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O full of scorpions is my mind, dear wife!
Lady. What's to be done?
Mach. Be innocent of the knowledge, dearest chuck, 'Till thou applaud the deed: come, (16) feeling night, Skarf up the tender eye of pitiful day,
And with thy bloody and invifible hand
Good things of day begin to droop and drowse,
SCENE V. Scene changes to a Room of State. Banquet prepared. Macbeth, Lady, Roffe, Lenox. Lords and Attendants.
Lady. My royal lord,
You do not give the cheer; the feast is fold,
[The ghoft of Banquo rifes, and fits in Macbeth's place. Mach. Sweet remembrancer!
(15) Shard-born,] i. e. fays Warburton, the Beetle hatch'd in clefts of wood. Upton proposes fearn-born, i. e. the beetle born from dung. See remarks on three plays of Ben Jonson, p. 109.
(16) Saling, i. e. blinding, a term in falconry.
Now good digeftion wait an appetite,
Len. May't please your highness fit.
Mach. Here had we now our country's honour roof'd, Were the grac'd perfon of our Banquo prefent,(Whom may I rather challenge for unkindness, Than pity for mifchance!)
Roffe. His abfence, Sir,
Lays blame upon his promife. Please't your highness
Len. Here's a place referv'd, Sir.
Len. Here, my good lord,
Macb. Thou can'st not say, I did it: never shake
Roffe. Gentlemen, rife; his highness is not well. Lady. Sit, worthy friends, my lord is often thus, And hath been from his youth. Pray you, keep feat, The fit is momentary on a thought He will again be well. If much you note him, You fhall offend him, and extend his paffion : Feed, and regard him not.-Are you a man?
[To Macb. afide.
Macb. Ay, and a bold one, that dare look on that Which might appal the devil.
Lady. O proper stuff!
This is the very painting of your fear;
(17) Impostors, &c.] Mr. Johnson says of this paffage, that "as farts can neither with propriety nor fenfe be called Impoftures to true fear, fomething elfe was undoubtedly intended by the author, who perhaps wrote
A woman's story at a winter's fire,
Mach. Pr'ythee, fee there! Behold! look! lo! how fay you?
[Pointing to the ghoft. Why, what care I! if thou canst nod, fpeak too.➖➖➖➖ If charnel houfes and our graves must fend Thofe, that we bury, back: our monuments Shall be the maws of kites.
[The ghoft vanishes. Lady. What? quite unman'd in folly? Mach. If I ftand here, I faw him.Lady. Fie, for shame!
Macb. Blood hath been shed ere now i'th'olden time, Ere human ftatute purg'd the gen❜ral weal; Ay, and fince too, murthers have been perform'd Too terrible for th'ear: the times have been,
Lady. My worthy lord,
Your noble friends do lack you.
That, when the brains were out, the man would die,
Macb. I do forget.
Do not mufe at me my moft worthy friends,
-Thefe flaws and ftarts
Thefe fymptoms of terror and amazement might better be-come "impoftures true only to fear, might become a coward at the recital of fuch falfhoods as no man could credit, whofe underftanding was not weak ned by his terrors; tales told by a woman over a fire on the authority of her gran iam.”—-—- -Mr. Warburton explains the pailage thus, "Thete flaws and ftarts, as they are indications of your needleis fears, are the imitators or impoftors only of thofe which arife from a fear wellgrounded."
To thofe that know me. Come, love and health to all!
Lords. Our duties and the pledge.
[The ghost rifes again. Macb. Avaunt, and quit my fight! Let the earth hide thee!
Thy bones are marrowlefs, thy blood is cold;
Lady. Think of this, good peers,
I am a man again: pray you fit ftill.
Lady. You have displac'd the mirth, meeting
With most admir'd diforder.
Macb. (18) Can fuch things be,
[The lords rife broke the good
(18) Can, &c.] Mr. Wa burton's alteration of this paffage is very wonderful; nothing can be plainer than the meaning of it; "Can fuch things be, can fuch dreadful fights as this of the ghost come over us, overcaft us like a dreadful black fummer cloud, without our fhewing any amazement, without be ing at all moved at it."
Without our special wonder? You make me strange
Roffe. What fights, my lord?
Lady. I pray you, fpeak not; he grows worfe and worfe;
Question enrages him; at once, good-night. the order of your going,
Stand not upon
Len. Good-night, and better health,
Lady. Good-night, to all.
[Exeunt lords. Mach. It will have blood, (they fay) blood will have blood:
Stones have been known to move, and trees to speak;
ACT IV. SCENE II.
Witches, their power.
I conjure you, by that which you profefs,
(19) That I owe. ve.] Mr. John on here would read know: "Though I had before feen many inftances of your courage, yet it now appears in a degree altogether new: So that my long acquaintance with your difpofition, does not hinder me from that aftonishment which novelty produces."
(20) Relations. By the word relation, is understood the connection of effects with caufes; to underftand relations as an augur, is to know how thofe things relate to each other, which have no vifible combination or dependence. JOHNSON.