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King: Welcome hither :
I have begun to plant thee, and will labour
To make thee full of growing. Noble Banquo,
Thou hast no less deserv'd, and must be known
No less to have done fo. Let me enfold thee,
And hold thee to my heart.
.: Ban. There if I grow,
The harvest is your own.

King. My plenteous joys,
Wanton in fulness, seek to hide themselves
In drops of sorrow. Sons, kinsmen, Thanes,
And you whose places are the nearest, know,
We will establish our eftate upon
Our eldest Malcolm, whom we name hereafter
The Prince of Cumberland; which honour must,
Not accompanied, invest him only,
But figns of Nobleness, like stars, shall shine
On all deservers.--Hence to Inverness,
And bind us further to you.
Macb. The Rest is Labour, which is not us'd for

I'll be myself the harbinger, and make joyful
The hcaring of my wife with your approach;
So humbly take my

King. My worthy Cawdor!

Macb. The Prince of Cumberland !—That is a step, On which I must fall down, or else o'er-leap, [Afide. For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires ! ? Let not light see my black and deep desires ;


feudal Tenants to their Lord. and deep defires; ] As the And it was an artful preparation Poets make the stars the lamps to aggravate the following mur- of Night, and their fires for her der to make the speaker here use, and not their own, I take it confe!s, that he was engaged the for granted that Shakespear wrote, protector of the King's life, -as Let not night see, &c. bound by his tenure to preserve which mends both the expresion it.

WAR BURTON. and sense. For ligbı cannot well ? Let no: LICHT fee my black be made a person; but sigbtmay:

The eye wink at the hand! yet let that be,
Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see. [Exit.

King. True, worthy Banquo ; he is full so valiant;
And in his commendations I am fed;
It is a banquet to me. Let us after him,
Whose care is before to bid us welcome:
It is a peerless kinsman.

[Flourish. Exeunt,


S CE N E VII. Changes to an Apartment in Macbeth's Castle, at


Enter Lady Macbeth alone, with a letter, Lady. THEY met me in the day of success; and ,

I have learn'd' by the perfectest report, they have more in them than mortal knowledge. When I burnt in desire to question them further, they made themselves air, into which they vanilk'd. While I stood rapt in the wonder of it, came Misives from the King, wbo all-baild me, Thane of Cawdor ; by which title, before, these weyward filters saluted me, and referr'd me to the coming on of time, with hail, King that shalt bę! This 'bave I thought good to deliver thee, my deareft Partner

of Greatness, tłct thiu mightft not lose the dues of rom joicing, by being ignorant of what Greatness is promis'd thee. Lay it to thy heart, and farewel. and the verb fee relates to per- reading gives an easy and com. sonality. The sense is finer, as modious sense, it is not to be alit implies, in this reading. an tered, even though something unwillingness to trust even Night more elegant might be proposed. with his design, tho’ she be the by the perfecte reporr.) By common Baud (as our author the best intelligence. Dr. Warfomewhere calls her) to such kind burton would read, perfected, and of secrets.

explains report by preaiction. Noctem peccatis, & fraudibus Little regard can be paid to an

objice nubem. WARBURTON. emendation that instead of clearThis emendation is not at all ing the sense, makes it dif. pecessary; for when the present ficult.


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Glamis thou art, and Cawdor -and shalt be
What thou art promis’d. Yet do I fear thy nature;
It is too full o'th' milk of human kindness,
To catch the nearest way. Thou would'st be great ;
Art not without ambition; but without
The illness should attend it. What thou would'It

That would'st thou holily; would's not play false,
And yet would'It wrongly win ; · thou’dst have, great

That which cries, thus thou must do, if thou have it;
And That which rather thou dost fear 10 do,
Than wisbeft mould be undone. Hie thee hither,
That I may pour my spirits in thine ear,
And chastife with the valour of my tongue
All that impedes thee from the golden Round,
3 Which fate, and metaphysical aid, doth seem
To have thee crown'd withal.

Tboudt bave, great golden Round is the Diadem.
That which cries, thus thou Whicb fare, and metaphysical
must do, if thou have it ;

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And That, &c.] As the ob To have thee crown'dwitbal.)
ject of Macbat b's defire is here Metaphysical for supernatural. But
introduced speaking of itself, it doth seem to ba vetbeecro-ın'd with
is necessary to read,

al, is not fense.' To make it so, Thou'df bave, great it should be supplied thus, deb Glamis,

Jeean desirous to have. But no poThat which cries, thus thou etic licence would excuse this.

must do, if thcu have me. An easy alteration will restore 3 W'hich fate, and metaphysical the poet's true reading, ard, dorb seem

detb seem To bave thee crorun'd withal.] To bave crown'd thee witbal. For feem, the sense evidently di, i.e. they seem already to have rects us to read frek. The crown crown'd thee, and yet thy difpoto which fate destines thee, and sition at present hinders it from which preternatural agent endea- taking effect. WARBURTON pour to bestow upon thee. The



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Enter Messenger.
What is your tidings ?

