Keep it not from me, quickly let me have it. Roffe. Let not your ears despise my tongue for ever, Which shall possess them with the heaviest sound, That ever yet they heard. Macd. Hum ! I guess at it. Role. Your castle is surpriz’d, your wife and babes Savagely flaughter'd; to relate the manner, Were on the quarry of these murther'd deer To add the death of you. Mal. Merciful heav'n! Macd. My children too! found. Macd. And I must be from thence! my wife kill'd too ! Mal. Be comforted. All my pretty Mal. Difpute it like a man. *** (18) He has, &c.] Nothing can be more natural than this redection ; the father's thoughts are wholly engrossed by his mifforture, and disregarding what Malcolm fays to him, he bursts out into this pathetic exprobation of the tyrant ; Conftance in king Fobn speaks thus to Pandolph, He talks to me that riever had a son ! But But I must also feel it as a man. grief Convert to wrath: blunt not the heart, enrage it. Macd. O, I could play the woman with mine eyes, And braggart with my tongue. But, gentle heav'n! Cut short all intermission : front to front, Bring thou this fiend of Scotland and myself ; Within my swords length set him, if he 'scape, Then heav'n forgive him too! Mal. This tune goes manly : Come, go we to the king, our power is ready; Our lack is nothing but our leave, Mạcbeth Is ripe for thaking, and the powers above Put on their instruments., Receive what cheer you may ; The night is long that never finds the day, [Exeunt. ACT V. SCENE 1. Enter Lady Macbeth with a Taper. Gent. Lo, you! here the comes - this is her very guise, and, upon my life, fast afleep ; observe her, stand clofe. Dot. How came fhe by that light ? Gent. Why, it ftood by her : fhe has light by her continually, 'tis her command. Dot. Doet. You see, her eyes are open. :3 usori ai Doct. What is it she does now? look how she rubs her hands: Gent. It is an accustom'd action with her, to feem thus washing her hands: I have known her continue in this a quarter of an hour. Lady. Yet here's a spot. Doct. Hark, she speaks. I will set , down what comes from her, to satisfy my remembrance the more Atrongly, Lady. Out! damned spot; out, I say, one; two; why then 'tis time to do't hell is murky. Fy, my lord, fy, a soldier, and afraid? what need we fear who knows it, when none can call our power to account -yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him ? Doet. Do you mark that? Lady. The Thane of Fife had a wife : where is the now what, will these hands ne'er be clean ?no more o' that, my lord, no more o' that: you mar all with this starting Dott. Go to, go to'; you have known what you should not. Gent. She has spoke what she should not, I am sure of that: heaven knows, what she has known. Lady. Here's the smell of the blood still : all the perfumes of Arabia will not fweeten this little hand, Oh! oh! oh! Dol. What a figh is there? the heart is forely charg'd. Gent. I would not have such a heart in my bosom, for the dignity of the whole body, Do&t. Well, well, well Doct. . ried ; Doct. This disease is beyond my practice: yet I have known those which have walk'd in their fleep, who have died holily in their beds. Lady. Wash your hands, put on your night-gown, look not so pale I tell you yet again Banquo's buhe cannot come out of his grave. Doct. Even so ? Lady. 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. SCENE III. Despis'd Old-Age. old age, (18) My way, &c.] Way may be explained by -- the progress, or course of my life: but I must own, Mr. Johnson's conjecture appears very plausible : as, says he, there is no relation between the way of life, and fallen into the sear, I am inclined to believe, that the w is only an m inverted, and, that it was originally written my may of life. " I am now paffed from the spring to the autumn of my days, but I am without those comforts that succeed the sprightliness of bloom, and support me in this melancholy season.” The words the fear, and yellow leaf, seem greatly to countedance this conjecture: * Old-age] Šampson enumerating his sorrows, laments che misery! of being contemptible in his old-age : To viltants a gaze Milton's Samson Agons 1 Diseases Difcafes of the Mind, incurable. Scene V. Reflections on Life. 32 th (19) Oblivious, &c.] Alluding to the Nepenthe : a certain mixture, of which opium perhaps was one of the ingredients. Horner Od. 4. 221. Νηπενθες τ' αχολoντε, κακων επιληθον απαθων. i.e. the oblivious antidote, causing the forgetfulness of all the evils of life, What is remarkable, had Shakespear understood Greek as well as Jonson, he could not more closely have expressed the meaning of the old bard. Upton. (20) To, &c.] A cry being heard, Macbeth enquires, Wherefore it was? and is anfwer'd, the queen is dead : upon which he observes : She should have dy'd hereafter : &c. Mr. Jobnfon is for reading, To-morrow, &C. The |