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Be not lost So poorly in your thoughts. Knocking within Wake Duncan with thy knocking! I would thou couldst! Knocking within. If a man were porter of hell-gate, he should have old turning the key. Knocking within Knock, knock, knock!

Knocking within Knock, knock! Knocking within Knock, knock; never at quiet! What are you? But this place is too cold for hell. Knocking within Anon, anon! I pray you, remember the porter. Porter Marry, sir, nose-painting, sleep, and urine. Lechery, sir, it provokes, and unprovokes; it provokes the desire, but it takes away the performance: therefore, much drink may be said to be an equivocator with lechery: it makes him, and it mars him; it sets him on, and it takes him off; it persuades him, and disheartens him; makes him stand to, and not stand to; in conclusion, equivocates him in a sleep, and, giving him the lie, leaves him.

This is the door. Tongue nor heart Cannot conceive nor name thee! Ring the alarum-bell. Murder and treason! Banquo and Donalbain! As from your graves rise up, and walk like sprites, To countenance this horror! Ring the bell. What, in our house? Dear Duff, I prithee, contradict thyself, And say it is not so. No man: The expedition my violent love Outrun the pauser, reason. Fears and scruples shake us: In the great hand of God I stand; and thence Against the undivulged pretence I fight Of treasonous malice.

ALL So all. ALL Well contented. Exeunt all but Malcolm and Donalbain. Here comes the good Macduff. ROSS Alas, the day! What good could they pretend? Lest our old robes sit easier than our new!

ROSS Farewell, father. If there come truth from them— As upon thee, Macbeth, their speeches shine— Why, by the verities on thee made good, May they not be my oracles as well, And set me up in hope? But hush! Sennet sounded. Hie you to horse: adieu, Till you return at night. Goes Fleance with you?

Exit Attendant To be thus is nothing; But to be safely thus. Rather than so, come fate into the list. And champion me to the utterance! Re-enter Attendant, with two Murderers Now go to the door, and stay there till we call.

Exit Attendant Was it not yesterday we spoke together? First Murderer It was, so please your highness. Do you find Your patience so predominant in your nature That you can let this go? First Murderer We are men, my liege. MACBETH Ay, in the catalogue ye go for men; As hounds and greyhounds, mongrels, spaniels, curs, Shoughs, water-rugs and demi-wolves, are clept All by the name of dogs: the valued file Distinguishes the swift, the slow, the subtle, The housekeeper, the hunter, every one According to the gift which bounteous nature Hath in him closed; whereby he does receive Particular addition.

Second Murderer I am one, my liege, Whom the vile blows and buffets of the world Have so incensed that I am reckless what I do to spite the world. Both Murderers True, my lord. Second Murderer We shall, my lord, Perform what you command us.

Both Murderers We are resolved, my lord. Exeunt Murderers It is concluded. Servant Ay, madam, but returns again to-night. Servant Madam, I will. But let the frame of things disjoint, both the worlds suffer, Ere we will eat our meal in fear and sleep In the affliction of these terrible dreams That shake us nightly: better be with the dead, Whom we, to gain our peace, have sent to peace, Than on the torture of the mind to lie In restless ecstasy.

Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day; And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale! So, prithee, go with me. Enter three Murderers First Murderer But who did bid thee join with us? Third Murderer Macbeth. Second Murderer He needs not our mistrust, since he delivers Our offices and what we have to do To the direction just. First Murderer Then stand with us. The west yet glimmers with some streaks of day: Now spurs the lated traveller apace To gain the timely inn; and near approaches The subject of our watch.

Third Murderer Hark! I hear horses. First Murderer His horses go about. Third Murderer Almost a mile: but he does usually, So all men do, from hence to the palace gate Make it their walk. Second Murderer A light, a light! First Murderer Let it come down. Fly, good Fleance, fly, fly, fly! Thou mayst revenge. O slave! First Murderer Wast not the way? Second Murderer We have lost Best half of our affair. A banquet prepared. Lords Thanks to your majesty. Our hostess keeps her state, but in best time We will require her welcome.

First Murderer My lord, his throat is cut; that I did for him. First Murderer Ay, my good lord: safe in a ditch he bides, With twenty trenched gashes on his head; The least a death to nature. Now, good digestion wait on appetite, And health on both!

Lords What, my good lord? ROSS Gentlemen, rise: his highness is not well. Are you a man? This is the very painting of your fear: This is the air-drawn dagger which, you said, Led you to Duncan. Shame itself! Why do you make such faces? Why, what care I? If thou canst nod, speak too. If charnel-houses and our graves must send Those that we bury back, our monuments Shall be the maws of kites.

Do not muse at me, my most worthy friends, I have a strange infirmity, which is nothing To those that know me. Give me some wine; fill full. Lords Our duties, and the pledge. Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold; Thou hast no speculation in those eyes Which thou dost glare with! Hence, horrible shadow! Unreal mockery, hence! Pray you, sit still. You make me strange Even to the disposition that I owe, When now I think you can behold such sights, And keep the natural ruby of your cheeks, When mine is blanched with fear.

