It fhall make honour for you. Ban. So I lofe none In seeking to augment it, but ftill keep My bofom franchis'd, and allegiance clear, Mac. Good repose the while! Ban. Thanks, fir; the like to you. [Exeunt Ban, and Fle. SCENE II. Mac. Go, bid thy miftrefs, when my drink is ready, She strike upon the bell. Get thee to bed. Is this a dagger which I fee before me, [Exit fervant. The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I fee thee ftill. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible Thou marshall'ft me the way that I was going; Mine eyes are made the fools o' th' other fenfes, 41 All before T. omit and Fleance, And And on thy blade and dudgeon, "gouts of blood, Which was not fo before.-There's no fuch thing. It is the bloody bufinefs, which informs X Thus to mine eyes. Now o'er the one half world The curtain'd fleep; now witchcraft celebrates Alarum'd by his centinel, the wolf, b Whofe howl's his watch, thus with his ftealthy pace, C And take the present horror from the time, Which now fuits with it.- . Whiles I threat, he livesWords to the heat of deeds too cold breath gives. Certainly, if on the blade, then on the dudgeon; for dudgeon fignifies a fmail dagger. We should read therefore, And en the blade of th' dudgeon, &c. W. A dudgeon fignifies a haft as well as as a dagger. See Lye's Etymologicon. Hearb. a Gouttes, drops, Fr. P. w R. P. and H. This for Thus, * So all before P; he and all after, except C, Now o'er one balf the world, &c. y All before R, omit now. a All before P. read fides for frides. J. propofes, Wib Tarquin ravishing, flides towards, &c. Vide Heath in loc. b This is P.'s emendation. The fo's and R. read fowre, sowr, four. C. fure. All before R. read, which they may walk, &c. d H. of that we're about, &c. e So the fo's; C. while; the reft, obilft for qubiles. f This line is omitted by P. and H. z A lady proposes, with her for wi- in the text, but preserved in the mar ther'd. gin. D I go, I go, and it is done; the bell invites me; [A bell rings. [Exit. Lady. That which hath made them drunk, hath iade me bold; What hath quench'd them, hath given me fire. Hark! peace! It was the owl that shriek'd, the fatal bell-man, Which gives the ftern'ft good-night-He is about it — The doors are open; and the furfeited grooms Do mock their charge with fnores. I have drugg'd their poffets, That death and nature do contend about them, Whether they live or die. Enter Macbeth. Mac. Who's there? what ho? Lady. Alack! I am afraid, they have awak'd; f This is Sc. II. in the fo's and C. 8 The fo's, R. P. T. and W..omit Macbeth. Mac. Mac. I have done the deed-Didft thou not hear a noife? Lady. I heard the owl fcream, and the crickets cry. Did not you speak? Mac. When? Lady. Now. Mac. As I defcended? Lady. Ay. Mac. Hark!-who lies i' th' fecond chamber? Lady. Donalbain. Mac. This is a forry fight. [Looks on his hands. Lady. A foolish thought, to fay a forry fight. Mac. There's one did laugh in 's fleep, and one cry'd murther! ▲ That they did wake each other; I ftood and heard them; But they did fay their prayers, and addreft them Again to fleep. Lady. There are two lodg'd together. Mac. One cry'd, God blefs us, and, Amen, the other; As they had seen me with these hangman's hands; Liftning their fear, I could not fay, Amen, When they did say, God bless us. Lady. Confider it not fo deeply. Mac. But wherefore could not I pronounce, Amen? Stuck in my throat. Lady. Thefe deeds muft not be thought h P. and all after, except C. alter this beard them. line as follows, They wak'd each other; and I flood and k iT. W. and J. address for addreft. * H. and C. add on after thought. Mac. Methought I heard a voice cry, "Sleep no more; Macbeth does murther fleep; the innocent fleep; 'Sleep, that knits up the ravell'd m fleave of care, Mac. Still it cry'd, Sleep no more, to all the house; Glamis hath murther'd fleep: And therefore. Cawdor Shall fleep no more; Macbeth hall fleep no more!" I am afraid to think what I have done; Look on 't again, I dare not.. Lady. Infirm of purpose! Give me the daggers. The fleeping and the dead, I P. and H. omit this line in their duce to order all that confufion and vexa |