Yet grace must still look so. Macd. I have lost my hopes. Mal. Perchance, even there, where I did find my doubts. Why in that rawness left you wife, and child, Those precious motives, those strong knots of love, Let not my jealousies be your dishonours, But mine own safeties: you may be rightly just, Macd. Bleed, bleed, poor country! Great tyranny, lay thou thy basis sure, For goodness dares not check thee! wear thou thy wrongs; The title is affeer'd'!-Fare thee well, lord: I would not be the villain that thou think'st, For the whole space that's in the tyrant's grasp, Mal. Be not offended: Macd. What should he be? The title is AFFEER'D!] The old copies spell the law term, "affecr'd," affeared. To affeer, in the proceedings of manor courts, is to confirm; and the meaning of the whole passage is,-"Great tyranny, be thou confident, for goodness dares not oppose thee: do what wrong thou wilt; thy title is confirmed.” Perhaps we ought also to read Thy for "The." Mal. It is myself I mean; in whom I know With my confineless harms. Macd. Not in the legions Of horrid hell can come a devil more damn'd In evils to top Macbeth. Mal. I grant him bloody, Luxurious, avaricious, false, deceitful, Sudden, malicious, smacking of every sin That has a name; but there's no bottom, none, All continent impediments would o'er-bear, Than such a one to reign. Macd. Better Macbeth, Boundless intemperance In nature is a tyranny: it hath been As will to greatness dedicate themselves, Mal. With this, there grows In my most ill-compos'd affection such Quarrels unjust against the good and loyal, Macd. This avarice Sticks deeper, grows with more pernicious root, Of your mere own. All these are portable With other graces weigh'd. Mal. But I have none. The king-becoming graces, Acting it many ways. Nay, had I power, I should Uproar the universal peace, confound All unity on earth. Macd. O Scotland, Scotland! Mal. If such a one be fit to govern, speak: I am as I have spoken. Macd. Fit to govern! No, not to live.-O, nation miserable! With an untitled tyrant, bloody-scepter'd, When shalt thou see thy wholesome days again, By his own interdiction stands accurs'd, And does blaspheme his breed?—Thy royal father Was a most sainted king: the queen, that bore thee, Oft'ner upon her knees than on her feet, Died every day she lived. Fare thee well. 9 Than SUMMER-SEEMING lust ;] i. e. probably, "summer-beseeming." Warburton proposed to read, "summer-teeming;" but the change seems unnecessary. Blackstone recommended " summer-seeding," and Steevens took " summerseeming lust" to mean, "lust that seems as hot as summer." 1 Scotland hath FOISONS—] i. e. Plenty. It is generally used in the singular. We have had "teeming foison," Vol. ii. p. 21. These evils thou repeat'st upon thyself Have banish'd me from Scotland.-O, my breast! Thy hope ends here. Mal. Macduff, this noble passion, Child of integrity, hath from my soul Wip'd the black scruples, reconcil'd my thoughts Unspeak mine own detraction; here abjure No less in truth, than life: my first false speaking Is thine, and my poor country's, to command: Now, we'll together; and the chance of goodness Enter a Doctor. Mal. Well; more anon.-Comes the king forth, I pray you? Doct. Ay, sir: there are a crew of wretched souls, That stay his cure: their malady convinces 2 their malady CONVINCES] i. e. overcomes. See Vol. ii. p. 377. To "convince" is sometimes to convict. See Vol. vi. p. 49. The great assay of art; but at his touch, Mal. I thank you, doctor. Macd. What's the disease he means? [Exit Doctor. "Tis call'd the evil?: A most miraculous work in this good king, The healing benediction. With this strange virtue, And sundry blessings hang about his throne, That speak him full of grace. Macd. Enter ROSSE. See, who comes here? Mal. My countryman; but yet I know him not. Macd. My ever-gentle cousin, welcome hither. Mal. I know him now. Good God, betimes remove The means that make us strangers! Rosse. Sir, amen. Macd. Stands Scotland where it did? Alas, poor country! Almost afraid to know itself. It cannot 3 'Tis call'd the evil;] It is said that Edward the Confessor was the first who touched for the cure of the king's evil, and the power was supposed to descend with the crown. It is certain that Elizabeth and James exercised it, especially the latter; in compliment to whom Shakespeare seems to have inserted this part of the scene, not necessary to the action of the tragedy. |