ROSS What sights, my lord? At once, good night: Stand not upon the order of your going, But go at once. What is the night? I will to-morrow, And betimes I will, to the weird sisters: More shall they speak; for now I am bent to know, By the worst means, the worst. My strange and self-abuse Is the initiate fear that wants hard use: We are yet but young in deed. And, which is worse, all you have done Hath been but for a wayward son, Spiteful and wrathful, who, as others do, Loves for his own ends, not for you.

Who cannot want the thought how monstrous It was for Malcolm and for Donalbain To kill their gracious father? How it did grieve Macbeth! Was not that nobly done? But, peace! Lord The son of Duncan, From whom this tyrant holds the due of birth Lives in the English court, and is received Of the most pious Edward with such grace That the malevolence of fortune nothing Takes from his high respect: thither Macduff Is gone to pray the holy king, upon his aid To wake Northumberland and warlike Siward: That, by the help of these—with Him above To ratify the work—we may again Give to our tables meat, sleep to our nights, Free from our feasts and banquets bloody knives, Do faithful homage and receive free honours: All which we pine for now: and this report Hath so exasperate the king that he Prepares for some attempt of war.

Some holy angel Fly to the court of England and unfold His message ere he come, that a swift blessing May soon return to this our suffering country Under a hand accursed! Second Witch Thrice and once the hedge-pig whined.

ALL Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn, and cauldron bubble. ALL Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn and cauldron bubble. Open, locks, Whoever knocks! ALL A deed without a name. First Witch Speak. Second Witch Demand. ALL Come, high or low; Thyself and office deftly show! First Apparition Macbeth! Dismiss me. Second Apparition Be bloody, bold, and resolute; laugh to scorn The power of man, for none of woman born Shall harm Macbeth.

Third Apparition: a Child crowned, with a tree in his hand What is this That rises like the issue of a king, And wears upon his baby-brow the round And top of sovereignty? Sweet bodements! ALL Seek to know no more. Let me know. Why sinks that cauldron? Hautboys First Witch Show! Second Witch Show!

Third Witch Show! ALL Show his eyes, and grieve his heart; Come like shadows, so depart! 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! Apparitions vanish What, is this so? First Witch Ay, sir, all this is so: but why Stands Macbeth thus amazedly? Let this pernicious hour Stand aye accursed in the calendar! Come in, without there! But no more sights! Come, bring me where they are. ROSS You must have patience, madam. He loves us not; He wants the natural touch: for the poor wren, The most diminutive of birds, will fight, Her young ones in her nest, against the owl.

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Featured In. Get more great content in your Inbox. Thanks for subscribing to the FreshBooks Blog Newsletter. Expect the first one to arrive in your inbox in the next two weeks. Am I yourself But, as it were, in sort or limitation, To keep with you at meals, comfort your bed, And talk to you sometimes? Dwell I but in the suburbs Of your good pleasure? Knocking within Hark, hark! All my engagements I will construe to thee, All the charactery of my sad brows: Leave me with haste.

Boy, stand aside. Caius Ligarius! Would you were not sick! Soul of Rome! Brave son, derived from honourable loins! Thou, like an exorcist, hast conjured up My mortified spirit. Now bid me run, And I will strive with things impossible; Yea, get the better of them. What it is, my Caius, I shall unfold to thee, as we are going To whom it must be done. Enter a Servant Servant My lord? Servant I will, my lord. You shall not stir out of your house to-day.

There is one within, Besides the things that we have heard and seen, Recounts most horrid sights seen by the watch. O Caesar! Yet Caesar shall go forth; for these predictions Are to the world in general as to Caesar. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard. It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come. Re-enter Servant What say the augurers? Servant They would not have you to stir forth to-day.

Plucking the entrails of an offering forth, They could not find a heart within the beast. Do not go forth to-day: call it my fear That keeps you in the house, and not your own. Decius, go tell them Caesar will not come. If you shall send them word you will not come, Their minds may change.

Pardon me, Caesar; for my dear dear love To our proceeding bids me tell you this; And reason to my love is liable. I am ashamed I did yield to them. Give me my robe, for I will go. Good morrow, Casca. Good morrow, Antony. Now, Cinna: now, Metellus: what, Trebonius! There is but one mind in all these men, and it is bent against Caesar. If thou beest not immortal, look about you: security gives way to conspiracy. The mighty gods defend thee! My heart laments that virtue cannot live Out of the teeth of emulation.

If thou read this, O Caesar, thou mayst live; If not, the Fates with traitors do contrive. How hard it is for women to keep counsel! Art thou here yet? Run to the Capitol, and nothing else? And so return to you, and nothing else? Hark, boy! Soothsayer At mine own house, good lady. Soothsayer About the ninth hour, lady. Soothsayer Madam, not yet: I go to take my stand, To see him pass on to the Capitol. Soothsayer That I have, lady: if it will please Caesar To be so good to Caesar as to hear me, I shall beseech him to befriend himself.

