LONDON: GEORGE BELL AND SONS, YORK STREET,

FLEANCE, Son to Banquo.

SIWARD, General of the English Forces.
SEYTON, an Officer attending on Macbeth.

A Doctor.

A Soldier.

Lady MACBETH.

Gentlewoman attending on Lady Macbeth.
Hecate, and three Witches.

Lords, Gentlemen, Officers, Soldiers, and Attendants.

SCENE, in the end of the Fourth Act, lies in England; through the rest of the play, in Scotland; and, chiefly, at Macbeth's Castle.

NOTE.-The following version is reprinted from the copy of Shakspere used by the iate Charies Kemble in his public readings. By its careful abridgment, by the omission of all objectionable passages, and the occasional accentuation of emphatic words, it is well adapted for school use, with a view to which short notes have also been appended.

MACBETH.

ACT I.

An open Place.

Thunder and Lightning. Enter three Witches.

sun.

I Witch.

HEN shall we three meet again
In thunder, lightning, and in rain?
2 Witch. When the hurlyburly's done,
When the battle's lost and won.

3 Witch. That will be ere the set of

I Witch. Where the place?

2 Witch.

Upon the heath:

3 Witch. There I go to meet Macbeth. All. Fair is foul, and foul is fair:

Hover through fog and filthy air.

[Witches vanish.

A Camp near Fores.

Alarum within. Enter King DUNCAN, MALCOLM, DONALBAIN, LENOX, with Attendants, meeting a bleeding Soldier.

Mal.

Duncan.

HAT bloody man is that? He can report,
As seemeth by his plight, of the revolt
The newest state.

This is the sergeant, who
Like a right good and hardy soldier, fought
'Gainst my captivity :—Hail, hail, brave friend!
Say to the king the knowledge of the broil,
As thou didst leave it.

Sold.

Doubtful long it stood;

As two spent swimmers, that do cling together,
And choke their art. The merciless Macdonel
Show'd like a rebel; but was all too weak;
For brave Macbeth (well he deserves that name),
Disdaining fortune, with his brandish'd steel,
Carv'd out his passage, till he fac'd the slave;
And fix'd his head upon our battlements.
Dun. O valiant cousin!

Sold.

King of Scotland, mark:

No sooner justice had, with valour arm'd,

Compell'd these skipping Kerns to trust their heels;
But the Norweyan lord, with new supplies,
Began a fresh assault.

Dun.

Dismay'd not this

Our captains, brave Macbeth and Banquo?
Sold.

As sparrows, eagles; or the hare, the lion!
But I am faint, my gashes cry for help.

Yes;

Dun. So well thy words become thee, as thy

wounds;

They smack of honour both.-But who comes here? [Exit Soldier attended.

Enter ROSSE and ANGUS.

God save the king!

Mal. The worthy thane of Rosse.
Rosse.
Dun. Whence cam'st thou, worthy thane?
Rosse.
Where the Norweyan banners flout the sky,
And fan our people cold. Norway himself,
Assisted by that most disloyal traitor

From Fife, great king;

The thane of Cawdor, 'gan a dismal conflict:
Point against point, rebellious arm 'gainst arm,
Curbing his lavish spirit.-To conclude,

The victory fell on us ;

Dun.

Great happiness!

Rosse. Now Sweno, Norway's king, craves com

position;

Nor would we deign him burial of his men,

Till he disbursed, at Saint Colmes' Isle,

Ten thousand dollars to our general use.

Dun. No more that thane of Cawdor shall deceive Our bosom's trust :-Pronounce his present death, And with his former title greet Macbeth. [Exeunt.