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Macbeth (Folio 1, 1623)
646 Scena Secunda.
647 Enter Lady.
648La. That which hath made thẽ drunk, hath made me bold:
649What hath quench'd them, hath giuen me fire.
650Hearke, peace: it was the Owle that shriek'd,
652He is about it, the Doores are open:
653And the surfeted Groomes doe mock their charge
654With Snores. I haue drugg'd their Possets,
655That Death and Nature doe contend about them,
656Whether they liue, or dye.
657 Enter Macbeth.
658Macb. Who's there? what hoa?
659Lady. Alack, I am afraid they haue awak'd,
660And 'tis not done: th'attempt, and not the deed,
661Confounds vs: hearke: I lay'd their Daggers ready,
663My Father as he slept, I had don't.
664My Husband?
665Macb. I haue done the deed:
668Did not you speake?
669Macb. When?
670Lady. Now.
672Lady. I.
674Lady. Donalbaine.
678And one cry'd Murther, that they did wake each other:
681Lady. There are two lodg'd together.
687Mac. But wherefore could not I pronounce Amen?
691Macb. Me thought I heard a voyce cry, Sleep no more:
692Macbeth does murther Sleepe, the innocent Sleepe,
693Sleepe that knits vp the rauel'd Sleeue of Care,
694The death of each dayes Life, sore Labors Bath,
697Lady. What doe you meane?
699Glamis hath murther'd Sleepe, and therefore Cawdor
701Lady. Who was it, that thus cry'd? why worthy Thane,
702You doe vnbend your Noble strength, to thinke
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705Why did you bring these Daggers from the place?
707The sleepie Groomes with blood.
708Macb. Ile goe no more:
709I am afraid, to thinke what I haue done:
710Looke on't againe, I dare not.
712Giue me the Daggers: the sleeping, and the dead,
713Are but as Pictures: 'tis the Eye of Child-hood,
714That feares a painted Deuill. If he doe bleed,
715Ile guild the Faces of the Groomes withall,
717 Knocke within.
718Macb. Whence is that knocking?
719How is't with me, when euery noyse appalls me?
720What Hands are here? hah: they pluck out mine Eyes.
721Will all great Neptunes Ocean wash this blood
722Cleane from my Hand? no: this my Hand will rather
723The multitudinous Seas incarnardine,
724Making the Greene one, Red.
725 Enter Lady.
728I heare a knocking at the South entry:
729Retyre we to our Chamber:
730A little Water cleares vs of this deed.
732Hath left you vnattended. Knocke.
733Hearke, more knocking.
736So poorely in your thoughts.
739Wake Duncan with thy knocking: