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- $Unique_ID{SSP01409}
- $Title{Macbeth: Act II, Scene II}
- $Author{Shakespeare, William}
- $Subject{}
- $Log{Dramatis Personae*01400.txt}
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- Portions copyright (c) CMC ReSearch, Inc., 1989
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- The Complete Works of William Shakespeare
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- MACBETH
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- ACT II
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- SCENE II: The same.
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- {Enter LADY MACBETH.}
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- LADY MACBETH: That which hath made them drunk hath made me bold;
- What hath quench'd them hath given me fire.
- Hark! Peace!
- It was the owl that shriek'd, the fatal bellman,
- Which gives the stern'st good-night. He is about it:
- The doors are open; and the surfeited grooms
- Do mock their charge with snores: I have drugg'd
- their possets,
- That death and nature do contend about them,
- Whether they live or die.
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- MACBETH: [Within] Who's there? what, ho!
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- LADY MACBETH: Alack, I am afraid they have awaked, 10
- And 'tis not done. The attempt and not the deed
- Confounds us. Hark! I laid their daggers ready;
- He could not miss 'em. Had he not resembled
- My father as he slept, I had done't.
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- {Enter MACBETH.}
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- My husband!
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- MACBETH: I have done the deed. Didst thou not hear a noise?
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- LADY MACBETH: I heard the owl scream and the crickets cry.
- Did not you speak?
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- MACBETH: When?
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- LADY MACBETH: Now.
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- MACBETH: As I descended?
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- LADY MACBETH: Ay.
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- MACBETH: Hark!
- Who lies i' the second chamber?
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- LADY MACBETH: Donalbain. 20
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- MACBETH: This is a sorry sight.
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- [Looking on his hands.]
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- LADY MACBETH: A foolish thought, to say a sorry sight.
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- MACBETH: There's one did laugh in's 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.
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- LADY MACBETH: There are two lodged together.
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- MACBETH: One cried 'God bless us!' and 'Amen' the other;
- As they had seen me with these hangman's hands.
- Listening their fear, I could not say 'Amen,'
- When they did say 'God bless us!'
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- LADY MACBETH: Consider it not so deeply. 30
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- MACBETH: But wherefore could not I pronounce 'Amen'?
- I had most need of blessing, and 'Amen'
- Stuck in my throat.
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- LADY MACBETH: These deeds must not be thought
- After these ways; so, it will make us mad.
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- MACBETH: Methought I heard a voice cry 'Sleep no more!
- Macbeth does murder sleep', the innocent sleep,
- Sleep that knits up the ravell'd sleeve of care,
- The death of each day's life, sore labor's bath,
- Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course,
- Chief nourisher in life's feast,--
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- LADY MACBETH: What do you mean? 40
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- MACBETH: Still it cried 'Sleep no more!' to all the house:
- 'Glamis hath murder'd sleep, and therefore Cawdor
- Shall sleep no more; Macbeth shall sleep no more.'
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- LADY MACBETH: Who was it that thus cried? Why, worthy thane,
- You do unbend your noble strength, to think
- So brainsickly of things. Go get some water,
- And wash this filthy witness from your hand.
- Why did you bring these daggers from the place?
- They must lie there: go carry them; and smear
- The sleepy grooms with blood.
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- MACBETH: I'll go no more: 50
- I am afraid to think what I have done;
- Look on't again I dare not.
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- LADY MACBETH: Infirm of purpose!
- Give me the daggers: the sleeping and the dead
- Are but as pictures: 'tis the eye of childhood
- That fears a painted devil. If he do bleed,
- I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal;
- For it must seem their guilt.
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- [Exit. Knocking within.]
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- MACBETH: 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 60
- Clean from my hand? No, this my hand will rather
- The multitudinous seas in incarnadine,
- Making the green one red.
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- {Re-enter LADY MACBETH.}
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- LADY MACBETH: My hands are of your color; but I shame
- To wear a heart so white.
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- [Knocking within.]
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- 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.
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- [Knocking within.]
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- Hark! more knocking.
- Get on your nightgown, lest occasion call us, 70
- And show us to be watchers. Be not lost
- So poorly in your thoughts.
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- MACBETH: To know my deed, 'twere best not know myself.
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- [Knocking within.]
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- Wake Duncan with thy knocking! I would thou couldst!
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- [Exeunt.]
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