: The King comes here to night.
Lady. Thou'rt mad to say it.
Is not thy master with him ? who, wer't so,
Would have inform'd for preparation.

Més. So pleate you, it is true; our Thane is coming,
One of my fellows had the speed of him;
Who, almost dead for breath, had scarcely more
Than would make up his message,

Lady. Give him rending; He brings great news. 4 Thę raven himself is hoarse,

[Exit. Mej


The raven himself is nious, the most frightful bearer baarji, &c.) What sense can agreeable. A thought exprefled he made out of this I do not find. in the inoit sublime imagery conHad the expresion been, The ceivable ; and best adapted to raven is boar]e with croaking, it the confidence of her views. might have fignified her confi- For as the rayen was thought 4 dence that Duncan's entrance bird of omen, it was the prowould be fatal; and her impa. perest to initance in, both as tience to put the decrees of fate that imagination made its hoarse in execution ; sentiments agree- voice ftill naturally more odious, able enough to her situation and and as that was a notice of the temper.. But had Shakespear designs of fate which she could meant this, he would have expref- confide in. But this effect of sed his meaning properly, as he the difpoficions of the mind upon knew so well how to do it. Į the organs of sense our poet defuppose, therefore, the text to lighted to describe. Thus, in a be corrupt, and that we should contrary cafe, where the chauntread,

ing of the lark in Romeo and Ju* The raven bimsel;'s not ļoarse. liei brings ill news, he makes The messenger tells her of one the person concerned in, it say, who has just brought the a 'Tis Jaid the lark and leasbed greeable news of Duncan's com

toad chang!d eyes: ing. Give bim tending (says she) Oh now I war they have be brings great news, i. c. treat chang’d voices too. WARB. him as the bringer of good The reading proposed by the news deserves. This is so very learned coinmentator is fo fpeacceptable, that it would render cious that I am scarcely willing the most mocking voice harmo- to oppose 'it; yet I think the


That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan
Under my battlements. Come, all you Spirits
That tend on ' mortal thoughts, unsex me here;
And fill me, from the crown to th' toe, top-full
Of direct cruelty; make thick my blood,
Stop up th' access and passage to Remorse,
That no compunctious visitings of nature
Shake my fell purpose, o nor keep peace between
Th' effect and it. Come to my woman's breasts,
And * take my milk for gall, you murth'ring ministers,
Where-ever in your sightless substances
* You wait on Nature's mischief.—Come, thick night!

pace between

present words may stand. The differently, perhaps thus : messenger, says the servant, had

That no compunctions visitings hardly breath to make up bis mef of nature Jage; to which the lady answers Shake my fell purpose, nor keep mentally, that he may well want breath, such a message would Tb effet and it. add hoarseness to the raven. To keep pace between may figni. That even the bird, whose harsh fy 10 pass between, to intervene. voice is accustomed to predict Pace is on many occasions a facalamities, could not croak the vourite of Shakespeare. This entrance of Duncan but in a note phrase is indeed not usual in this of unwonted harshness.

fenfe, but was it not its novelty s--mortal thoughts,-) This that gave occasion to the present expression signifies not thethoughts corruption ? of mortals, but murtherous, diadly, or destructive designs. So in nor keep peace bet queen) Act 5th,

Keep peace, for go between fimp. Hold fast the mortal fword. ly. The allusion to officers of And in another place,

justice who keep peace between With twenty mortal murthers.

rioters by going between them. nor keep peace between

WARBURTON. TH' effect, and it. The

take my milk for gall.) intent of lady Macbeth evidently Take away my milk, and put gall is to wish that no womanish ten- in the prace. derness, or confcientious remorse, 7 You wait on nature's milmay hinder her purpose from chief:-) Nature, for hu. proceeding to effect; but neither man.

WARBURTON, this, nor indeed any other sense, Nature's mischief is mischief is expressed by the present read- done to nature, violation of naing, and therefore it cannot be ture's order committed by wickdoubted that Shakespeare wrote edness,


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