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DUNCAN, King of Scotland.

Donalbain

, } Sons to the King

Macbeth,

Generals of the King's Army.
Banquo,
Lenox,
Macduff,
Roffe,

Noblemen of Scotland.
Mentech,
Angus,
Cathness,
Fleance, Son to Banquo.
Siward, General of the English Forces.
Young Siward bis Son.
Seyton, an officer attending on Macbeth.
Son to Macduff.
Doctor.

Lady Macbeth.
Lady Macduff.
Gentlewomen attending on Lady Macbeth.
Hecate, and three other Witches.

Lords, Gentlemen, Officers, Soldiers and Attendants.

The Ghost of Banquo, and several other Apparitions,

SCENE in the end of the fourth A& lyes in England, through the rest of the Play in Scotland, and chiefly

at Macbeth's Castle.

Suppos’d to be true biftory; taken from Hector Boetius,

and other Scotish Chroniclers.

MAC

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HEN shall we three meet again

In thunder, lightning, and in rain?
W 2 Witch. When the hurly-burly's done,

When the battel's lost and won.

3 Witch. That will be ere set of fun. 1 Witch. Where the place? 2 Witch. Upon the heath. 3 Witch. There I go to meet Macbeth.

i Witch. I come, I come, Grimalkin

2 Witcb. Padocke calls-anon !

All. Fair is foul, and foul is fair, Hover through fog and filthy air.

(They rise from the stage, and fly away.

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S CEN Ν Ε ΙΙ.

The Palace at Foris.

Enter King, Malcolm, Donalbain, Lenox, with Alten

dants, meeting a bleeding Captain. King. W Hat bloody man is that? he can report,

As seemeth by his plight, of the revolt
The newest state.

Mal. This is the serjeant, who
Like ? la right good and hardy soldier fought
'Gainst my captivity. Hail, hail, brave friend!
Say to the King the knowledge of the broil,
As thou didst leave it.

Cap. Doubtful long it stood;
As two spent swimmers that do cling together,
And choak their art: the merciless Macdonel
(Worthy to be a rebel, for to that
The multiplying villainies of nature
Do swarm upon him) from the western isles
3/ With' Kerns and Gallow.glasses was supply'd,
And fortune on his damned + 'quarrell smiling,
Shew'd like s'the rebel's whore. But all too weak:
For brave Macbeth (well he deserves that name)
Disdaining fortune, with his brandisht steel
Which smoak'd with bloody execution,
Like Valour's minion carved out his passage,
'Till he had fac'd the flave,
Who ne'er shook hands nor bid farewel to him,
'Till he unseam'd him from the 6/nape' to th' chops,
And fix'd his head upon our battlements.

King. O valiant cousin! worthy gentleman !

Сар.

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4 quarry ...old edit, Warb. emend. 6 nave ... old edit. Warb. emend.

5 a

Cap. As whence the sun gives his reflection, a
Shipwrecking storms and direful thunders break;
So from that spring whence comfort feem'd to come,
Discomfort swell’d. Mark, King of Scotland, mark;
No sooner Justice had, with valour arm'd,
Compelld these skipping Kerns to trust their heels,
But the Norweyan Lord Turveying vantage,
With furbisht arms and new supplies of men
Began a fresh afsault.

King. Dismay'd not this
Our captains, i'brave Macbetb' and Banquo?

Cap. Yes,
As sparrows eagles, or the hare the lion.
If I say sooth, I must report they were
As cannons overcharg'd; with double cracks,
So they redoubled stroaks upon the foe:
Except they meant to bache in reeking wounds,
Or memorize another Golgotha,
I cannot tell-
But I am faint, my gashes cry for help

King. So well thy words become thee, as thy wounds: They smack of honour both. Go, get him surgeons. .

Enter Roffe and Angus.
But who comes here?
Mal. The worthy Thane of Rosse.

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Len. What haste looks through his eyes? so should he
That seems to speak things strange.
Rose. God save the King!
King. Whence cam'ft thou, worthy Thane ?
Roje. From Fife, great King,
Where the Norweyan banners flout the sky,
And fan our people cold.
Norway, himself with numbers terrible,
Allisted by that most difoyal traitor

The (a) By this is meant the Rainbow the firongest and most remarkable refle&tion of any the sun gives.

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The Thane of Cawdor, 'gan a dismal conflict ;
'Till that Bellona's bridegroom, lapt in proof,
Confronted him with felf-comparisons,
Point againit point rebellious, arm’gainst arm,
Curbing his lavish spirit. To conclude,
The victory tell on us.

King. Great happiness !

Roje. Now Sweno, Norway's King, craves composition:
Nor would we deign him burial of his men,
'Till he disbursed, at Saint a 81 Colmkil-isle,'
Ten thoufand dollars, to our gen'ral use.

King. No more that Thane of Cawdor shall deceive
Our bofom intrest. Go, pronounce his death,
And with his former title

greet

Macbeth.
koje. I'll fee it done.
King. What he hath lost, noble Macbeth hath won.

[Exeunt.

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Thunder. Enter the three Witches. 1 Witch. WHere haft thou been, fifter ?

2 Witch. Killing swine.
3.Witch. Sifter, where thou?

I Witch. A sailor's wife had chestnuts in her lap,
And mouncht, and mouncht, and mouncht. Give me,
Aroint thee, witch, the rump-fed ronyon cries, [quoth I,
Her husband's to Aleppo gone, master oʻth' Tiger:
But in a fieve I'll thither fail,
And like a rat without a tail,
I'll do-l'll do and I'll do.

2 Wilch.

(a) Colmkil is one of the wefern Yes of Scotland, otherwise calld Jona.

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