Luc. Thanks, gentle Romans: may I govern Stand all aloof; but, uncle, draw you near, Mar. Ay, tear for tear, and loving kiss for kiss, Luc. Come hither, boy; come, come, and learn of us Meet and agreeing with thy infancy; Friends fhould affociate friends, in grief and woe. SCENE VII Enter Romans with Aaron. Rom. You fad Andronici, have done with woes. Give fentence on this execrable wretch, That hath been breeder of these dire events. Luc. Set him breast-deep in earth, and famish him. There let him ftand, and rave and cry for food. If any one relieves or pities him, For the offence he dies. This is our doom. Aar. O, why fhould wrath be mute and fury dumb!I am no baby, I, that with base prayers I fhould repent the evil I have done. Ten Ten thousand worfe, than ever yet I did, I do repent it from my very foul. Luc. Some loving friends convey the Emp'ror hence, No funeral rites, nor man in mournful weeds, [Exeunt omnes. VOL. VI. U. THE THE TRAGEDY OF MACBETH †. DRAMATIS PERSONE. DUNCAN, King of Scotland. Young Siward, his fon. Malcolm, Jons to the King. Seyton, an officer attending on Donald Bane, Macbeth. Doctor. Lady Macbeth. Lady Macduff. Gentlervomen attending on Lady Hecate, and three other Witches. diers, and Attendants. The Ghoft of Banquo, and several other Apparitions. SCENE, in the end of the fourth a&, lies in England; through the reft of the play, in Scotland, and chiefly at Macbeth's cafile. ACT I. SCENE I. An open place. Thunder and lightning. Enter three Witches. x Witch. W HEN fhall we three meet again? In thunder, lightning, or in rain? 2 Witch. When the hurly-burly's done, When the battle's loft and won. 3 Witch. That will be ere fet of fun. 2 Witch. Upon the heath. 3 Witch. There I go to meet Macbeth. 1 Wch. I come, I come, Grimalkin. 2 Witch, This is fuppofed to be a true hiftory; taken from Hector Boetius, and other Scottish chroniclers. All. Fair is foul, and foul is fair; Hover through the fog and filthy air. [They rife from the stage, and fly away.` SCENE II. Changes to the palace at Forres. Enter King, Malcolm, Donald Bane, Lenox, with Attendants, meeting a bleeding Captain. King. What bloody man is that? he can report, Mal. This is the Serjeant, Who, like a good and hardy foldier, fought Capt. Doubtful long it ftood; As two spent fwimmers that do cling together, Do fwarm upon him) from the western isles Like Valour's minion carved out his paffage, Who ne'er fhook hands, nor bid farewel to him, King. Oh, valiant coufin! worthy Gentleman! Compell'd these skipping kernes to trust their heels; U 2 With With furbish'd arms, and new fupplies of men, Began a fresh affault. King. Difmay'd not this Our Captains, Macbeth and Banquo ? As fparrows, eagles; or the hare, the lion. I cannot tell But I am faint, my gashes cry for help.— King. So well thy words become thee, as thy wounds: They fmack of honour both. Go, get him furgeons. Enter Roffe and Angus. But who comes here? Mal. The worthy Thane of Roffe. Len. What hafte looks through his eyes? So fhould he look that feems to speak things ftrange. Roffe. God fave the King! King. Whence cam'ft thou, worthy Thane? Roffe. From Fife, great King, Where the Norweyan banners flout the fky, And fan our people cold. Norway, himself with numbers terrible, The Thane of Cawdor, 'gan a dismal conflict; The victory fell on us. King. Great happiness ! Roffe. Now Sweno, Norway's King, craves compofi Nor would we deign him burial of his men, double is here used for great, and not for two. + memorize, for make. i. e. that feems as if he would speak. [tion: Till . . gave him as good as he brought, fhew'd he was his equal, |