MACBETH by William Shakespeare
(Edited for Production By Dr. Heller.
Borrowed and Edited By Gail Munz and Nazum Uddin)
Dramatis Personae
MACBETH - Nazum Uddin
LADY MACBETH - Imih Go
DUNCAN - Jose Ramos
MALCOLM - Ahsan Karim
DONALBAIN - Gimel James
BANQUO - Pritiza Paromita
MACDUFF - Sakif Hussain
LENNOX - Shahrin Hoque
ROSS - Mohammad Refat
MENTEITH - Fawzia Rahman
ANGUS - Semita Chowdhoury
CAITHNESS - Gabriella Apeadu
FLEANCE - Jaskirat Multani
SIWARD - Anthony Rampersuad
YOUNG SIWARD - Afifa Ahmed
SEYTON - James Cordy
ENGLISH DOCTOR - Salma Aguilar
SCOTCH DOCTOR - Ali Eltayeib
CAPTAIN - Mohit Chandra
SERVANT - Nathalie Rivas
HECATE - Zach Reyes
THREE WITCHES - Poonam Dass, Wardah Javid, Monisha Paul
TWO MURDERERS - Raphael Forde, Sraboni Paul
THREE APPARITIONS - Shuvranil Sommader, Kianna Acevedo, Norylhyn Bainbridge
STAGE MANAGERS - Kumar Nandlall, Umesh Choon, Karen Dukharan
Act 1 Scene 1 -- [An open place]
Enter THREE WITCHES
FIRST WITCH
When shall we three meet again?
In thunder, lightning, or in rain?
SECOND WITCH
When the hurlyburly’s done,
When the battle’s lost and won.
THIRD WITCH
That will be ere the set of sun.
FIRST WITCH
Where the place?
SECOND WITCH
Upon the heath.
THIRD WITCH
There to meet with Macbeth.
FIRST WITCH
I come, Graymalkin!
ALL THREE WITCHES
Paddock calls-anon!
Fair is foul, and foul is fair:
Hover through the fog and filthy air.
Exuent
Act 1 Scene 2 -- [A camp]
Enter DUNCAN, MALCOLM, DONALBAIN, LENNOX, MACDUFF, CAITHNESS, ANGUS and MENTEITH meeting a wounded CAPTAIN
DUNCAN
What bloody man is that?
MALCOLM
This is the Sergeant,
Who, like a good and hardy soldier, fought
Against my captivity. -- Hail, brave friend!
Say to the King the knowledge of the broil,
As thou didst leave it.
CAPTAIN
Mark, King of Scotland, mark: The merciless Macdonwald
(Worthy to be a rebel, for to that
The multiplying villainies of nature
Do swarm upon him) from the western isles
Of Kerns and Gallowglasses is supplied;
But brave Macbeth (well he deserves that name),
Disdaining Fortune, with his brandished steel,
Carved out his passage, ‘till he faced the slave,
And fixed his head upon our battlements.
DUNCAN
Oh valiant cousin! Worthy gentleman!
CAPTAIN
But the Norwegian Lord, surveying vantage,
With furbish’d arms, and new supplies of men,
Began a fresh assault.
DUNCAN
Dismay’d not this
Our captains, Macbeth and Banquo?
CAPTAIN
I cannot tell --
But I am faint, my gashes cry for help.
DUNCAN
So well thy words become thee, as thy wounds:
They smack of honor both. -- Go, get him surgeons.
Exit CAPTAIN assisted by CAITHNESS and MENTEITH. Enter ROSS.
DUNCAN
Who comes here?
MALCOLM
The worthy Thane of Ross.
ROSS
God save the King!
DUNCAN
Where cam’st thou, worthy Thane?
ROSS
From Fife, great King,
Where the Norwegian banners flout the sky,
And fan our people cold. Norway himself,
With terrible numbers,
Assisted by that most disloyal traitor,
The Thane of Cawdor, began a dismal conflict.
Until Macbeth confronted him
Point against point, rebellious arm against arm,
Curbing his lavish spirit: and, to conclude,
The victory fell on us; --
DUNCAN
Great happiness!
No more that Thane of Cawdor shall deceive
Our bosom interest. -- Go pronounce his present death,
And with his former title greet Macbeth.
Exuent
Act 1 Scene 3 -- [A Heath]
FIRST WITCH
Where hast thou been, Sister?
SECOND WITCH
Killing swine.
THIRD WITCH
Sister, where thou?
FIRST WITCH
A sailor’s wife had chestnuts in her lap,
And mounched and mounched and mounched: “Give me,” quoth I: --
“Aroint thee, witch!” the rump-fed ronyon cries.
Her husband’s to Aleppo gone, master of 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.
SECOND WITCH
I’ll give the a wind.
FIRST WITCH
Thou art kind.
THIRD WITCH
And I another.
FIRST WITCH
I myself have all the other.
Weary seven-nights nine times nine,
Shall he dwindle, peak, and pine:
Though his bark cannot be lost,
Yet it shall be tempest-tossed.
Look what I have.
SECOND WITCH
Show me, show me.
FIRST WITCH
Here I have a pilot’s thumb.
Wracked, as homeward he did come.
THIRD WITCH
A drum! A drum!
Macbeth doth come.
ALL THREE WITCHES
The Weird Sisters, hand in hand,
Posters of the sea and land,
Thus do go about, about:
Thrice to thine, and thrice to mine,
And thrice again to make up nine
Peace! -- the charm’s wound up.
Enter MACBETH and BANQUO
MACBETH
So foul and fair a day I have not seen.
BANQUO
What are these,
So wither’d and so wild in their attire,
That look not like the inhabitants of the earth,
And yet are on it?
MACBETH
Speak if you can: -- what are you?
FIRST WITCH
All hail, Macbeth! Hail to thee, Thane of Glamis!
SECOND WITCH
All hail, Macbeth! Hail to thee, Thane of Cawdor!
THIRD WITCH
All hail, Macbeth, that shalt be King hereafter.
BANQUO
My noble partner you greet with great prediction
Of noble having, and of royal hope.
To me you speak not.
If you can look into the seeds of time,
And say which grain will grow, and which will not,
Speak then to me.
FIRST WITCH
Hail!
SECOND WITCH
Hail!
THIRD WITCH
Hail!
FIRST WITCH
Lesser than Macbeth, and greater.
SECOND WITCH
Not so happy, yet much happier.
THIRD WITCH
Thou shalt get kings, though thou be none:
So all hail, Macbeth and Banquo!
ALL THREE WITCHES
Banquo and Macbeth, all hail!
Exit ALL THREE WITCHES
MACBETH
Stay, you imperfect speakers, tell me more.
I know I am the Thane of Glamis, but how of Cawdor?
The Thane of Cawdor lives! And to be King
Stands not within the prospect of belief.
BANQUO
The earth hath bubbles, as the water has,
And these are of them.
MACBETH
Your children shall be kings.
BANQUO
You shall be King.
MACBETH
And Thane of Cawdor too; went it not so?
Enter ROSS and ANGUS
ROSS
The King hath happily received, Macbeth,
The news of thy success.
ANGUS
We are sent,
To give thee from our royal master thanks.
ROSS
He bade me, from him, call thee Thane of Cawdor;
In which addition, hail, most worthy Thane,
For it is thine.
BANQUO
What! Can the Devil speak true?
MACBETH
The Thane of Cawdor lives: why do you dress me
In borrowed robes?
ANGUS
Who was the Thane, lives yet;
But under heavy judgment bears that life
Which he deserves to lose,
For treasons capital, confessed and proved.
MACBETH
(to Banquo)
Do you not hope your children shall be kings?
BANQUO
This trusted hope
Might yet enkindle you unto the crown,
Besides the Thane of Cawdor.
MACBETH
(Aside)
If Chance will have me King, why, Chance may crown me,
Without my stir.
(to ROSS and ANGUS)
Kind gentlemen, I thank you for your pains.
Let us toward the King.
Exuent
Act I Scene 4 -- [Forres. A room in the palace.]
Enter DUNCAN, MALCOLM, DONALBAIN, LENNOX, MACDUFF, CAITHNESS, and MENTEITH meeting MACBETH, BANQUO, ROSS, and ANGUS
DUNCAN
O worthiest cousins!
The sin of my ingratitude even now
Was heavy on me.
MACBETH
The service and the loyalty we owe,
In doing it, pays itself.
DUNCAN
My plenteous joys seek to hide themselves
In drops of sorrow. -- Sons, kinsmen, Thanes,
And you whose places are the nearest, know,
We will establish our estate upon
Our eldest, Malcolm; whom we name hereafter
Prince of Cumberland. -- From hence to Inverness,
And bind us further to you.
MACBETH
I’ll be myself the harbinger, and make joyful
The hearing of my wife with your approach;
So, humbly take my leave.
DUNCAN
My worthy Cawdor!
MACBETH
(Aside)
The Prince of Cumberland! -- That is a step
On which I must fall down, or else overleap,
For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires!
Let not light see my black and deep desires.
Exit MACBETH
DUNCAN
True, worthy Banquo: he is full so valiant,
It is a banquet to me. Let’s after him.
Exuent
Act 1 Scene 5 -- [Inverness. A room in MACBETH’S castle]
Enter LADY MACBETH reading a letter.
LADY MACBETH
“...When I burned in desire to question them further, they made themselves air, into which they vanished. Whiles I stood rapt in the wonder of it, came missives from the King, who all-hailed me, “Thane of Cawdor”; by which title these Weird Sisters saluted me, and referred me to the coming on of time, with “Hail, King that shalt be!” This have I thought good to deliver thee (my dearest partner of greatness) that thou might not lose the dues of rejoicing, by being ignorant of what greatness is promised thee. Lay it to thy heart and farewell.”
Glamis thou art, and Cawdor; and shalt be
What thou art promised. -- Yet do I fear thy nature:
It is too full of the milk of human kindness,
To catch the nearest way. Thou wouldst be great;
Art not without ambition, but without
The illness should attend it.
Enter SERVANT
LADY MACBETH
What’s your tidings?
SERVANT
The King comes here tonight.
LADY MACBETH
Thou art mad to say it. Is not thy master with him?
SERVANT
So please 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 MACBETH
Give him tending:
He brings great news.
Exit SERVANT
LADY MACBETH
The raven himself is hoarse,
That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan
Under my battlements. Come, you Spirits
That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here,
And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full
Of direst cruelty! Make thick my blood,
Stop up the access and passage to remorse;
That no compunctious visitings of Nature
Shake my fell purpose! Come, thick Night,
And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of Hell,
That my keen knife see not the wound it makes.
Enter MACBETH
LADY MACBETH
Great Glamis! Worthy Cawdor!
Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter!
Thy letters have transported me beyond
This ignorant present, and I feel now
The future in the instant.
MACBETH
My dearest love,
Duncan comes here tonight.
LADY MACBETH
And when goes he hence?
MACBETH
Tomorrow, as he purposes.
LADY MACBETH
O! Never shall sun that morrow see!
To beguile the time,
Look like the time; bear welcome in your eye,
Your hand, your tongue: look like the innocent flower,
But be the serpent under it. He that’s coming
Must be provided for; and you shall put
This night’s great business into my dispatch.
