Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice And pity, like a naked new-born babe, That tears shall drown the wind. I have no spur Enter LADY MACBETH. How now! what news? LADY M. He has almost supp'd: why have you left the chamber? MACB. Hath he asked for me? LADY M. Know you not he has ? MACB. We will proceed no further in this business: He hath honour'd me of late; and I have bought Golden opinions from all sorts of people, Which would be worn now in their newest gloss, Not cast aside so soon. LADY M. Was the hope drunk 1 chal 1st; 3 host Such I account thy love. Wherein you dress'd yourself? hath it slept since? At what it did so freely? From this time Art thou afeard To be the same in thine own act and valour As thou art in desire? Wouldst thou have that MACB. Prithee, peace: I dare do all that may become a man; LADY M. What beast was 't, then, you break this enterprise to me? now Does unmake you. I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me: I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums, МАСВ. LADY M. If we should fail? We fail! But screw your courage to the sticking-place, And we'll not fail. When Duncan is asleep— МАСВ. Bring forth men-children only; For thy undaunted mettle should compose Nothing but males. Will it not be received, When we have mark'd with blood those sleepy two Of his own chamber and used their very daggers, That they have done't? LADY M. Who dares receive it other, As we shall make our griefs and clamour roar МАСВ. I am settled, and bend up Each corporal agent to this terrible feat. Away, and mock the time with fairest show: False face must hide what the false heart doth know. [Exeunt. ACT THE SECOND. SCENE I. Court of MACBETH's castle. Enter BANQUO, and FLEANCE bearing a torch BAN. How goes the night, boy? FLE. The moon is down; I have not heard the clock. BAN. And she goes down at twelve. FLE. I take 't, 'tis later, sir. BAN. Hold, take my sword. There's husbandry in heaven; Their candles are all out. Take thee that too. Enter MACBETH, and a Servant with a torch. Who's there? MACB. A friend. BAN. What, sir, not yet at rest? The king's a-bed: He hath been in unusual 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 In measureless content. MACB. Being unprepared, Our will became the servant to defect; BAN. All's well. I dreamt last night of the three weird sisters: I think not of them: МАСВ. that business, At your kind'st leisure. MACB. If you shall cleave to my consent, when 'tis, It shall make honour for you. BAN. So I lose none In seeking to augment it, but still keep МАСВ. Good repose the while! [Exeunt BANQUO and FLEANCE. BAN. Thanks, sir: the like to you! MACB. Go bid thy mistress, when my drink is ready, She strike upon the bell. Get thee to bed. [Exit Servant. Come, let me Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand? clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. |