You are contented to be led in triumph Thorough the streets of Rome ? Come hither, sirrah. Enter PINDARUS. And then I swore thee, saving of thy life, That whatsoever I did bid thee do, Bru. No, Cassius, no: think not, thou noble Roman, In Parthia did I take thee prisoner ; If we do meet again, we 'll smile indeed ; Thou shouldst attempt it. Come now, keep thine oath: [Dies. Pin. So, I am free; yet would not so have been, Durst I have done my will. O Cassius! Bru. Why then, lead on.—O, that a man might know Far from this country Pindarus shall run, The end of this day's business, ere it come! And then the end is known.-Come, ho! away! [Exeunt. SCENE II.-The Same. The Field of Battle. Alarum. Enter BRUTUS and MESSALA. Bru. Ride, ride, Messala, ride, and give these bills Unto the legions on the other side. [Loud Alarum. Let them set on at once; for I perceive But cold demeanour in Octavius' wing, And sudden push gives them the overthrow. Ride, ride, Messala: let them all come down. [Exeunt. SCENE III.-The Same. Another Part of the Field. Alarum. Enter CASSIUS and TITINIUS. Cas. O, look, Titinius, look! the villains fly. Myself have to mine own turn'd enemy: This ensign here of mine was turning back; I slew the coward, and did take it from him. Tit. O Cassius! Brutus gave the word too early; Who having some advantage on Octavius, Took it too eagerly; his soldiers fell to spoil, Whilst we by Antony are all enclos'd. Enter PINDARUS. Pin. Fly farther off, my lord, fly farther off; Cas. This hill is far enough. Look, look, Titinius; Titinius, if thou lov'st me, Mount thou my horse, and hide thy spurs in him, Till he have brought thee up to yonder troops, And here again; that I may rest assur'd, Whether yond' troops are friend or enemy. Where never Roman shall take note of him. Tit. These tidings will well comfort Cassius. [Exit. All disconsolate, With Pindarus, his bondman, on this hill. Tit. But Cassius is no more.-O setting sun! Mes. Mistrust of good success hath done this deed. O hateful error! melancholy's child, Why dost thou show to the apt thoughts of men The things that are not? O error! soon conceiv'd, Thou never com'st unto a happy birth, But kill'st the mother that engender'd thee. Tit. What, Pindarus! Where art thou, Pindarus? Mes. Seek him, Titinius, whilst I go to meet The noble Brutus, thrusting this report Into his ears: I may say, thrusting it; For piercing steel, and darts envenomed, Shall be as welcome to the ears of Brutus, As tidings of this sight. Tit. Hie you, Messala, And I will seek for Pindarus the while. [Exit MESSALA. Tit. I will be here again, even with a thought. [Exit. And bid me give it thee? Didst not thou hear their Alas! thou hast misconstrued every thing. But hold thee; take this garland on thy brow: Bru. Where, where, Messala, doth his body lie? He is slain. Cato. Bru. O Julius Cæsar! thou art mighty yet: Thy spirit walks abroad, and turns our swords In our own proper entrails. [Low Alarums. Cato. Brave Titinius! Should breed thy fellow.-Friends, I owe more tears [Exeunt. SCENE IV.-Another Part of the Field. Alarum. Enter, fighting, Soldiers of both Armies; then BRUTUS, CATO, LUCILIUS, and others. Bru. Yet, countrymen, O! yet hold up your heads. Cato. What bastard doth not? Who will go with me? I will proclaim my name about the field.I am the son of Marcus Cato, ho! A foe to tyrants, and my country's friend. I am the son of Marcus Cato, ho! [Charges the Enemy. [Exit, charging the Enemy. CATO is overpowered, Luc. O, young and noble Cato! art thou down? Why, now thou diest as bravely as Titinius, And may'st be honour'd being Cato's son. 1 Sold. Yield, or thou diest. Luc. Only I yield to die: There is so much that thou wilt kill me straight. Luc. Safe, Antony; Brutus is safe enough. Ant. This is not Brutus, friend; but, I assure you, [Exeunt. SCENE V.-Another Part of the Field. Enter BRUTUS, DARDANIUS, CLITUS, STRATO, and VOLUMNIUS. Bru. Come, poor remains of friends, rest on this rock. Cli. Statilius show'd the torch-light; but, my lord, He came not back: he is or ta'en, or slain. Bru. Sit thee down, Clitus; slaying is the word; It is a deed in fashion. Hark thee, Clitus. [Whispering. Cli. What! I, my lord? No, not for all the world. Bru. Peace then: no words. 1 Not in f. e. Cli. What ill request did Brutus make to thee? Bru. Come hither, good Volumnius: list a word. Why, this, Volumnius. Not so, my lord. Bru. Nay, I am sure it is, Volumnius. Thou seest the world, Volumnius, how it goes; Our enemies have beat us to the pit: [Low Alarums. It is more worthy to leap in ourselves, Than tarry till they push us. Good Volumnius, Thou know'st that we two went to school together; Even for that our love of old, I pray thee, Hold thou my sword-hilts whilst I run on it. Vol. That's not an office for a friend, my lord. [Alarum still. Cli. Fly, fly, my lord! there is no tarrying here. Bru. Farewell to you-and you;—and you, Volum[Shaking hands severally.1 Strato, thou hast been all this while asleep; Farewell to thee too, Strato.