MACBETH
We will speak further.
LADY MACBETH
Only look up clear.
To alter favor ever is to fear.
Exuent
Act 1 Scene 6 -- [Inverness. Before the Castle.]
Enter DUNCAN, MALCOLM, DONALBAIN, BANQUO, LENNOX, MACDUFF, ROSS, ANGUS, CAITHNESS, and MENTEITH
DUNCAN
This castle hath a pleasant seat; the air
Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself
Unto our gentle senses.
Enter LADY MACBETH
DUNCAN
See, see! Our honored hostess.
How you shall bid God reward us for your pains,
And thank us for your trouble.
LADY MACBETH
All our service,
In every point twice done, and then done double,
Were poor and single business, against those honors
Your Majesty loads our house.
DUNCAN
Where’s the Thane of Cawdor?
We coursed him at the heels, and had a purpose
To be his purveyor: but he rides well;
And his great love, sharp as his spur, hath helped him
To his home before us. Fair and noble hostess,
Conduct me to mine host: we love him highly,
And shall continue our graces towards him.
Exuent
Act 1 Scene 7 -- [Inverness. A room in the castle.]
Enter MACBETH
MACBETH
If it were done when ‘tis done, then ‘twere well
It were done quickly: if the assassination
Could trammel up the consequence, and this blow
Might be the be-all and the end-all -- here,
But we still have judgment here; that we but teach
Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return
To plague the inventor. He’s here in double trust:
First, as I am his kinsman and his subject,
Strong both against the deed; then, as his host,
Who should against his murderer shut the door,
Not bear the knife myself.
Enter LADY MACBETH
MACBETH
How now! What news?
LADY MACBETH
He hath almost supped. Why have you left the chamber?
MACBETH
Hath he asked for me?
LADY MACBETH
Know you not, he has?
MACBETH
We will proceed no further in this business:
He hath honored me of late; and I have bought
Golden opinions of all sorts of people,
Which would be worn now in their newest gloss,
Not cast aside so soon.
LADY MACBETH
Was the hope drunk,
Wherein you dress’d yourself? Hath it slept since?
And wakes it now, to look so green and pale
At what it did so freely? Art thou afraid? Wouldst
Thou live a coward in thy own esteem?
MACBETH
Prithee, peace.
I dare do all that may become a man;
Who dares do more is none.
LADY MACBETH
When you durst do it, then you were a man;
And, to be more than what you were, you would
Be so much more the man. I have given birth,
And know how tender ‘tis to love the babe that milks me.
I would, while it was smiling in my face,
Have dash’d his brains out, had I so sworn
As you have done to this.
MACBETH
If we should fail --
LADY MACBETH
We fail.
But screw your courage to the sticking place,
And we’ll not fail.
When Duncan is asleep, his two chamberlains
Will I with wine and wassail so convince,
The warder of the brain shall be a fume.
What cannot you and I perform upon
The unguarded Duncan? What not put upon
His spongy officers, who shall bear the guilt
Of our great quell?
MACBETH
Will it not be received,
When we have marked with blood those sleepy two
Of his own chamber, and used their very daggers,
That they have done it?
LADY MACBETH
Who dares receive it other?
MACBETH
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.
Act 2 Scene 1 -- [Inverness. A court within the castle]
Enter BANQUO and FLEANCE
BANQUO
How goes the night, boy?
FLEANCE
The moon is down. I have not heard the clock.
Enter MACBETH
BANQUO
Who’s there?
MACBETH
A friend.
BANQUO
What, Sir! Not yet at rest? The King’s abed.
I dreamt last night of the three Weird Sisters:
To you they have showed some truth.
MACBETH
I think not of them:
Yet, when we can entreat an hour to serve,
We would spend it in some words upon that business,
If you would grant the time.
BANQUO
At your kindest leisure.
MACBETH
Good repose, the while!
BANQUO
Thanks, sir. The like to you.
Exit BANQUO and FLEANCE
MACBETH
Is this a dagger, which I see before me,
The handle toward my hand? Come let me clutch thee:
I have thee not, and yet I see thee still.
Art thou not, fatal vision, sensile
To feeling, as to sight? Or art thou but
A dagger of the mind, a false creation,
Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
It is the bloody business which informs
Thus to mine eyes. -- Whiles I threat, he lives:
Words to the heat of deeds too cold breath gives.
I go and it is done; the bell invites me.
Hear it not, Duncan; for it is a knell
That summons thee to Heaven, or to Hell.
Exit MACBETH
Act 2 Scene 2 -- [The same]
Enter LADY MACBETH
LADY MACBETH
That which hath made them drunk hath made me bold:
What hath quenched them hath given me fire. He is about it.
The doors are open; and the surfeited grooms
Do mock their charge with snores. I laid their daggers ready;
He could not miss them. -- Had he not resembled
My father as he slept, I had done it.
Enter MACBETH
LADY MACBETH
My husband!
MACBETH
I have done the deed. -- Didst thou not hear a noise?
LADY MACBETH
I heard the owl scream and the crickets cry.
Did you not speak?
MACBETH
When?
LADY MACBETH
Now.
MACBETH
As I descended?
LADY MACBETH
Ay.
MACBETH
Hark!
Who lies in the second chamber?
LADY MACBETH
Donalbain.
MACBETH
This is a sorry sight.
LADY MACBETH
A foolish thought to say a sorry sight.
MACBETH
There’s one did laugh in his sleep, and one cried “Murder”
That they did wake each other. I stood and heard them;
But they did say their prayers, and addressed them
Again to sleep.
LADY MACBETH
Consider it not so deeply.
MACBETH
Methought I heard a voice cry “Sleep no more!
Macbeth does murder Sleep,” -- the innocent Sleep.
LADY MACBETH
Who was it that thus cried? Why, worthy Thane,
You do unbend your noble strength, to think
So brainsickly of things. Go, get some water,
And wash this filthy witness from your hand. --
Why did you bring these daggers from the place?
They must lie there: go, carry them, and smear
The sleepy grooms with blood.
MACBETH
I’ll go no more:
I am afraid to think what I have done;
Look on it again I dare not.
LADY MACBETH
Infirm of purpose!
Give me the daggers. If he do bleed,
I’ll gild the faces of the grooms withal,
For it must seem their guilt.
Exit LADY MACBETH. A knocking is heard.
MACBETH
Whence is that knocking? --
How is it with me, when every noise appalls me?
What hands are here? Ha! They pluck out mine eyes.
Will all great Neptune’s ocean wash this blood
Clean from my hand?
Enter LADY MACBETH
LADY MACBETH
My hands are of your color; but I shame
To wear a heart so white. I hear a knocking
At the south entry: -- retire we to our chamber.
A little water clears us of this deed.
How easy it is then. Hark! More knocking.
Be not lost so poorly in your thoughts.
MACBETH
To know my deed, it were best not know myself.
Wake Duncan with thy knocking: I would thou couldst!
Exuent
Act 2 Scene 3 -- [The same.]
The knocking continues. Enter SERVANT
SERVANT
Here’s a knocking indeed. Knock, knock, knock. Who’s there? Anon, anon, I pray you.
The SERVANT answers the gate. Enter MACDUFF and LENNOX.
MACDUFF
Was it so late, friend, ere you went to bed,
That you do lie so late?
SERVANT
Faith, Sir, we were carousing till the second cock; and drink, Sir, is a great provoker of sleep.
MACDUFF
Is thy master stirring?
Enter MACBETH
MACDUFF
Our knocking has awaked him; here he comes.
Exit SERVANT
LENNOX
Good morrow, noble Sir!
MACBETH
Good morrow, both!
MACDUFF
Is the King stirring, worthy Thane?
MACBETH
Not yet.
MACDUFF
He did command me to call timely on him..
MACBETH
This is the door.
MACDUFF
I’ll make so bold to call.
Exit MACDUFF
LENNOX
Goes the King hence today?
MACBETH
He does: -- he did appoint so.
LENNOX
The night has been unruly: where we lay,
Our chimneys were blown down; and, as they say,
Lamentings heard in the air; some say, the earth
Was feverous, and did shake.
MACBETH
‘Twas a rough night.
LENNOX
My young remembrance cannot parallel
A fellow to it.
Enter MACDUFF
MACDUFF
O horror! Horror! Horror!
MACBETH and LENNOX
What’s the matter?
MACDUFF
Approach the chamber, and destroy your sight
Do not bid me speak: See, and then speak yourselves.
Exit MACBETH and LENNOX
MACDUFF
Ring the alarm bell! Murder and treason!
Banquo, and Donalbain! Malcolm, awake!
Enter BANQUO, LADY MACBETH, and the SERVANT
MACDUFF
Oh, Banquo! Banquo!
Our royal master’s murdered!
LADY MACBETH
Woe, alas!
What! In our house?
BANQUO
Too cruel, anywhere.
Dear Duff, I prithee, contradict thyself,
And say, it is not so.
Enter MACBETH and LENNOX
MACBETH
Had I but died an hour before this chance,
I had lived a blessed time.
Enter MALCOLM and DONALBAIN
DONALBAIN
What is amiss?
MACBETH
You are, and do not know it.
MACDUFF
Your royal father’s murdered.
MALCOLM
O! By whom?
LENNOX
Those of his chamber, as it seemed, had done it:
Their hands and faces were all badged with blood;
So were their daggers, which, unwiped, we found
Upon their pillows.
MACBETH
O! Yet I do repent me of my fury,
That I did kill them.
LADY MACBETH
Help me hence, ho!
MACDUFF
Look to the lady.
Exit LADY MACBETH, helped by the SERVANT
MALCOLM
(Aside, to Donalbain)
Why do we hold our tongues, that most may claim
This argument for ours?
DONALBAIN
(Aside, to Malcolm)
What should be spoken here?
MACBETH
Let’s briefly put on manly readiness
And meet in the hall together.
Exuent all but MALCOLM and DONALBAIN
MALCOLM
What will you do? Let’s not consort with them:
I’ll to England.
DONALBAIN
To Ireland, I. Our separated fortune
Shall keep us both the safer.
MALCOLM
We’ll shift away. There’s warrant in that theft
Which steals itself when there’s no mercy left.
Exuent
Act 2 Scene 4 -- [Outside the castle]
Enter ROSS meeting MACDUFF
ROSS
Here comes the good Macduff.
How goes the world, sir?
MACDUFF
Why, see you not?
ROSS
Is it known, who did this more than bloody deed?
MACDUFF
Those that Macbeth hath slain.
ROSS
Alas, the day!
What good could they pretend?
MACDUFF
They were suborned.
Malcolm, and Donalbain, the King’s two sons,
Are stolen away and fled; which puts upon them
Suspicion of the deed.
ROSS
Then ‘tis most like
The sovereignty will fall upon Macbeth.
MACDUFF
He is already named, and gone to Scone
To be invested.
ROSS
Will you to Scone?
MACDUFF
No, cousin; I’ll to Fife.
ROSS
Well, I will thither.
MACDUFF
Well, may you see things well done there. Adieu.
