Macb. They have tied me to a stake; I can- On mine own sword? whiles I see lives, the not fly, [They fight and Young SIWARD is slain. Alarums. Enter MACDUFF. [Exit. gashes Do better upon them. Macd. Re-enter MACDUFF. Macd. Macb. 40 Macd. 45 Macb. Accursed te that tongue that tells me For it hath cow'd my better part of man: Macd. That way the noise is. Tyrant, show That keep the word of promise to our ear, And break it to our hope. I'll not fight with thee. 52 If thou be'st slain and with no stroke of mine, My wife and children's ghosts will haunt me And live to be the show and gaze o' the time: still. 16 We'll have thee, as our rarer monsters are, Painted upon a pole, and underwrit, 'Here may you see the tyrant.' Macb. I will not yield, 56 To kiss the ground before young Malcolm's feet, And to be baited with the rabble's curse. Though Birnam wood be come to Dunsinane, And thou oppos'd, being of no woman born, 60 Yet I will try the last: before my body I throw my war-like shield. Lay on, Macduff, And damn'd be him that first cries, 'Hold, enough!' [Exeunt, fighting. Retreat. Flourish. Re-enter, with drum and colours, MALCOLM, Old SIWARD, Ross, Thanes, and Soldiers. Mal. I would the friends we miss were safe arriv'd. 64 Ross. Ay, on the front. Hail, King of Scotland! 88 [Flourish. Mal. We shall not spend a large expense of time Took off her life; this, and what needful else 100 That calls upon us, by the grace of Grace Siw. Why then, God's soldier be he! 76 We will perform in measure, time, and place: Had I as many sons as I have hairs, I would not wish them to a fairer death: And so, his knell is knoll'd. So, thanks to all at once and to each one, Whom we invite to see us crown'd at Scone. 104 [Flourish. Exeunt. Who hath reliev'd you? Fran. Give you good-night. Mar. Ber. Bernardo has my place. [Exit. Holla! Bernardo! Say, A piece of him. What! is Horatio there? Hor. Ber. Welcome, Horatio; welcome, good Marcellus. 20 Mar. What! has this thing appear'd again to-night? Ber. I have seen nothing. 24 28 Mar. Horatio says 'tis but our fantasy, And will not let belief take hold of him Touching this dreaded sight twice seen of us: Therefore I have entreated him along With us to watch the minutes of this night; That if again this apparition come, He may approve our eyes and speak to it. Hor. Tush, tush! 'twill not appear. Ber. Sit down awhile, And let us once again assail your ears, That are so fortified against our story, What we two nights have seen. 32 Hor. Well, sit we down, And let us hear Bernardo speak of this. Ber. Last night of all, When yond same star that's westward from the pole 36 Had made his course to illume that part of heaven Where now it burns, Marcellus and myself, The bell then beating one,— What might be toward, that this sweaty haste Mar. Peace! break thee off; look, where it Doth make the night joint-labourer with the comeз again! Enter Ghost. 40 Is it not like the king? Such was the very armour he had on 'Tis strange. 56 day: At least, the whisper goes so. Our last king, 80 For so this side of our known world esteem'd Did slay this Fortinbras; who, by a seal'd compact, Well ratified by law and heraldry, Did forfeit with his life all those his lands 88 92 Had he been vanquisher; as, by the same covenant, 96 And carriage of the article design'd, ΙΟΥ 104 60 The source of this our watch and the chief head Of this post-haste and romage in the land. 64 Mar. Thus twice before, and jump at this dead hour, With martial stalk hath he gone by our watch. Hor. In what particular thought to work I But in the gross and scope of my opinion, 68 72 Ber. I think it be no other but e'en so; 108 Hor. A mote it is to trouble the mind's eye. 112 Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets; 116 Why this same strict and most observant watch Does not divide the Sunday from the week; 125 Re-enter Ghost. I'll cross it, though it blast me. Stay, illusion! Speak to me: If there be any good thing to be done, If thou art privy to thy country's fate, 128 132 136 Or if thou hast uphoarded in thy life Ber. Hor. Mar. Let's do't, I pray; and I this morning know Where we shall find him most conveniently. [Exeunt. SCENE II.-A Room of State in the Castle. Enter the KING, QUEEN, HAMLET, POLONIUS, LAERTES, VOLTIMAND, CORNELIUS, Lords, and Attendants. King. Though yet of Hamlet our dear brother's death The memory be green, and that it us befitted To be contracted in one brow of woe, 'Tis here! [Exit Ghost. The imperial jointress of this war-like state, 9 'Tis here! Mar. 'Tis gone! We do it wrong, being so majestical, To offer it the show of violence; For it is, as the air, invulnerable, And our vain blows malicious mockery. 144 With mirth in funeral and with dirge in mar riage, In equal scale weighing delight and dole, Ber. It was about to speak when the cock Taken to wife: nor have we herein barr'd 12 16 20 24 28 Your better wisdoms, which have freely gone 36 40 [Exeunt VOLTIMAND and CORNELIUS. |