SCENE VII. The fame. A Room in the Caftle. Hautbays and torches. Enter, and pass over the ftage, a fewer, and divers fervants with dishes and fervice. enter MACBETH. Then Mach. If it were done, when 'tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly: If the affaffination Could trammel up the confequence, and catch, Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, That tears shall drown the wind. I have no fpur Vaulting Vaulting ambition, which o'er-leaps itself, And falls on the other.-How now! what news? Enter Lady MACBETH. Lady M. He has almost supp'd; Why have you left the chamber? Macb. Hath he ask'd for me? Lady M. Know you not, he has ? ̈ Which would be worn now in their newest gloss, Lady M. Was the hope drunk, Wherein you dress'd yourself? hath it slept fince ? Macb. Pr'ythee, peace: dare do all that may become a man; Who dares do more, is none. Lady M. That made What beast was it then, you break this enterprize to me? When you durft do it, then you were a man ; And, to be more than what you were, you would Be fo much more the man. Nor time, nor place, Did then adhere, and yet you would make both : They have made themselves, and that their fitness now C Does Does unmake you. I have given fuck; and know Macb. If we should fail, We fail! Macb. Bring forth men-children only! For thy undaunted mettle should compose Nothing but males. Will it not be receiv'd, When we have mark'd with blood those sleepy two Lady M. Who dares receive it other, As we shall make our griefs and clamour roar Macb. I am settled, and bend up Each corporal agent to this terrible feat. Away, and mock the time with fairest fhow: Falfe face muft hide what the falfe heart doth know. [Exeunt. ACT ACT II. SCENE I. The fame. Court within the Castle. Enter BANQUO, and FLEANCE; and a Servant, with a torch before them. Ban. How goes the night, boy? Fle. The moon is down; I have not heard the clock. Ban. And fhe goes down at twelve. Fle. I take't, 'tis later, fir. Ban. Hold, take my fword:-There's husbandry in heaven, Their candles are all out.-Take thee that too. And yet I would not fleep: Merciful powers! Enter MACBETH, and a Servant with a torch. Macb. A friend. Ban. What, fir, not yet at reft? The king's a-bed: He hath been in unufual pleasure, and Sent forth great largess to your offices: This diamond he greets your wife withal, By the name of most kind hostess; and shut up Macb. Being unprepar'd, Our will became the servant to defect; Which else should free have wrought. Ban. All's well. I dreamt last night of the three weird fifters: Macb. Macb. I think not of them: Yet, when we can entreat an hour to ferve, If you would grant the time. Ban. At your kind'ft leifure. Macb. If you fhall cleave to my confent,-when 'tis, It shall make honour for you. Ban. So I lofe none, In seeking to augment it, but fill keep Macb. Good repose, the while! Ban. Thanks, fir; The like to you! [Exit BANQUO. Macb. Go, bid thy mistress, when my drink is ready, She strike upon the bell. Get thee to bed. [Exit Servant. Is this a dagger, which I fee before me, The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee: I have thee not; and yet I see thee still. To feeling, as to fight? or art thou but As this which now I draw. Thou marshal'st me the way that I was going; Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other fenfes, And on thy blade, and dudgeon, gouts of blood, Thus to mine eyes.-Now o'er the one half world The |