Lest our old robes sit easier than our new.
Exuent
Act 3 Scene 1
Enter BANQUO
BANQUO
Thou hast it now, King, Cawdor, Glamis, all,
As the Weird Women promised; and, I fear,
Thou played most foully for it; yet it was said,
It should not stand in thy posterity;
But that myself should be the root and father
Of many kings. If there come truth from them,
May they not be my oracles as well?
Enter MACBETH as King, LADY MACBETH as Queen, LENNOX, ROSS, ANGUS, CAITHNESS, MENTEITH, SERVANT
MACBETH
Here’s our chief guest.
LADY MACBETH
If he had been forgotten,
It had been as a gap in our great feast.
MACBETH
Tonight we hold a solemn supper, Sir,
And I’ll request your presence. Ride you this afternoon?
BANQUO
As far, my Lord, as will fill up the time
‘Twixt this and supper.
MACBETH
Fail not our feast.
BANQUO
My Lord, I will not.
MACBETH
We hear, our bloody cousins are bestowed
In England, and in Ireland; not confessing
Their cruel parricide, filling their hearers
With strange invention. But of that tomorrow.
Hie you to horse, adieu. Goes Fleance with you?
BANQUO
Ay my good Lord: our time does call upon us.
MACBETH
I wish your horses swift and sure of foot.
Farewell.
Exit BANQUO
MACBETH
Let every man be master of his time
‘Till seven at night.
We will keep ourself till supper-time alone.
While then, God be with you.
Exuent all except MACBETH and the SERVANT
MACBETH
Sirrah, a word with you.
Attend those men our pleasure?
SERVANT
They are, my Lord,
Without the palace gate.
MACBETH
Bring them before us.
Exit SERVANT
MACBETH
To be thus is nothing, but to be safely thus:
Our fears in Banquo stick deep. He chid the Sisters,
When first they put the name of King upon me,
And bade them speak to him; then, prophet-like,
They hailed him father to a line of kings:
Upon my head they placed a fruitless crown,
And put a barren scepter in my grip,
No son of mine succeeding. If it be so,
For Banquo’s issue have I filed my mind;
For them the gracious Duncan have I murdered;
To make them kings, the seed of Banquo kings!
Who’s there?
Enter SERVANT with the TWO MURDERERS
MACBETH
Now, go to the door, and stay there till we call.
Exit SERVANT
MACBETH
Well then, now
Have you considered of my speeches? -- know
That it was he in times past, which held you
So under fortune, which you thought had been
Our innocent self?
FIRST MURDERER
You made it known to us.
MACBETH
Both of you know,
Banquo was your enemy.
SECOND MURDERER
True, my Lord.
MACBETH
So he is mine: and though I could
With bare-faced power sweep him from my sight,
And bid my will avouch it, yet I must not,
For certain friends that are both his and mine.
SECOND MURDERER
We shall, my Lord, perform what you command us.
MACBETH
Your spirits shine through you. Within this hour, at most,
I will advise you where to plant yourselves,
Acquaint you with the perfect spy of the time,
For it must be done tonight, and with him
Fleance his son, that keeps him company,
Whose absence is no less material to me
Than is his father’s, must embrace the fate
Of that dark hour. Resolve yourselves apart;
I’ll come to you anon.
FIRST MURDERER
We are resolved, my Lord.
Exit TWO MURDERERS
MACBETH
It is concluded: Banquo, thy soul’s flight,
If it find heaven, must find it out tonight.
(Edited for Production By Dr. Heller.
Borrowed and Edited By Gail Munz and Nazum Uddin)
Dramatis Personae
MACBETH - Nazum Uddin
LADY MACBETH - Imih Go
DUNCAN - Jose Ramos
MALCOLM - Ahsan Karim
DONALBAIN - Gimel James
BANQUO - Pritiza Paromita
MACDUFF - Sakif Hussain
LENNOX - Shahrin Hoque
ROSS - Mohammad Refat
MENTEITH - Fawzia Rahman
ANGUS - Semita Chowdhoury
CAITHNESS - Gabriella Apeadu
FLEANCE - Jaskirat Multani
SIWARD - Anthony Rampersuad
YOUNG SIWARD - Afifa Ahmed
SEYTON - James Cordy
ENGLISH DOCTOR - Salma Aguilar
SCOTCH DOCTOR - Ali Eltayeib
CAPTAIN - Mohit Chandra
SERVANT - Nathalie Rivas
HECATE - Zach Reyes
THREE WITCHES - Poonam Dass, Wardah Javid, Monisha Paul
TWO MURDERERS - Raphael Forde, Sraboni Paul
THREE APPARITIONS - Shuvranil Sommader, Kianna Acevedo, Norylhyn Bainbridge
STAGE MANAGERS - Kumar Nandlall, Umesh Choon, Karen Dukharan
Act 1 Scene 1 -- [An open place]
Enter THREE WITCHES
FIRST WITCH
When shall we three meet again?
In thunder, lightning, or in rain?
SECOND WITCH
When the hurlyburly’s done,
When the battle’s lost and won.
THIRD WITCH
That will be ere the set of sun.
FIRST WITCH
Where the place?
SECOND WITCH
Upon the heath.
THIRD WITCH
There to meet with Macbeth.
FIRST WITCH
I come, Graymalkin!
ALL THREE WITCHES
Paddock calls-anon!
Fair is foul, and foul is fair:
Hover through the fog and filthy air.
Exuent
Act 1 Scene 2 -- [A camp]
Enter DUNCAN, MALCOLM, DONALBAIN, LENNOX, MACDUFF, CAITHNESS, ANGUS and MENTEITH meeting a wounded CAPTAIN
DUNCAN
What bloody man is that?
MALCOLM
This is the Sergeant,
Who, like a good and hardy soldier, fought
Against my captivity. -- Hail, brave friend!
Say to the King the knowledge of the broil,
As thou didst leave it.
CAPTAIN
Mark, King of Scotland, mark: The merciless Macdonwald
(Worthy to be a rebel, for to that
The multiplying villainies of nature
Do swarm upon him) from the western isles
Of Kerns and Gallowglasses is supplied;
But brave Macbeth (well he deserves that name),
Disdaining Fortune, with his brandished steel,
Carved out his passage, ‘till he faced the slave,
And fixed his head upon our battlements.
DUNCAN
Oh valiant cousin! Worthy gentleman!
CAPTAIN
But the Norwegian Lord, surveying vantage,
With furbish’d arms, and new supplies of men,
Began a fresh assault.
DUNCAN
Dismay’d not this
Our captains, Macbeth and Banquo?
CAPTAIN
I cannot tell --
But I am faint, my gashes cry for help.
DUNCAN
So well thy words become thee, as thy wounds:
They smack of honor both. -- Go, get him surgeons.
Exit CAPTAIN assisted by CAITHNESS and MENTEITH. Enter ROSS.
DUNCAN
Who comes here?
MALCOLM
The worthy Thane of Ross.
ROSS
God save the King!
DUNCAN
Where cam’st thou, worthy Thane?
ROSS
From Fife, great King,
Where the Norwegian banners flout the sky,
And fan our people cold. Norway himself,
With terrible numbers,
Assisted by that most disloyal traitor,
The Thane of Cawdor, began a dismal conflict.
Until Macbeth confronted him
Point against point, rebellious arm against arm,
Curbing his lavish spirit: and, to conclude,
The victory fell on us; --
DUNCAN
Great happiness!
No more that Thane of Cawdor shall deceive
Our bosom interest. -- Go pronounce his present death,
And with his former title greet Macbeth.
Exuent
Act 1 Scene 3 -- [A Heath]
FIRST WITCH
Where hast thou been, Sister?
SECOND WITCH
Killing swine.
THIRD WITCH
Sister, where thou?
FIRST WITCH
A sailor’s wife had chestnuts in her lap,
And mounched and mounched and mounched: “Give me,” quoth I: --
“Aroint thee, witch!” the rump-fed ronyon cries.
Her husband’s to Aleppo gone, master of 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.
SECOND WITCH
I’ll give the a wind.
FIRST WITCH
Thou art kind.
THIRD WITCH
And I another.
FIRST WITCH
I myself have all the other.
Weary seven-nights nine times nine,
Shall he dwindle, peak, and pine:
Though his bark cannot be lost,
Yet it shall be tempest-tossed.
Look what I have.
SECOND WITCH
Show me, show me.
FIRST WITCH
Here I have a pilot’s thumb.
Wracked, as homeward he did come.
THIRD WITCH
A drum! A drum!
Macbeth doth come.
ALL THREE WITCHES
The Weird Sisters, hand in hand,
Posters of the sea and land,
Thus do go about, about:
Thrice to thine, and thrice to mine,
And thrice again to make up nine
Peace! -- the charm’s wound up.
Enter MACBETH and BANQUO
MACBETH
So foul and fair a day I have not seen.
BANQUO
What are these,
So wither’d and so wild in their attire,
That look not like the inhabitants of the earth,
And yet are on it?
MACBETH
Speak if you can: -- what are you?
FIRST WITCH
All hail, Macbeth! Hail to thee, Thane of Glamis!
SECOND WITCH
All hail, Macbeth! Hail to thee, Thane of Cawdor!
THIRD WITCH
All hail, Macbeth, that shalt be King hereafter.
BANQUO
My noble partner you greet with great prediction
Of noble having, and of royal hope.
To me you speak not.
If you can look into the seeds of time,
And say which grain will grow, and which will not,
Speak then to me.
FIRST WITCH
Hail!
SECOND WITCH
Hail!
THIRD WITCH
Hail!
FIRST WITCH
Lesser than Macbeth, and greater.
SECOND WITCH
Not so happy, yet much happier.
THIRD WITCH
Thou shalt get kings, though thou be none:
So all hail, Macbeth and Banquo!
ALL THREE WITCHES
Banquo and Macbeth, all hail!
Exit ALL THREE WITCHES
MACBETH
Stay, you imperfect speakers, tell me more.
I know I am the Thane of Glamis, but how of Cawdor?
The Thane of Cawdor lives! And to be King
Stands not within the prospect of belief.
BANQUO
The earth hath bubbles, as the water has,
And these are of them.
MACBETH
Your children shall be kings.
BANQUO
You shall be King.
MACBETH
And Thane of Cawdor too; went it not so?
Enter ROSS and ANGUS
ROSS
The King hath happily received, Macbeth,
The news of thy success.
ANGUS
We are sent,
To give thee from our royal master thanks.
ROSS
He bade me, from him, call thee Thane of Cawdor;
In which addition, hail, most worthy Thane,
For it is thine.
BANQUO
What! Can the Devil speak true?
MACBETH
The Thane of Cawdor lives: why do you dress me
In borrowed robes?
ANGUS
Who was the Thane, lives yet;
But under heavy judgment bears that life
Which he deserves to lose,
For treasons capital, confessed and proved.
MACBETH
(to Banquo)
Do you not hope your children shall be kings?
BANQUO
This trusted hope
Might yet enkindle you unto the crown,
Besides the Thane of Cawdor.
MACBETH
(Aside)
If Chance will have me King, why, Chance may crown me,
Without my stir.
