of all Natures, sleepe.
    1425Macb. Come, wee'l to sleepe: My strange & self-abuse
    Is the initiate feare, that wants hard vse:
    We are yet but yong indeed. Exeunt.


    Scena Quinta.


    Thunder. Enter the three Witches, meeting
    1430Hecat.

    1. Why how now Hecat, you looke angerly?
    Hec. Haue I not reason (Beldams) as you are?
    Sawcy, and ouer-bold, how did you dare
    To Trade, and Trafficke with Macbeth,
    1435In Riddles, and Affaires of death;
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