-Countrymen, My heart doth joy, that yet in all my life I found no man, but he was true to me. I shall have glory by this losing day, More than Octavius, and Mark Antony, By this vile conquest shall attain unto. So, fare you well at once; for Brutus' tongue Hath almost ended his life's history. nius. Night hangs upon mine eyes; my bones would rest, [Alarum. Cli. Fly, my lord, fly! Bru. Hence: I will follow. I pr'ythee, Strato, stay thou by thy lord. Stra. Give me your hand first: fare you well, my lord. [He runs on his Sword, and dies. Alarum. Retreat. Enter OCTAVIUS, ANTONY, MESSALA, LUCILIUS, and their Army. Oct. What man is that? Mes. My master's man.-Strato, where is thy master? And no man else hath honour by his death. Brutus, That thou hast prov'd Lucilius' saying true. Oct. All that serv'd Brutus I will entertain them. Fellow, wilt thou bestow thy time with me? Stra. Ay, if Messala will prefer me to you. Oct. Do so, good Messala. Mes. How died my master, Strato? Stra. I held the sword, and he did run on it. Mes. Octavius, then take him to follow thee, That did the latest service to my master. Ant. This was the noblest Roman of them all: All the conspirators, save only he, Did that they did in envy of great Cæsar; He, only, in a generous' honest thought Of common good to all, made one of them. 1 general in f. e. 2 And: in f. e His life was gentle; and the elements Oct. According to his virtue let us use him, [Exeunt. SIWARD, Earl of Northumberland, General of the Young SIWARD, his Son. SEYTON, an Officer attending Macbeth. An English Doctor. A Scotch Doctor. LADY MACBETH. LADY MACduff. FLEANCE, Son to Banquo. Gentlewoman attending Lady Macbeth. Lords, Gentlemen, Officers, Soldiers, Murderers, Attendants, and Messengers, The Ghost of Banquo, and other Apparitions. SCENE, in the end of the fourth Act, in England; through the rest of the Play, in Scotland. SCENE I.-An open Place. ACT I. Fair is foul, and foul is fair: Of Kernes and Gallowglasses3 is supplied; Like valour's minion, carv'd out his passage, Which ne'er shook hands, nor bade farewell to him, Dun. O, valiant cousin! worthy gentleman! 5 Hover through the fog and filthy air. [Witches vanish. So from that spring, whence comfort seem'd to come, 1 A name intimating the sownd of that it signifieth, as hurly burly, for an uprore and tumultuous stirre.-Peacham's Garden of Elo2 A toad. 4 3 Vide Second Part of Henry VI., Act iv., Sc. ix. quence, 1577. first folio. Pope changed "breaking" of second, to "break." quarry in folio. Johnson made the change. 5 Not in me," quoth I: "Aroint thee, witch!" the rump-fed ronyon3 cries. Her husband's to Aleppo gone, master o' the Tiger: But in a sieve I'll thither sail, And, like a rat without a tail, I'll do, I'll do, and I'll do. 2 Witch. I'll give thee a wind. 1 Witch. Thou art kind. 3 Witch. And I another. 1 Witch. I myself have all the other; And the very ports they blow, All the quarters that they know I' the shipman's card to show.✩ I'll drain him dry as hay: Sleep shall, neither night nor day, 2 Witch. Show me, show me. 1 Witch. Here I have a pilot's thumb, Wreck'd as homeward he did come. 3 Witch. A drum! a drum ! Macbeth doth come. All. The weird sisters, hand in hand, [Drum within. Posters of the sea and land, Enter MACBETH and BANQUO. Macb. So foul and fair a day I have not seen. That look not like th' inhabitants o' the earth, Speak, if you can.-What are you? 1 Witch. All hail! Macbeth! hail to thee, thane of Glamis ! 2 Witch. All hail, Macbeth! hail to thee, thane of Cawdor! 3 Witch. All hail, Macbeth! that shalt be king hereafter. Ban. Good sir, why do you start, and seem to fear Things that do sound so fair?—I' the name of truth, Are ye fantastical, or that indeed Which outwardly ye show? My noble partner That he seems rapt withal: to me you speak not. And say which grain will grow, and which will not, 1 Witch. Hail ! 2 Witch. Hail! 3 Witch. Hail ! 1 Witch. Lesser than, Macbeth, and greater. 2. Witch. Not so happy, yet much happier. 3 Witch. Thou shalt get kings, though thou be none. So, all hail, Macbeth, and Banquo! 1 Witch. Banquo, and Macbeth, all hail! No more than to be Cawdor. Say, from whence Ban. The earth hath bubbles, as the water has, Macb. Your children shall be kings. You shall be king. Macb. And thane of Cawdor too: went it not so? Rosse. The king hath happily receiv'd, Macbeth, His wonders and his praises do contend, 1 seems: in f. e. 2 Still used in the sense of driving away, or imprecation, in parts of England; "rynt thee," is a phrase addressed to cows, by milkmaids, when milking. 3 Fr. rogneux, scurf. The words "to show," are not in f. e. 5 Saxon, wyrd, fatal. 6 Hemlock. |