(to ROSS and ANGUS)
Kind gentlemen, I thank you for your pains.
Let us toward the King.
Exuent
Act I Scene 4 -- [Forres. A room in the palace.]
Enter DUNCAN, MALCOLM, DONALBAIN, LENNOX, MACDUFF, CAITHNESS, and MENTEITH meeting MACBETH, BANQUO, ROSS, and ANGUS
DUNCAN
O worthiest cousins!
The sin of my ingratitude even now
Was heavy on me.
MACBETH
The service and the loyalty we owe,
In doing it, pays itself.
DUNCAN
My plenteous joys seek to hide themselves
In drops of sorrow. -- Sons, kinsmen, Thanes,
And you whose places are the nearest, know,
We will establish our estate upon
Our eldest, Malcolm; whom we name hereafter
Prince of Cumberland. -- From hence to Inverness,
And bind us further to you.
MACBETH
I’ll be myself the harbinger, and make joyful
The hearing of my wife with your approach;
So, humbly take my leave.
DUNCAN
My worthy Cawdor!
MACBETH
(Aside)
The Prince of Cumberland! -- That is a step
On which I must fall down, or else overleap,
For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires!
Let not light see my black and deep desires.
Exit MACBETH
DUNCAN
True, worthy Banquo: he is full so valiant,
It is a banquet to me. Let’s after him.
Exuent
Act 1 Scene 5 -- [Inverness. A room in MACBETH’S castle]
Enter LADY MACBETH reading a letter.
LADY MACBETH
“...When I burned in desire to question them further, they made themselves air, into which they vanished. Whiles I stood rapt in the wonder of it, came missives from the King, who all-hailed me, “Thane of Cawdor”; by which title these Weird Sisters saluted me, and referred me to the coming on of time, with “Hail, King that shalt be!” This have I thought good to deliver thee (my dearest partner of greatness) that thou might not lose the dues of rejoicing, by being ignorant of what greatness is promised thee. Lay it to thy heart and farewell.”
Glamis thou art, and Cawdor; and shalt be
What thou art promised. -- Yet do I fear thy nature:
It is too full of the milk of human kindness,
To catch the nearest way. Thou wouldst be great;
Art not without ambition, but without
The illness should attend it.
Enter SERVANT
LADY MACBETH
What’s your tidings?
SERVANT
The King comes here tonight.
LADY MACBETH
Thou art mad to say it. Is not thy master with him?
SERVANT
So please 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 MACBETH
Give him tending:
He brings great news.
Exit SERVANT
LADY MACBETH
The raven himself is hoarse,
That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan
Under my battlements. Come, you Spirits
That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here,
And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full
Of direst cruelty! Make thick my blood,
Stop up the access and passage to remorse;
That no compunctious visitings of Nature
Shake my fell purpose! Come, thick Night,
And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of Hell,
That my keen knife see not the wound it makes.
Enter MACBETH
LADY MACBETH
Great Glamis! Worthy Cawdor!
Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter!
Thy letters have transported me beyond
This ignorant present, and I feel now
The future in the instant.
MACBETH
My dearest love,
Duncan comes here tonight.
LADY MACBETH
And when goes he hence?
MACBETH
Tomorrow, as he purposes.
LADY MACBETH
O! Never shall sun that morrow see!
To beguile the time,
Look like the time; bear welcome in your eye,
Your hand, your tongue: look like the innocent flower,
But be the serpent under it. He that’s coming
Must be provided for; and you shall put
This night’s great business into my dispatch.
MACBETH
We will speak further.
LADY MACBETH
Only look up clear.
To alter favor ever is to fear.
Exuent
Act 1 Scene 6 -- [Inverness. Before the Castle.]
Enter DUNCAN, MALCOLM, DONALBAIN, BANQUO, LENNOX, MACDUFF, ROSS, ANGUS, CAITHNESS, and MENTEITH
DUNCAN
This castle hath a pleasant seat; the air
Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself
Unto our gentle senses.
Enter LADY MACBETH
DUNCAN
See, see! Our honored hostess.
How you shall bid God reward us for your pains,
And thank us for your trouble.
LADY MACBETH
All our service,
In every point twice done, and then done double,
Were poor and single business, against those honors
Your Majesty loads our house.
DUNCAN
Where’s the Thane of Cawdor?
We coursed him at the heels, and had a purpose
To be his purveyor: but he rides well;
And his great love, sharp as his spur, hath helped him
To his home before us. Fair and noble hostess,
Conduct me to mine host: we love him highly,
And shall continue our graces towards him.
Exuent
Act 1 Scene 7 -- [Inverness. A room in the castle.]
Enter MACBETH
MACBETH
If it were done when ‘tis done, then ‘twere well
It were done quickly: if the assassination
Could trammel up the consequence, and this blow
Might be the be-all and the end-all -- here,
But we still have judgment here; that we but teach
Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return
To plague the inventor. He’s here in double trust:
First, as I am his kinsman and his subject,
Strong both against the deed; then, as his host,
Who should against his murderer shut the door,
Not bear the knife myself.
Enter LADY MACBETH
MACBETH
How now! What news?
LADY MACBETH
He hath almost supped. Why have you left the chamber?
MACBETH
Hath he asked for me?
LADY MACBETH
Know you not, he has?
MACBETH
We will proceed no further in this business:
He hath honored me of late; and I have bought
Golden opinions of all sorts of people,
Which would be worn now in their newest gloss,
Not cast aside so soon.
LADY MACBETH
Was the hope drunk,
Wherein you dress’d yourself? Hath it slept since?
And wakes it now, to look so green and pale
At what it did so freely? Art thou afraid? Wouldst
Thou live a coward in thy own esteem?
MACBETH
Prithee, peace.
I dare do all that may become a man;
Who dares do more is none.
LADY MACBETH
When you durst do it, then you were a man;
And, to be more than what you were, you would
Be so much more the man. I have given birth,
And know how tender ‘tis to love the babe that milks me.
I would, while it was smiling in my face,
Have dash’d his brains out, had I so sworn
As you have done to this.
MACBETH
If we should fail --
LADY MACBETH
We fail.
But screw your courage to the sticking place,
And we’ll not fail.
When Duncan is asleep, his two chamberlains
Will I with wine and wassail so convince,
The warder of the brain shall be a fume.
What cannot you and I perform upon
The unguarded Duncan? What not put upon
His spongy officers, who shall bear the guilt
Of our great quell?
MACBETH
Will it not be received,
When we have marked with blood those sleepy two
Of his own chamber, and used their very daggers,
That they have done it?
LADY MACBETH
Who dares receive it other?
MACBETH
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.
Act 2 Scene 1 -- [Inverness. A court within the castle]
Enter BANQUO and FLEANCE
BANQUO
How goes the night, boy?
FLEANCE
The moon is down. I have not heard the clock.
Enter MACBETH
BANQUO
Who’s there?
MACBETH
A friend.
BANQUO
What, Sir! Not yet at rest? The King’s abed.
I dreamt last night of the three Weird Sisters:
To you they have showed some truth.
MACBETH
I think not of them:
Yet, when we can entreat an hour to serve,
We would spend it in some words upon that business,
If you would grant the time.
BANQUO
At your kindest leisure.
MACBETH
Good repose, the while!
BANQUO
Thanks, sir. The like to you.
Exit BANQUO and FLEANCE
MACBETH
Is this a dagger, which I see before me,
The handle toward my hand? Come let me clutch thee:
I have thee not, and yet I see thee still.
Art thou not, fatal vision, sensile
To feeling, as to sight? Or art thou but
A dagger of the mind, a false creation,
Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
It is the bloody business which informs
Thus to mine eyes. -- Whiles I threat, he lives:
Words to the heat of deeds too cold breath gives.
I go and it is done; the bell invites me.
Hear it not, Duncan; for it is a knell
That summons thee to Heaven, or to Hell.
Exit MACBETH
Act 2 Scene 2 -- [The same]
Enter LADY MACBETH
LADY MACBETH
That which hath made them drunk hath made me bold:
What hath quenched them hath given me fire. He is about it.
The doors are open; and the surfeited grooms
Do mock their charge with snores. I laid their daggers ready;
He could not miss them. -- Had he not resembled
My father as he slept, I had done it.
Enter MACBETH
LADY MACBETH
My husband!
MACBETH
I have done the deed. -- Didst thou not hear a noise?
LADY MACBETH
I heard the owl scream and the crickets cry.
Did you not speak?
MACBETH
When?
LADY MACBETH
Now.
MACBETH
As I descended?
LADY MACBETH
Ay.
MACBETH
Hark!
Who lies in the second chamber?
LADY MACBETH
Donalbain.
MACBETH
This is a sorry sight.
LADY MACBETH
A foolish thought to say a sorry sight.
MACBETH
There’s one did laugh in his sleep, and one cried “Murder”
That they did wake each other. I stood and heard them;
But they did say their prayers, and addressed them
Again to sleep.
LADY MACBETH
Consider it not so deeply.
MACBETH
Methought I heard a voice cry “Sleep no more!
Macbeth does murder Sleep,” -- the innocent Sleep.
LADY MACBETH
Who was it that thus cried? Why, worthy Thane,
You do unbend your noble strength, to think
So brainsickly of things. Go, get some water,
And wash this filthy witness from your hand. --
Why did you bring these daggers from the place?
They must lie there: go, carry them, and smear
The sleepy grooms with blood.
MACBETH
I’ll go no more:
I am afraid to think what I have done;
Look on it again I dare not.
LADY MACBETH
Infirm of purpose!
Give me the daggers. If he do bleed,
I’ll gild the faces of the grooms withal,
For it must seem their guilt.
Exit LADY MACBETH. A knocking is heard.
MACBETH
Whence is that knocking? --
How is it with me, when every noise appalls me?
What hands are here? Ha! They pluck out mine eyes.
Will all great Neptune’s ocean wash this blood
Clean from my hand?
Enter LADY MACBETH
LADY MACBETH
My hands are of your color; but I shame
To wear a heart so white. I hear a knocking
At the south entry: -- retire we to our chamber.
A little water clears us of this deed.
How easy it is then. Hark! More knocking.
Be not lost so poorly in your thoughts.
MACBETH
To know my deed, it were best not know myself.
Wake Duncan with thy knocking: I would thou couldst!
Exuent
Act 2 Scene 3 -- [The same.]
The knocking continues. Enter SERVANT
SERVANT
Here’s a knocking indeed. Knock, knock, knock. Who’s there? Anon, anon, I pray you.
The SERVANT answers the gate. Enter MACDUFF and LENNOX.
MACDUFF
Was it so late, friend, ere you went to bed,
That you do lie so late?
SERVANT
Faith, Sir, we were carousing till the second cock; and drink, Sir, is a great provoker of sleep.
MACDUFF
Is thy master stirring?
Enter MACBETH
MACDUFF
Our knocking has awaked him; here he comes.
Exit SERVANT
LENNOX
Good morrow, noble Sir!
MACBETH
Good morrow, both!
MACDUFF
Is the King stirring, worthy Thane?
MACBETH
Not yet.
MACDUFF
He did command me to call timely on him..
