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- THE TRAGEDY OF MACBETH
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- Act 1 Scene 5
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- (Enter Lady Macbeth, with a letter)
- l1l Lady Macbeth (reading) ôThey met me in the day of success,
- l2l and I have learned by the perfectÆst report they have
- l3l more in them than mortal knowledge. When I burned in
- l4l desire to question them further, they made themselves
- l5l air, into which they vanished. Whiles I stood rapt in the
- l6l wonder of it came missives from the King, who all-hailed
- l7l me æThane of CawdorÆ, by which title before these weird
- l8l sisters saluted me, and referred me to the coming on of
- l9l time with æHail, King that shalt be!Æ This have I thought
- l10l good to deliver thee, my dearest partner of greatness,
- l11l that thou mightst not lose the dues of rejoicing by being
- l12l ignorant of what greatness is promised thee. Lay it to
- l13l thy heart, and farewell.ö
- l14l Glamis thou art, and Cawdor, and shalt be
- l15l What thou art promised. Yet do I fear thy nature.
- l16l It is too full oÆ thÆ milk of human kindness
- l17l To catch the nearest way. Thou wouldst be great,
- l18l Art not without ambition, but without
- l19l The illness should attend it. What thou wouldst highly,
- l20l That wouldst thou holily; wouldst not play false,
- l21l And yet wouldst wrongly win. ThouÆdst have, great
- Glamis,
- l22l That which cries ôThus thou must doö if thou have it,
- l23l And that which rather thou dost fear to do
- l24l Than wishest should be undone. Hie thee hither,
- l25l That I may pour my spirits in thine ear
- l26l And chastise with the valour of my tongue
- l27l All that impedes thee from the golden round
- l28l Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem
- l29l To have thee crowned withal.
- (Enter a Servant)
- What is your tidings?
- l30l Servant The King comes here tonight.
- Lady Macbeth ThouÆrt mad to say it.
- l31l Is not thy master with him, who, were Æt so,
- l32l Would have informed for preparation?
- l33l Servant So please you, it is true. Our thane is coming,
- l34l One of my fellows had the speed of him,
- l35l Who, almost dead for breath, had scarcely more
- l36l Than would make up his message.
- Lady Macbeth Give him tending;
- l37l He brings great news.
- (Exit Servant)
- The raven himself is hoarse
- l38l That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan
- l39l Under my battlements. Come, you spirits
- l40l That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here,
- l41l And fill me from the crown to the toe top-full
- l42l Of direst cruelty. Make thick my blood,
- l43l Stop up thÆ access and passage to remorse,
- l44l That no compunctious visitings of nature
- l45l Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between
- l46l ThÆ effect and it. Come to my womanÆs breasts,
- l47l And take my milk for gall, you murdÆring ministers,
- l48l Wherever in your sightless substances
- l49l You wait on natureÆs mischief. Come, thick night,
- l50l And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell,
- l51l That my keen knife see not the wound it makes,
- l52l Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark
- l53l To cry ôHold, hold!ö
- (Enter Macbeth)
- Great Glamis, worthy Cawdor,
- l54l Greater than both by the all-hail hereafter,
- l55l Thy letters have transported me beyond
- l56l This ignorant present, and I feel now
- l57l The future in the instant.
- Macbeth My dearest love,
- l58l Duncan comes here tonight.
- Lady Macbeth And when goes hence?
- l59l Macbeth Tomorrow, as he purposes.
- Lady Macbeth O never
- l60l Shall sun that morrow see.
- l61l Your face, my thane, is as a book where men
- l62l May read strange matters. To beguile the time,
- l63l Look like the time; bear welcome in your eye,
- l64l Your hand, your tongue; look like the innocent flower,
- l65l But be the serpent under Æt. He thatÆs coming
- l66l Must be provided for; and you shall put
- l67l This nightÆs great business into my dispatch,
- l68l Which shall to all our nights and days to come
- l69l Give solely sovereign sway and masterdom.
- l70l Macbeth We will speak further.
- Lady Macbeth Only look up clear.
- l71l To alter favour ever is to fear.
- l72l Leave all the rest to me.
- (Exeunt)
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