The baby of a girl. Hence, horrible shadow !
Unreal mock’ry, hence ! [The Ghost vanishes.] Why, so

being gone,

I am a man again. Pray you fit ftill. [" The Lords rift. Lady. You have displac'd the mirth, broke the good

meeting
With most admir'd disorder.

Macb. w Can such things be,
And * overcome us, like a summer's cloud,
Without our special wonder? You make me strange
Even to the disposition that I Y owe,
When now I think you can behold such fights,
And keep the natural ruby of your 2 checks,
When mine is blanch'd with fear.

Roffe. What a sights, my Lord ?

Lady. I pray you, speak not; he grows worse and worse; Question enrages him. At once, good night.

T.'s duodecimo, W. and F. terrible w W. reads Can't for Can; and makes fx borrible.

this sentence down to wonder, a part of • In the three last fo's, [Exil. The the Lady's foregoing speech. firft f. has no direction.

W. interprets overcome, deceive; The two last fo's, R. P. and H. but overcome seems here to have the tead be for being.

same meaning with come over,

See Dr. u This direction not in the fo's. Hurd's note on the Callida juntura of Qu. Whether it would not be most pro- Horace. per for the Lords to rise immediately y Owe, the same as own, upon Macbetb's breaking out, Avaz nt, z H. J. and C. read cbeek for cheeks, and quit my figbt, &c. and that upon for the sake (I suppose) of the concord perceiving them standing, after he had with the verbfis; but it is the Ruby of recovered from his fright, it is, that be the cheeks, and not the cheek, that is fays, Prag you fit fill.

blanchid.

a The three last fo's, signs for fights.

b

с

C B E T H.
Stand not upon the order of your going,
But go at once.

Len. Good night, and better health
Attend his Majesty!
Lady. • A kind good-night to all.

[Exeunt Rosse, Lenox, Lords, and Attendants. Macb. It will have blood, they say, blood will have blood. Stones have been known to move, and trees to speak ; · Augurs that understood relations, have * By maggot-pies, and choughs, and rooks brought forth The secret'st man of blood.-What is the night?

Lady. Almost at odds with morning which is which.

Macb. How fay'st thou, that Macduff denies his person, At our great bidding ?

Lady. Did you send to him, Sir?

Macb. I hear it by the way; but I will send. * There's not a one of them, but in his house I keep a servant fee’d. I will to-morrow & ( And betimes I will) a to the i weird fifters; More shall they speak; for now I am bent to know, By the worst means, the worst: for mine own good, All causes shall give way; I am in blood

Stept in so far, that should I wade no more.

h

k

b P. and all after, except 6. omit A kird.

© The fo's, Airguves, arid underfivod relations, &c.

d W. and J. underfi and for under. food.

€ So all before P; he and all after, By mag-pies, and ly cbougbs, &c.

f P. There is not one, &c. T. and all after, There's not a Thane of, &c.

E P. and all after omit And.
h P. and all after, unto for 10.

i The three last fo's and R, wizard for weird,

k The three laft fo's and R. Speat

for Stepi.

Returning

Returning were as tedious as I go o'er.
Strange things I have in head, that will to hand;
Which must be a&ted, ere they may be scann'd.

Lady. You lack the season of all natures, sleep.

Macb. Come, we'll " to sleep; my strange and self-abuse Is the initiate fear that wants hard use: We are yet but young" in deed.

[Exeunt,

Thunder. Enter the three Witches, meeting Hecate,

i Witch. Why, how now, Hecat? you

look angerly,
Hec. Have I not reason, Beldams, as you are ?
Saucy and over-bold, how did you dare
To trade and traffic with Macbeth,
In riddles, and affairs of death;
And I, the mistress of your charins,
The close contriver of all harms,
Was never call’d to bear my part,
Or shew the glory of our art ?

. In the fo's and C. scene 5; in R.

scene 4

1 H. going for go. m W. 100 for to.

So T. W.J. and C; H. in deeds; the reft, indeed.

P No description in fo's.

CB E T

C Ε Τ

a

And, which is worse, all you have done
Hath been but for a ? wayward fon,
Spightful and wrathful; who, as others do,
Loves for his own ends, not for you.
But make amends now; get you gone,
And at the pit of Acheron
Meet me i' th’ morning; thither he
Will come, to know his destiny;
Your vefsels and your spells provide,
Your charms, and every thing beside
I am for th' air; this night I'll spend
Unto a ditinal, and a fatal end.
Great business must be wrought erc noon:
Upon the corner of the moon
There hangs a vap'rous drop, profound;
I'll catch it ere it come to ground;
And that, distillid by magic flights,
Shall raise such artificial sprights,
As, by the strength of their illusion,
Shall draw him on to his confusion.
He Mall spurn fate, scorn death, and bear
His hopes 'bove wisdom, grace, and fear;
And you all know, security
Is mortals' chiefest enemy.

[ Music and a feng.
Hark, I am call’d; my little spirit, see,
Sits in : a foggy cloud, and stays for me.
s

[Sing within. Come away, come away, &c. 1 Witih. Come, let's make haste, she'll soon be back again.

{Exeunt.

2

Len. My former speeches have but hit your thoughts, Which can interpret farther. Only I say, Things have been strangely born. The gracious Duncan Was pitied of Macbeth-marry, he was dead: And the right-valiant 'Banquo walk'd too late, Whom

you may say, if ’t please you, Fleanie kill'd, For Fleance fled. Men must not walk too late.

Who cannot want the thought, how monstrous:
It was for Malcolm and for Donalbain
To kill their gracious father? dainned fa&t!
How " it did grieve Macbeth! did he not straight
In pious rage, the two delinquents tear,
That were the flaves of drink, and thralls of sleep?
Was not that nobly done? ay, ? and wisely too;

z

w

Scene

! Iâ the fo's and C. Scene 6; in R. reads, You cannat want, &c. 5.

* P. and all after, except C. add too u No description in the fo's, R. P, after monstrous. and H.

y P. and all after, except C. did it for * The meaning here should seein to it did. be, Who cani want the tbougbe, &c. or, z P. and all after, except C. opit bo capact have the thougbt, &c. H. anda