MACBETH
This is the door.
MACDUFF
I’ll make so bold to call.
Exit MACDUFF
LENNOX
Goes the King hence today?
MACBETH
He does: -- he did appoint so.
LENNOX
The night has been unruly: where we lay,
Our chimneys were blown down; and, as they say,
Lamentings heard in the air; some say, the earth
Was feverous, and did shake.
MACBETH
‘Twas a rough night.
LENNOX
My young remembrance cannot parallel
A fellow to it.
Enter MACDUFF
MACDUFF
O horror! Horror! Horror!
MACBETH and LENNOX
What’s the matter?
MACDUFF
Approach the chamber, and destroy your sight
Do not bid me speak: See, and then speak yourselves.
Exit MACBETH and LENNOX
MACDUFF
Ring the alarm bell! Murder and treason!
Banquo, and Donalbain! Malcolm, awake!
Enter BANQUO, LADY MACBETH, and the SERVANT
MACDUFF
Oh, Banquo! Banquo!
Our royal master’s murdered!
LADY MACBETH
Woe, alas!
What! In our house?
BANQUO
Too cruel, anywhere.
Dear Duff, I prithee, contradict thyself,
And say, it is not so.
Enter MACBETH and LENNOX
MACBETH
Had I but died an hour before this chance,
I had lived a blessed time.
Enter MALCOLM and DONALBAIN
DONALBAIN
What is amiss?
MACBETH
You are, and do not know it.
MACDUFF
Your royal father’s murdered.
MALCOLM
O! By whom?
LENNOX
Those of his chamber, as it seemed, had done it:
Their hands and faces were all badged with blood;
So were their daggers, which, unwiped, we found
Upon their pillows.
MACBETH
O! Yet I do repent me of my fury,
That I did kill them.
LADY MACBETH
Help me hence, ho!
MACDUFF
Look to the lady.
Exit LADY MACBETH, helped by the SERVANT
MALCOLM
(Aside, to Donalbain)
Why do we hold our tongues, that most may claim
This argument for ours?
DONALBAIN
(Aside, to Malcolm)
What should be spoken here?
MACBETH
Let’s briefly put on manly readiness
And meet in the hall together.
Exuent all but MALCOLM and DONALBAIN
MALCOLM
What will you do? Let’s not consort with them:
I’ll to England.
DONALBAIN
To Ireland, I. Our separated fortune
Shall keep us both the safer.
MALCOLM
We’ll shift away. There’s warrant in that theft
Which steals itself when there’s no mercy left.
Exuent
Act 2 Scene 4 -- [Outside the castle]
Enter ROSS meeting MACDUFF
ROSS
Here comes the good Macduff.
How goes the world, sir?
MACDUFF
Why, see you not?
ROSS
Is it known, who did this more than bloody deed?
MACDUFF
Those that Macbeth hath slain.
ROSS
Alas, the day!
What good could they pretend?
MACDUFF
They were suborned.
Malcolm, and Donalbain, the King’s two sons,
Are stolen away and fled; which puts upon them
Suspicion of the deed.
ROSS
Then ‘tis most like
The sovereignty will fall upon Macbeth.
MACDUFF
He is already named, and gone to Scone
To be invested.
ROSS
Will you to Scone?
MACDUFF
No, cousin; I’ll to Fife.
ROSS
Well, I will thither.
MACDUFF
Well, may you see things well done there. Adieu.
Lest our old robes sit easier than our new.
Exuent
Act 3 Scene 1
Enter BANQUO
BANQUO
Thou hast it now, King, Cawdor, Glamis, all,
As the Weird Women promised; and, I fear,
Thou played most foully for it; yet it was said,
It should not stand in thy posterity;
But that myself should be the root and father
Of many kings. If there come truth from them,
May they not be my oracles as well?
Enter MACBETH as King, LADY MACBETH as Queen, LENNOX, ROSS, ANGUS, CAITHNESS, MENTEITH, SERVANT
MACBETH
Here’s our chief guest.
LADY MACBETH
If he had been forgotten,
It had been as a gap in our great feast.
MACBETH
Tonight we hold a solemn supper, Sir,
And I’ll request your presence. Ride you this afternoon?
BANQUO
As far, my Lord, as will fill up the time
‘Twixt this and supper.
MACBETH
Fail not our feast.
BANQUO
My Lord, I will not.
MACBETH
We hear, our bloody cousins are bestowed
In England, and in Ireland; not confessing
Their cruel parricide, filling their hearers
With strange invention. But of that tomorrow.
Hie you to horse, adieu. Goes Fleance with you?
BANQUO
Ay my good Lord: our time does call upon us.
MACBETH
I wish your horses swift and sure of foot.
Farewell.
Exit BANQUO
MACBETH
Let every man be master of his time
‘Till seven at night.
We will keep ourself till supper-time alone.
While then, God be with you.
Exuent all except MACBETH and the SERVANT
MACBETH
Sirrah, a word with you.
Attend those men our pleasure?
SERVANT
They are, my Lord,
Without the palace gate.
MACBETH
Bring them before us.
Exit SERVANT
MACBETH
To be thus is nothing, but to be safely thus:
Our fears in Banquo stick deep. He chid the Sisters,
When first they put the name of King upon me,
And bade them speak to him; then, prophet-like,
They hailed him father to a line of kings:
Upon my head they placed a fruitless crown,
And put a barren scepter in my grip,
No son of mine succeeding. If it be so,
For Banquo’s issue have I filed my mind;
For them the gracious Duncan have I murdered;
To make them kings, the seed of Banquo kings!
Who’s there?
Enter SERVANT with the TWO MURDERERS
MACBETH
Now, go to the door, and stay there till we call.
Exit SERVANT
MACBETH
Well then, now
Have you considered of my speeches? -- know
That it was he in times past, which held you
So under fortune, which you thought had been
Our innocent self?
FIRST MURDERER
You made it known to us.
MACBETH
Both of you know,
Banquo was your enemy.
SECOND MURDERER
True, my Lord.
MACBETH
So he is mine: and though I could
With bare-faced power sweep him from my sight,
And bid my will avouch it, yet I must not,
For certain friends that are both his and mine.
SECOND MURDERER
We shall, my Lord, perform what you command us.
MACBETH
Your spirits shine through you. Within this hour, at most,
I will advise you where to plant yourselves,
Acquaint you with the perfect spy of the time,
For it must be done tonight, and with him
Fleance his son, that keeps him company,
Whose absence is no less material to me
Than is his father’s, must embrace the fate
Of that dark hour. Resolve yourselves apart;
I’ll come to you anon.
FIRST MURDERER
We are resolved, my Lord.
Exit TWO MURDERERS
MACBETH
It is concluded: Banquo, thy soul’s flight,
If it find heaven, must find it out tonight.
Act 3 Scene 2
DELETED
Act 3 Scene 3 -- [A park]
Enter the TWO MURDERERS with SEYTON
SECOND MURDERER
But who did bid thee join with us?
SEYTON
Macbeth.
FIRST MURDERER
He needs not our mistrust; since he delivers
Our offices.
SEYTON
Hark! I hear horses.
FIRST MURDERER
Then ‘tis he: the rest
Are already at the court.
SECOND MURDERER
His horses go about.
SEYTON
Almost a mile; but he does usually,
So all men do, from hence to the palace gate
Make it their walk.
Enter BANQUO and FLEANCE
SEYTON
‘Tis he!
SEYTON and the TWO MURDERERS attack them. BANQUO is wounded.
BANQUO
O, treachery! Fly, good Fleance, fly, fly, fly!
Thou mayest revenge -- O slave!
BANQUO dies. FLEANCE escapes.
SEYTON
There’s but one down: the son is fled.
SECOND MURDERER
We have lost best half of our affair.
SEYTON
Well, let’s away,
And say how much is done.
Act 3 Scene 4 -- [A room of state in the palace]
Enter MACBETH, LADY MACBETH, ROSS, LENNOX, CAITHNESS, ANGUS, and MENTEITH to a banquet.
MACBETH
You know your own degrees, sit down: at first
And last the hearty welcome.
ANGUS and MENTEITH
Thanks to your majesty.
Enter SEYTON. MACBETH goes to the door.
LADY MACBETH
My heart speaks, all our friends are welcome.
MACBETH
There’s blood upon thy face.
SEYTON
‘Tis Banquo’s then.
MACBETH
‘Tis better thee without, than he within.
Is he dispatched?
SEYTON
My Lord, his throat is cut;
That I did for him.
MACBETH
Thou art the best of the cut-throats;
Yet he’s good that did the like for Fleance.
SEYTON
Most royal Sir ... Fleance has escaped.
MACBETH
Then comes my fit again: I had else been perfect!
But Banquo’s safe?
SEYTON
Ay, my good Lord, safe in a ditch he bides.
MACBETH
Thanks for that.
Exit SEYTON. The Ghost of BANQUO enters and sits in MACBETH’s seat
ROSS
Please it your Highness
To grace us with your royal company?
MACBETH
The table’s full.
LENNOX
Here’s a place reserved, Sir.
MACBETH
Where?
LENNOX
Here, my good Lord. What is it that moves your Highness?
MACBETH
Which of you have done this?
CAITHNESS
What, my good Lord?
MACBETH
Thou canst not say, I did it: never shake
Thy gory locks at me.
ROSS
Gentlemen, rise; his Highness is not well.
LADY MACBETH
Sit, worthy friends. My Lord is often thus.
Feed and regard him not. -- Are you a man?
MACBETH
Ay, and a bold one, that dare look on that
Which might appall the Devil.
Exit Ghost of BANQUO
LADY MACBETH
O proper stuff!
This is the very painting of your fear:
This is the air-drawn dagger, which, you said,
Led you to Duncan. Shame itself!
MACBETH
If I stand here, I saw him.
LADY MACBETH
My worthy Lord,
Your noble friends do lack you.
MACBETH
I do forget. --
Do not must at me, my most worthy friends,
I have a strange infirmity, which is nothing
To those that know me. Come, love and health to all.
And to our dear friend Banquo, who we miss;
Would he were here!
Enter Ghost of BANQUO, ANGUS, ROSS, CAITHNESS, MENTEITH, and LENNOX
Our duties, and the pledge.
MACBETH
Avaunt! And quit my sight! Let the earth hide thee!
Now I think you can behold such sights.
Exit the Ghost of BANQUO
ROSS
What sights, my Lord?
LADY MACBETH
I pray you speak not. He grows worse and worse;
Question enrages him. At once, good night: --
Stand not upon the order of your going,
But go at once.
LENNOX
Good night, and better health
Attend his Majesty!
LADY MACBETH
A kind goodnight to all.
Exuent all but MACBETH and LADY MACBETH
MACBETH
It will have blood, they say: blood will have blood.
I will tomorrow to the Weird Sisters: for now I am bent to know,
By the worst means, the worst.
LADY MACBETH
You lack the season of all natures, sleep.
MACBETH
Come, we’ll to sleep. My strange and self-abuse
Is the initiate fear, that wants hard use.
Act 3 Scene 5 -- [The Heath]
Enter the THREE WITCHES meeting HECATE
FIRST WITCH
Why, how now, Hecate? You look angerly.
