MACB. The table's full. LEN. MACB. Where? Here is a place reserved, sir. LEN. Here, my good lord. What is't that moves your highness? MACB. Which of you have done this? LORDS. What, my good lord? MACB. Thou canst not say I did it: never shake Thy gory locks at me. Ross. Gentlemen, rise: his highness is not well. LADY M. Sit, worthy friends: my lord is often thus, And hath been from his youth: pray you, keep seat; He will again be well: if much you note him, Feed, and regard him not. Are you a man? LADY M. O proper stuff! This is the air-drawn dagger which, you said, Authorized by her grandam. Shame itself! You look but on a stool. When all's done, MACB. Prithee, see there! behold! look! lo! how say you? Why, what care I? If thou canst nod, speak too. If charnel-houses and our graves must send Those that we bury back, our monuments Shall be the maws of kites. LADY M. [Ghost vanishes. What, quite unmann'd in folly? Fie, for shame! MACB. If I stand here, I saw him. LADY M. MACB. Blood hath been shed ere now, i' the olden time, Ere human statute purged the gentle weal; LADY M. My worthy lord, Your noble friends do lack you. МАСВ. I do forget. Do not muse at me, my most worthy friends; I have a strange infirmity, which is nothing to all; Then I'll sit down. Give me some wine; fill full. LORDS. Our duties, and the pledge. E Re-enter Ghost. MACB. Avaunt! and quit my sight! let the earth hide thee! Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold; LADY M. Think of this, good peers, But as a thing of custom: 'tis no other; Approach thou like the rugged Russian bear, Why, so being gone, I am a man again. Pray you, sit still. LADY M. You have displaced the mirth, broke the good meeting, With most admired disorder. МАСВ. Can such things be, And overcome us like a summer's cloud, Without our special wonder? You make me strange Even to the disposition that I owe, When now I think you can behold such sights, And keep the natural ruby of your cheeks, When mine is blanch'd with fear. Ross. What sights, my lord? LADY M. I pray you, speak not; he grows worse and worse; Question enrages him. At once, good night: Stand not upon the order of But go at once. LEN. your going, Good night; and better health Attend his majesty ! LADY M. A kind good night to all! [Exeunt all but MACBETH and LADY M. MACB. It will have blood; they say, blood will have blood: Stones have been known to move and trees to speak; Augurs and understood relations have By magot-pies and choughs and rooks brought forth The secret'st man of blood. What is the night? LADY M. Almost at odds with morning, which is which. MACB. How say'st thou, that Macduff denies his person At our great bidding? LADY M. Did you send to him, sir? MACB. I hear it by the way; but I will send : There's not a one of them but in his house I keep a servant fee'd. I will to-morrow, And betimes I will, to the weird sisters: More shall they speak; for now I am bent to know, o'er : Returning were as tedious as go Strange things I have in head, that will to hand; Which must be acted ere they may be scann'd. LADY M. You lack the season of all natures, sleep. MACB. Come, we'll to sleep. My strange and self-abuse Is the initiate fear that wants hard use: We are yet but young in deed. [Exeunt. SCENE V. Thunder. A Heath. Enter the three Witches, meeting HECATE. FIRST WITCH. Why, how now, Hecate ! you angerly. look HEC. Have I not reason, beldams as you are, Saucy and overbold? How did you dare To trade and traffic with Macbeth In riddles and affairs of death; And, which is worse, all you have done Meet me i' the morning: thither he Your vessels and your spells provide, |