HECATE
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 I, the mistress of your charms,
The close contriver of all harms,
Was never called to bear my part,
Or show the glory of our art?
And, which is worse, all you have done
Hath been but for a wayward son,
Spiteful, and wrathful; who, as others do,
Loves for is own ends, not for you.
But make amends now: get you gone,
And at the pit of Acheron
Meet me in the morning: thither he
Will come to know his destiny.
Exit HECATE
FIRST WITCH
Come, let’s make haste: she’ll soon be back again.
Exuent
Act 3 Scene 6 -- [Somewhere in Scotland]
Enter LENNOX and CAITHNESS
LENNOX
Sir, can you tell me where Macduff bestows himself?
CAITHNESS
The son of Duncan,
Lives in the English court. Thither Macduff
Is gone to pray the holy King, upon his aid
To wake Northumberland, and warlike Siward;
That, by the help of these, we may again
Give to our tables meat, sleep to our nights,
Free from our feasts and banquets bloody knives,
All which we pine for now. And this report
Hath so exasperate the King, that he
Prepares for some act of war.
LENNOX
Sent he for Macduff?
CAITHNESS
He did.
LENNOX
I’ll send my prayers with him.
Act 4 Scene 1 -- [Forres]
Enter the THREE WITCHES to a boiling cauldron
FIRST WITCH
Thrice the brinded cat hath mew’d.
SECOND WITCH
Thrice, and once the hedge-pig whin’d.
THIRD WITCH
Harpier cries: -- ‘Tis time, ‘tis time.
FIRST WITCH
Round about the cauldron go;
In the poisoned entrails throw. --
Toad, that under cold stone
Days and nights has thirty-one
Sweltered venom, sleeping got,
Boil thou first in the charmed pot.
ALL THREE WITCHES
Double, double toil and trouble:
Fire, burn; and, cauldron, bubble.
SECOND WITCH
Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the cauldron boil and bake;
Eye of newt, and toe of frog,
Wool of bat, and tongue of dog,
Adder’s fork, and blind-worm’s sting,
Lizard’s leg, and howlet’s wing,
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.
ALL THREE WITCHES
Double, double toil and trouble:
Fire, burn; and, cauldron, bubble.
THIRD WITCH
Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf;
Witches’ mummy; maw, and gulf,
Of the ravined salt-sea shark;
Root of hemlock, digged in the dark.
Finger of birth-strangled babe,
Make the gruel thick and slab;
Add thereto a tiger’s chaudron,
For the ingredience of our cauldron.
ALL THREE WITCHES
Double, double toil and trouble:
Fire, burn; and, cauldron, bubble.
SECOND WITCH
Cool it with a baboon’s blood:
Then the charm is firm and good.
Enter HECATE
HECATE
O, well done! I commend your pains,
And every one shall share in the gains.
And now about the cauldron sing,
Like elves and fairies in a ring.
SECOND WITCH
By the pricking of my thumbs,
Something wicked this way comes.
Enter MACBETH
MACBETH
How now you secret, black, and midnight hags!
What is it you do?
THIRD WITCH
A deed without a name.
MACBETH
I conjure you, by that which you profess,
However you come to know it, answer me
To what I ask you.
FIRST WITCH
Speak.
SECOND WITCH
Demand.
THIRD WITCH
We’ll answer.
FIRST WITCH
Say if thou would rather hear it from our mouths,
Or from our masters?
MACBETH
Call ‘em, let me see ‘em.
FIRST WITCH
Pour in sow’s blood, that hath eaten
Her nine farrow; throw into the flame.
ALL THREE WITCHES
Come, high or low;
Thyself and office deftly show.
Enter FIRST APPARITION
MACBETH
Tell me, thou unknown power, --
FIRST WITCH
She knows thy thought.
Hear her speech, but say thou nought.
FIRST APPARITION
Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth! Beware Macduff;
Beware the Thane of Fife. -- Dismiss me. -- Enough.
Exit FIRST APPARITION
MACBETH
Whatever thou art, for thy good caution thanks.
Thou hast harped my fear aright. -- But one word more: --
FIRST WITCH
She will not be commanded. Here’s another,
More potent than the first.
Enter SECOND APPARITION
SECOND APPARITION
Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth!
MACBETH
Had I three ears, I’d hear thee.
SECOND APPARITION
Be bloody, bold, and resolute: laugh to scorn
The power of man, for none of woman born
Shall harm Macbeth.
Exit SECOND APPARITION
MACBETH
Then live, Macduff, what need I fear of thee?
But yet, I’ll make assurance double-sure.
Enter THIRD APPARITION
MACBETH
What is this?
ALL THREE WITCHES
Listen, but speak not to it.
THIRD APPARITION
Macbeth shall never vanquished be, until
Great Birnam wood to high Dunsinane hill
Shall come against him.
MACBETH
That will never be:
Who can impress the forest; bid the tree
Unfix his earth-bound root? -- Yet my heart
Throbs to know one thing: tell me (if your art
Can tell so much), shall Banquo’s issue ever
Reign in this kingdom?
ALL THREE WITCHES
Seek to know no more.
MACBETH
I will be satisfied: deny me this,
And an eternal curse fall on you!
FIRST WITCH
Show!
SECOND WITCH
Show!
THIRD WITCH
Show!
ALL THREE WITCHES
Show his eyes, and grieve his heart;
Come like shadows, so depart.
A show of eight KINGS, BANQUO following. The THREE WITCHES exit.
MACBETH
Thou art too like the spirit of Banquo: down!
Thy crown does sear mine eye-balls: -- and thy hair,
Thou other gold-bound brow, is like the first: --
A third is like the former: -- filthy hags!
Why do you show me this? -- A fourth? -- Start, eyes!
What! Will the line stretch out to the crack of doom?
Another yet? -- A seventh? -- I’ll see no more: --
And yet the eighth appears, who bears a glass,
Which shows me many more. Horrible sight:
For the blood-boltered Banquo smiles upon me,
And points at them for his. What, is this so?
Where are they? Gone?
Enter LENNOX. Exit BANQUO and the eight KINGS.
LENNOX
What’s your Grace’s will?
MACBETH
Saw you the Weird Sisters?
LENNOX
No, my Lord.
MACBETH
I did hear the galloping of horses.
Who was it came by?
LENNOX
‘Tis two or three, my Lord, that bring you word,
Macduff is fled to England.
MACBETH
Fled to England?
LENNOX
Ay, my good Lord.
MACBETH
(Aside)
Time, thou anticipates my dread exploits.
From this moment, the very firstlings of my heart
Shall be the firstlings of my hand. And even now,
The castle of Macduff I will surprise;
Seize upon Fife; five to the edge of the sword
His wife, his babes, and all unfortunate souls
That trace him in his line. No boasting like a fool;
This deed I’ll do before the purpose cool.
Exuent
Act 4 Scene 2
DELETED
Act 4 Scene 3 -- [England]
Enter MALCOLM and MACDUFF
MALCOLM
What you have spoke, it may be so, perchance.
This tyrant, whose sole name blisters our tongues,
Was once thought honest: you have loved him well;
He hath not touched you yet. I am young; but something
You may deserve of him through me.
MACDUFF
I am not treacherous.
MALCOLM
But Macbeth is.
A good and virtuous nature may recoil,
In an imperial charge. But I shall crave your pardon:
That which you are my thoughts cannot transpose.
MACDUFF
Fare thee well, Lord.
I would not be the villain that thou think’st
For the whole space that’s in the tyrant’s grasp,
And the rich East to boot.
MALCOLM
Be not offended:
I speak not in absolute fear of you.
I think our country sinks beneath the yoke;
It weeps, it bleeds; and each new day a gash
Is added to her wounds: I think, withal,
There would be hands uplifted in my right;
And here, from gracious England, have I offer
Of goodly thousands.
Enter ROSS
MACDUFF
See who comes here.
MALCOLM
My countryman; but yet I know him not.
MACDUFF
My ever gentle cousin, welcome hither.
MALCOLM
I know him now. Good God, betimes remove
The means that makes us strangers.
MACDUFF
Stands Scotland where it did?
ROSS
Alas, poor country!
Almost afraid to know itself. It cannot
Be called our mother, but our grave.
MALCOLM
What’s the newest grief?
ROSS
That of an hour’s age doth hiss the speaker;
Each minute teems a new one.
MACDUFF
How does my wife?
ROSS
Why, well.
MACDUFF
And all my children?
ROSS
Well too.
MACDUFF
The tyrant has not battered at their peace?
ROSS
No; they were well at peace, when I did leave them.
Now is the time of help. Your eye in Scotland
Would create soldiers, make our women fight,
To doff their dire distresses.
MALCOLM
Be it their comfort,
We are coming thither. Gracious England hath
Lent us good Siward, and ten thousand men;
An older, and a better soldier, none
That Christendom gives out.
ROSS
Would I could answer
This comfort with the like! But I have words,
That share some woe, though the main part
Pertains to you alone.
MACDUFF
If it be mine,
Keep it not from me; quickly let me have it.
ROSS
Let your ears not despise my tongue forever.
MACDUFF
Humh! I guess at it.
ROSS
Your castle is surprised; your wife, and babes,
Savagely slaughtered.
MACDUFF
My children too?
ROSS
Wife, children, servants, all
That could be found.
MACDUFF
And I must be from thence.
My wife killed too?
ROSS
I have said.
MALCOLM
Let’s make us medicines of our great revenge,
To cure this deadly grief.
MACDUFF
He has no children. -- All my pretty ones?
Did you say all? -- O Hell-kite! -- All?
MALCOLM
Dispute it like a man.
MACDUFF
I shall do so,
But first I must feel it as a man.
MALCOLM
Be this the whetstone of your sword: let grief
Convert to anger; blunt not the heart, enrage it.
MACDUFF
Bring thou this fiend of Scotland, and myself;
Within my sword’s length set him; if he escape,
Heaven forgive him too.
MALCOLM
This tune goes manly.
Come, go we to the King: our power is ready.
Exuent
Act 5 Scene 1
Enter SCOTCH DOCTOR and SERVANT
SCOTCH DOCTOR
I have two nights watched with you, but can perceive no truth in your report.
When was it she last walked?
SERVANT
Since his Majesty went into the field.
SCOTCH DOCTOR
A great perturbation in nature, to receive at once the benefit of sleep,
and do the effects of walking.
Enter LADY MACBETH
SERVANT
Lo you! Here she comes, and, upon my life, fast asleep. Observe her.
SCOTCH DOCTOR
You see, her eyes are open.
SERVANT
Ay, but their sense are shut.
SCOTCH DOCTOR
What is it she does now? Look, how she rubs her hands.
LADY MACBETH
Yet here’s a spot.
SCOTCH DOCTOR
Hark! She speaks.
LADY MACBETH
Out, damned spot! Out, I say! Who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him.
SCOTCH DOCTOR
Do you mark that?
LADY MACBETH
The Thane of Fife had a wife: where is she now? What, will these hands never be clean?
SCOTCH DOCTOR
This disease is beyond my practice: yet I have known those which have walked in their sleep, who have died holily in their beds.
LADY MACBETH
Wash your hands, put on your night-gown; look not so pale. -- I tell you yet again, Banquo’s buried: he cannot come out on his grave.
SCOTCH DOCTOR
Even so?
LADY MACBETH
To bed, to bed: there’s knocking at the gate. Come, come, come, come, give me your hand. What’s done cannot be undone. To bed, to bed, to bed.
Exit LADY MACBETH
SCOTCH DOCTOR
Will she now go to bed?
SERVANT
Directly.
SCOTCH DOCTOR
Foul whisperings are abroad. Unnatural deeds
Do breed unnatural acts -- So, good night:
My mind she has mated, and amazed my sight.
Exuent
Act 5 Scene 2
Enter MENTEITH, CAITHNESS, ANGUS, LENNOX, and the CAPTAIN
MENTEITH
The English power is near, led on by Malcolm,
His uncle Siward, and the good Macduff.
ANGUS
Near Birnam wood
Shall we well meet them: that way are they coming.
CAITHNESS
Who knows if Donalbain be with his brother?
LENNOX
For certain, Sir, he is not. I have a file
Of all the gentry: there is Siward’s son,
And many unrough youths.
MENTEITH
What does the tyrant?
CAITHNESS
Great Dunsinane he strongly fortifies.
Some say he’s mad.
ANGUS
Now does he feel
His secret murders sticking on his hands.
MENTEITH
Who then shall blame
His pestered senses to recoil and start?
CAITHNESS
Well, march we on.
LENNOX
Make we our march towards Birnam.
Exuent
Act 5 Scene 3 -- [Dunsinane]
Enter MACBETH, DOCTOR, the TWO MURDERERS
MACBETH
Bring me no more reports; let them fly all:
Till Birnam wood remove to Dunsinane,
I cannot taint with fear. What’s the boy Malcolm?
Was he not born of woman?
Enter SERVANT
The devil damn thee black, thou cream-faced loon!
Where gottest thou that goose look?
SERVANT
There’s ten thousand --
MACBETH
Geese, villain?
SERVANT
Soldiers, Sir.
MACBETH
Go prick thy face and over-red thy fear.
Death to thy soul. What soldiers, whey-face?
SERVANT
The English force, so please you.
MACBETH
Take thy face hence.
Exit SERVANT
MACBETH
Seyton! I am sick at heart,
When I behold, -- Seyton, I say!
Enter SEYTON
SEYTON
What’s your gracious pleasure.
MACBETH
I’ll fight, till from my bones my flesh be hacked.
Give me my armor.
SEYTON
‘Tis not needed yet.
MACBETH
I’ll put it on. How does your patient, Doctor?
ENGLISH DOCTOR
Not so sick, my Lord
As she is troubled with thick-coming fancies.
MACBETH
Cure her of that:
Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased?
ENGLISH DOCTOR
Therein the patient
Must minister to himself.
MACBETH
Throw physic to the dogs; I’ll none of it.
Come, put my armor on; give me my staff.
I will not be afraid of death and bane,
Till Birnam forest come to Dunsinane.
Exuent
Act 5 Scene 4 -- [Birnam Forest]
Enter MALCOLM, MACDUFF, SIWARD, YOUNG SIWARD, and ROSS meeting MENTEITH, CAITHNESS, LENNOX, ANGUS, and the CAPTAIN.
MALCOLM
Cousins, I hope the days are near at hand,
That chambers will be safe.
MENTEITH
We doubt it nothing.
SIWARD
What is this wood before us?
MENTEITH
The wood of Birnam.
MALCOLM
Let every soldier hew him down a bough,
And bear it before him: thereby shall we shadow
The numbers of our host, and make discovery
Err in report of us.
CAPTAIN
It shall be done.
Exuent
Act 5 Scene 5 -- [Dunsinane]
Enter MACBETH, SEYTON, TWO MURDERERS
MACBETH
Hang out our banners on the outward walls;
The cry is still, “They come!” Our castle’s strength
Will laugh a siege to scorn.
A cry of women is heard
MACBETH
What is that noise?
SEYTON
It is the cry of women, my good Lord.
MACBETH
Wherefore was that cry?
SEYTON
The Queen, my Lord, is dead.
MACBETH
She should have died hereafter:
There would have been a time for such a word. --
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life’s but a walking shadow; a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury
Signifying nothing.
Enter SERVANT
SERVANT
Gracious my Lord,
I should report that which I say I saw,
But know not how to do it.
MACBETH
Well, say, sir.
SERVANT
As I did stand my watch upon the hill,
I looked towards Birnam, and anon, methought,
The wood began to move.
MACBETH
Liar and slave!
SERVANT
Let me endure your wrath, if it be not so.
MACBETH
If thou speakest false,
Upon the next tree shalt thou hang alive,
Till famine cling thee: if thy speech be sooth,
I care not if thou dost for me as much.
I pull in resolution -- “Fear not, till Birnam wood
Do come to Dunsinane” and now a wood
Comes toward Dunsinane. -- Arm, arm, and out! --
Ring the alarm bell! -- Blow, wind! Come, wrack.
At least we’ll die with harness on our back.
Exuent
Act 5 Scene 6 -- [Dunsinane]
Enter MALCOLM, MACDUFF, SIWARD, YOUNG SIWARD, ROSS, MENTEITH, CAITHNESS, LENNOX, ANGUS, and the CAPTAIN with boughs.
MALCOLM
Now, near enough, your leavy screens throw down,
And show like those you are. -- You worthy uncle,
Shall, with my cousin, your right noble son,
Lead our first battle: worthy Macduff and we,
Shall take upon us what remains to do,
According to our order.
SIWARD
Fare you well.
Do we but find the tyrant’s power tonight,
Let us be beaten, if we cannot fight.
Exuent
Act 5 Scene 7
Enter MACBETH
MACBETH
They’ve tied me to a stake: I cannot fly,
But, bear-like, I must fight the course. -- What’s he,
That was not born of woman? Such a one
Am I to fear, or none.
Enter YOUNG SIWARD
YOUNG SIWARD
What is thy name?
MACBETH
Thou’lt be afraid to hear it.
YOUNG SIWARD
No, though thou call’st theyself a hotter name
Than any is in hell.
MACBETH
My name’s Macbeth.
YOUNG SIWARD
The devil himself could not pronounce a title
More hateful to mine ear.
MACBETH
No, nor more fearful.
YOUNG SIWARD
Thou liest, abhorred tyrant: with my sword
I’ll prove the lie thou speakest.
They fight, and YOUNG SIWARD is slain.
MACBETH
Thou wast born of woman.
But swords I smile at, weapons laugh to scorn,
Brandished by a man that’s of a woman born.
Enter MACDUFF
MACDUFF
Turn, Hell-hound, turn!
MACBETH
Of all men else I have avoided thee:
But get thee back, my soul is too much charged
With blood of thine already.
MACDUFF
I have no words.
My voice is in my sword: thou bloodier villain
Than terms can give thee out.
They fight
MACBETH
Thou losest labor:
I bear a charmed life; which must not yield
To one of woman born.
MACDUFF
Despair thy charm;
For Macduff was from his mother’s womb
Untimely ripped.
MACBETH
Accursed be the tongue that tells me so.
I’ll not fight with thee.
MACDUFF
Then yield thee, coward,
And live to be the show and gaze of the time:
We’ll have thee, as our rarer monsters are,
Painted upon a pole, and underwrit,
“Here may you see the tyrant.”
MACBETH
I will not yield,
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 opposed, being of no woman born,
Yet, I will try the last. Lay on, Macduff!
And damned be him who first cries “Hold, enough!”
They fight and MACBETH is slain.
Act 5 Scene 9
Enter MALCOLM, SIWARD, ROSS, MENTEITH, CAITHNESS, LENNOX, ANGUS, and the CAPTAIN
MALCOLM
I would the friends we miss were safe arrived.
SIWARD
Some must go off; and yet, by these I see,
So great a day as this is cheaply bought.
MALCOLM
Macduff is missing, and your noble son.
ROSS
Your son, my Lord, has paid a soldier’s debt.
SIWARD
Then is he dead?
ROSS
Ay, and brought off the field.
SIWARD
Why then, God’s soldier be he!
Had I as many sons as I have hairs,
I would not wish them to a fairer death.
Enter MACDUFF with MACBETH’s head
MACDUFF
Hail, King! For so thou art. Behold, where stands
The usurpers cursed head: the time is free.
Hail, King of Scotland.
ALL
Hail, King of Scotland.
MALCOLM
My Thanes and kinsmen,
Henceforth, be Earls; the first that ever Scotland
In such an honor named. What’s more to do,
As calling home our exiled friends abroad,
Producing forth the cruel ministers
Of this dead butcher, and his fiend-like Queen,
Who, as ‘tis thought, by self and violent hands
Took off her life; -- this, and what needful else
That calls upon us, by the grace of Grace,
We will perform in measure, time, and place.
So thanks to all at once, and to each one,
Whom we invite to see us crowned at Scone.
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Act 4 Scene 3 -- [England]
Enter MALCOLM and MACDUFF
MALCOLM
What you have spoke, it may be so, perchance.
This tyrant, whose sole name blisters our tongues,
Was once thought honest: you have loved him well;
He hath not touched you yet. I am young; but something
You may deserve of him through me.
MACDUFF
I am not treacherous.
MALCOLM
But Macbeth is.
A good and virtuous nature may recoil,
In an imperial charge. But I shall crave your pardon:
That which you are my thoughts cannot transpose.
MACDUFF
Fare thee well, Lord.
I would not be the villain that thou think’st
For the whole space that’s in the tyrant’s grasp,
And the rich East to boot.
MALCOLM
Be not offended:
I speak not in absolute fear of you.
I think our country sinks beneath the yoke;
It weeps, it bleeds; and each new day a gash
Is added to her wounds: I think, withal,
There would be hands uplifted in my right;
And here, from gracious England, have I offer
Of goodly thousands.
Enter ROSS
MACDUFF
See who comes here.
MALCOLM
My countryman; but yet I know him not.
MACDUFF
My ever gentle cousin, welcome hither.
MALCOLM
I know him now. Good God, betimes remove
The means that makes us strangers.
MACDUFF
Stands Scotland where it did?
ROSS
Alas, poor country!
Almost afraid to know itself. It cannot
Be called our mother, but our grave.
MALCOLM
What’s the newest grief?
ROSS
That of an hour’s age doth hiss the speaker;
Each minute teems a new one.
MACDUFF
How does my wife?
ROSS
Why, well.
MACDUFF
And all my children?
ROSS
Well too.
MACDUFF
The tyrant has not battered at their peace?
ROSS
No; they were well at peace, when I did leave them.
Now is the time of help. Your eye in Scotland
Would create soldiers, make our women fight,
To doff their dire distresses.
MALCOLM
Be it their comfort,
We are coming thither. Gracious England hath
Lent us good Siward, and ten thousand men;
An older, and a better soldier, none
That Christendom gives out.
ROSS
Would I could answer
This comfort with the like! But I have words,
That share some woe, though the main part
Pertains to you alone.
MACDUFF
If it be mine,
Keep it not from me; quickly let me have it.
ROSS
Let your ears not despise my tongue forever.
MACDUFF
Humh! I guess at it.
ROSS
Your castle is surprised; your wife, and babes,
Savagely slaughtered.
MACDUFF
My children too?
ROSS
Wife, children, servants, all
That could be found.
MACDUFF
And I must be from thence.
My wife killed too?
ROSS
I have said.
MALCOLM
Let’s make us medicines of our great revenge,
To cure this deadly grief.
MACDUFF
He has no children. -- All my pretty ones?
Did you say all? -- O Hell-kite! -- All?
MALCOLM
Dispute it like a man.
MACDUFF
I shall do so,
But first I must feel it as a man.
MALCOLM
Be this the whetstone of your sword: let grief
Convert to anger; blunt not the heart, enrage it.
MACDUFF
Bring thou this fiend of Scotland, and myself;
Within my sword’s length set him; if he escape,
Heaven forgive him too.
MALCOLM
This tune goes manly.
Come, go we to the King: our power is ready.
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Act 5 Scene 1
Enter SCOTCH DOCTOR and SERVANT
SCOTCH DOCTOR
I have two nights watched with you, but can perceive no truth in your report.
When was it she last walked?
SERVANT
Since his Majesty went into the field.
SCOTCH DOCTOR
A great perturbation in nature, to receive at once the benefit of sleep,
and do the effects of walking.
Enter LADY MACBETH
SERVANT
Lo you! Here she comes, and, upon my life, fast asleep. Observe her.
SCOTCH DOCTOR
You see, her eyes are open.
SERVANT
Ay, but their sense are shut.
SCOTCH DOCTOR
What is it she does now? Look, how she rubs her hands.
LADY MACBETH
Yet here’s a spot.
SCOTCH DOCTOR
Hark! She speaks.
LADY MACBETH
Out, damned spot! Out, I say! Who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him.
SCOTCH DOCTOR
Do you mark that?
LADY MACBETH
The Thane of Fife had a wife: where is she now? What, will these hands never be clean?
SCOTCH DOCTOR
This disease is beyond my practice: yet I have known those which have walked in their sleep, who have died holily in their beds.
LADY MACBETH
Wash your hands, put on your night-gown; look not so pale. -- I tell you yet again, Banquo’s buried: he cannot come out on his grave.
SCOTCH DOCTOR
Even so?
LADY MACBETH
To bed, to bed: there’s knocking at the gate. Come, come, come, come, give me your hand. What’s done cannot be undone. To bed, to bed, to bed.
Exit LADY MACBETH
SCOTCH DOCTOR
Will she now go to bed?
SERVANT
Directly.
SCOTCH DOCTOR
Foul whisperings are abroad. Unnatural deeds
Do breed unnatural acts -- So, good night:
My mind she has mated, and amazed my sight.
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Act 5 Scene 2
Enter MENTEITH, CAITHNESS, ANGUS, LENNOX, and the CAPTAIN
MENTEITH
The English power is near, led on by Malcolm,
His uncle Siward, and the good Macduff.
ANGUS
Near Birnam wood
Shall we well meet them: that way are they coming.
CAITHNESS
Who knows if Donalbain be with his brother?
LENNOX
For certain, Sir, he is not. I have a file
Of all the gentry: there is Siward’s son,
And many unrough youths.
MENTEITH
What does the tyrant?
CAITHNESS
Great Dunsinane he strongly fortifies.
Some say he’s mad.
ANGUS
Now does he feel
His secret murders sticking on his hands.
MENTEITH
Who then shall blame
His pestered senses to recoil and start?
CAITHNESS
Well, march we on.
LENNOX
Make we our march towards Birnam.
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Act 5 Scene 3 -- [Dunsinane]
Enter MACBETH, DOCTOR, the TWO MURDERERS
MACBETH
Bring me no more reports; let them fly all:
Till Birnam wood remove to Dunsinane,
I cannot taint with fear. What’s the boy Malcolm?
Was he not born of woman?
Enter SERVANT
The devil damn thee black, thou cream-faced loon!
Where gottest thou that goose look?
SERVANT
There’s ten thousand --
MACBETH
Geese, villain?
SERVANT
Soldiers, Sir.
MACBETH
Go prick thy face and over-red thy fear.
Death to thy soul. What soldiers, whey-face?
SERVANT
The English force, so please you.
MACBETH
Take thy face hence.
Exit SERVANT
MACBETH
Seyton! I am sick at heart,
When I behold, -- Seyton, I say!
Enter SEYTON
SEYTON
What’s your gracious pleasure.
MACBETH
I’ll fight, till from my bones my flesh be hacked.
Give me my armor.
SEYTON
‘Tis not needed yet.
MACBETH
I’ll put it on. How does your patient, Doctor?
ENGLISH DOCTOR
Not so sick, my Lord
As she is troubled with thick-coming fancies.
MACBETH
Cure her of that:
Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased?
ENGLISH DOCTOR
Therein the patient
Must minister to himself.
MACBETH
Throw physic to the dogs; I’ll none of it.
Come, put my armor on; give me my staff.
I will not be afraid of death and bane,
Till Birnam forest come to Dunsinane.
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Act 5 Scene 4 -- [Birnam Forest]
Enter MALCOLM, MACDUFF, SIWARD, YOUNG SIWARD, and ROSS meeting MENTEITH, CAITHNESS, LENNOX, ANGUS, and the CAPTAIN.
MALCOLM
Cousins, I hope the days are near at hand,
That chambers will be safe.
MENTEITH
We doubt it nothing.
SIWARD
What is this wood before us?
MENTEITH
The wood of Birnam.
MALCOLM
Let every soldier hew him down a bough,
And bear it before him: thereby shall we shadow
The numbers of our host, and make discovery
Err in report of us.
CAPTAIN
It shall be done.
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Act 5 Scene 5 -- [Dunsinane]
Enter MACBETH, SEYTON, TWO MURDERERS
MACBETH
Hang out our banners on the outward walls;
The cry is still, “They come!” Our castle’s strength
Will laugh a siege to scorn.
A cry of women is heard
MACBETH
What is that noise?
SEYTON
It is the cry of women, my good Lord.
MACBETH
Wherefore was that cry?
SEYTON
The Queen, my Lord, is dead.
MACBETH
She should have died hereafter:
There would have been a time for such a word. --
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life’s but a walking shadow; a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury
Signifying nothing.
Enter SERVANT
SERVANT
Gracious my Lord,
I should report that which I say I saw,
But know not how to do it.
MACBETH
Well, say, sir.
SERVANT
As I did stand my watch upon the hill,
I looked towards Birnam, and anon, methought,
The wood began to move.
MACBETH
Liar and slave!
SERVANT
Let me endure your wrath, if it be not so.
MACBETH
If thou speakest false,
Upon the next tree shalt thou hang alive,
Till famine cling thee: if thy speech be sooth,
I care not if thou dost for me as much.
I pull in resolution -- “Fear not, till Birnam wood
Do come to Dunsinane” and now a wood
Comes toward Dunsinane. -- Arm, arm, and out! --
Ring the alarm bell! -- Blow, wind! Come, wrack.
At least we’ll die with harness on our back.
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Act 5 Scene 6 -- [Dunsinane]
Enter MALCOLM, MACDUFF, SIWARD, YOUNG SIWARD, ROSS, MENTEITH, CAITHNESS, LENNOX, ANGUS, and the CAPTAIN with boughs.
MALCOLM
Now, near enough, your leavy screens throw down,
And show like those you are. -- You worthy uncle,
Shall, with my cousin, your right noble son,
Lead our first battle: worthy Macduff and we,
Shall take upon us what remains to do,
According to our order.
SIWARD
Fare you well.
Do we but find the tyrant’s power tonight,
Let us be beaten, if we cannot fight.
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Act 5 Scene 7
Enter MACBETH
MACBETH
They’ve tied me to a stake: I cannot fly,
But, bear-like, I must fight the course. -- What’s he,
That was not born of woman? Such a one
Am I to fear, or none.
Enter YOUNG SIWARD
YOUNG SIWARD
What is thy name?
MACBETH
Thou’lt be afraid to hear it.
YOUNG SIWARD
No, though thou call’st theyself a hotter name
Than any is in hell.
MACBETH
My name’s Macbeth.
YOUNG SIWARD
The devil himself could not pronounce a title
More hateful to mine ear.
MACBETH
No, nor more fearful.
YOUNG SIWARD
Thou liest, abhorred tyrant: with my sword
I’ll prove the lie thou speakest.
They fight, and YOUNG SIWARD is slain.
MACBETH
Thou wast born of woman.
But swords I smile at, weapons laugh to scorn,
Brandished by a man that’s of a woman born.
Enter MACDUFF
MACDUFF
Turn, Hell-hound, turn!
MACBETH
Of all men else I have avoided thee:
But get thee back, my soul is too much charged
With blood of thine already.
MACDUFF
I have no words.
My voice is in my sword: thou bloodier villain
Than terms can give thee out.
They fight
MACBETH
Thou losest labor:
I bear a charmed life; which must not yield
To one of woman born.
MACDUFF
Despair thy charm;
For Macduff was from his mother’s womb
Untimely ripped.
MACBETH
Accursed be the tongue that tells me so.
I’ll not fight with thee.
MACDUFF
Then yield thee, coward,
And live to be the show and gaze of the time:
We’ll have thee, as our rarer monsters are,
Painted upon a pole, and underwrit,
“Here may you see the tyrant.”
MACBETH
I will not yield,
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 opposed, being of no woman born,
Yet, I will try the last. Lay on, Macduff!
And damned be him who first cries “Hold, enough!”
They fight and MACBETH is slain.
Act 5 Scene 9
Enter MALCOLM, SIWARD, ROSS, MENTEITH, CAITHNESS, LENNOX, ANGUS, and the CAPTAIN
MALCOLM
I would the friends we miss were safe arrived.
SIWARD
Some must go off; and yet, by these I see,
So great a day as this is cheaply bought.
MALCOLM
Macduff is missing, and your noble son.
ROSS
Your son, my Lord, has paid a soldier’s debt.
SIWARD
Then is he dead?
ROSS
Ay, and brought off the field.
SIWARD
Why then, God’s soldier be he!
Had I as many sons as I have hairs,
I would not wish them to a fairer death.
Enter MACDUFF with MACBETH’s head
MACDUFF
Hail, King! For so thou art. Behold, where stands
The usurpers cursed head: the time is free.
Hail, King of Scotland.
ALL
Hail, King of Scotland.
MALCOLM
My Thanes and kinsmen,
Henceforth, be Earls; the first that ever Scotland
In such an honor named. What’s more to do,
As calling home our exiled friends abroad,
Producing forth the cruel ministers
Of this dead butcher, and his fiend-like Queen,
Who, as ‘tis thought, by self and violent hands
Took off her life; -- this, and what needful else
That calls upon us, by the grace of Grace,
We will perform in measure, time, and place.
So thanks to all at once, and to each one,
Whom we invite to see us crowned at Scone.
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