Soothsayer None that I know will be, much that I fear may chance. Good morrow to you. Ay me, how weak a thing The heart of woman is! O Brutus, The heavens speed thee in thine enterprise! Sure, the boy heard me: Brutus hath a suit That Caesar will not grant. O, I grow faint. Run, Lucius, and commend me to my lord; Say I am merry: come to me again, And bring me word what he doth say to thee. Exeunt severally. Soothsayer Ay, Caesar; but not gone. Come to the Capitol.

I fear our purpose is discovered. Brutus, what shall be done? If this be known, Cassius or Caesar never shall turn back, For I will slay myself. He draws Mark Antony out of the way. Let him go, And presently prefer his suit to Caesar. What is now amiss That Caesar and his senate must redress? These couchings and these lowly courtesies Might fire the blood of ordinary men, And turn pre-ordinance and first decree Into the law of children.

Thy brother by decree is banished: If thou dost bend and pray and fawn for him, I spurn thee like a cur out of my way. Know, Caesar doth not wrong, nor without cause Will he be satisfied.

Then fall, Caesar. Tyranny is dead! Run hence, proclaim, cry it about the streets. Publius, good cheer; There is no harm intended to your person, Nor to no Roman else: so tell them, Publius. How many ages hence Shall this our lofty scene be acted over In states unborn and accents yet unknown! If Brutus will vouchsafe that Antony May safely come to him, and be resolved How Caesar hath deserved to lie in death, Mark Antony shall not love Caesar dead So well as Brutus living; but will follow The fortunes and affairs of noble Brutus Thorough the hazards of this untrod state With all true faith.

So says my master Antony. Are all thy conquests, glories, triumphs, spoils, Shrunk to this little measure? Fare thee well. I do beseech ye, if you bear me hard, Now, whilst your purpled hands do reek and smoke, Fulfil your pleasure.

Live a thousand years, I shall not find myself so apt to die: No place will please me so, no mean of death, As here by Caesar, and by you cut off, The choice and master spirits of this age. Though now we must appear bloody and cruel, As, by our hands and this our present act, You see we do, yet see you but our hands And this the bleeding business they have done: Our hearts you see not; they are pitiful; And pity to the general wrong of Rome— As fire drives out fire, so pity pity— Hath done this deed on Caesar.

Gentlemen all,—alas, what shall I say? My credit now stands on such slippery ground, That one of two bad ways you must conceit me, Either a coward or a flatterer. Had I as many eyes as thou hast wounds, Weeping as fast as they stream forth thy blood, It would become me better than to close In terms of friendship with thine enemies.

Pardon me, Julius! O world, thou wast the forest to this hart; And this, indeed, O world, the heart of thee. How like a deer, strucken by many princes, Dost thou here lie! Friends am I with you all and love you all, Upon this hope, that you shall give me reasons Why and wherein Caesar was dangerous. It shall advantage more than do us wrong. I do desire no more. Thou art the ruins of the noblest man That ever lived in the tide of times. Woe to the hand that shed this costly blood!

Enter a Servant You serve Octavius Caesar, do you not? Servant I do, Mark Antony. Servant He did receive his letters, and is coming; And bid me say to you by word of mouth— O Caesar! Passion, I see, is catching; for mine eyes, Seeing those beads of sorrow stand in thine, Began to water.

Is thy master coming? Servant He lies to-night within seven leagues of Rome. Yet, stay awhile; Thou shalt not back till I have borne this corse Into the market-place: there shall I try In my oration, how the people take The cruel issue of these bloody men; According to the which, thou shalt discourse To young Octavius of the state of things.

Lend me your hand. Cassius, go you into the other street, And part the numbers. First Citizen I will hear Brutus speak. Second Citizen I will hear Cassius; and compare their reasons, When severally we hear them rendered.

Romans, countrymen, and lovers! If then that friend demand why Brutus rose against Caesar, this is my answer: —Not that I loved Caesar less, but that I loved Rome more.

Had you rather Caesar were living and die all slaves, than that Caesar were dead, to live all free men? As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him: but, as he was ambitious, I slew him.

There is tears for his love; joy for his fortune; honour for his valour; and death for his ambition. Who is here so base that would be a bondman? If any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so rude that would not be a Roman? Who is here so vile that will not love his country? I pause for a reply. All None, Brutus, none. I have done no more to Caesar than you shall do to Brutus. The question of his death is enrolled in the Capitol; his glory not extenuated, wherein he was worthy, nor his offences enforced, for which he suffered death.

With this I depart,—that, as I slew my best lover for the good of Rome, I have the same dagger for myself, when it shall please my country to need my death. All Live, Brutus! First Citizen Bring him with triumph home unto his house. Second Citizen Give him a statue with his ancestors.

Third Citizen Let him be Caesar. Brutus speaks. First Citizen Peace, ho! I do entreat you, not a man depart, Save I alone, till Antony have spoke.

Exit First Citizen Stay, ho! Noble Antony, go up. Goes into the pulpit Fourth Citizen What does he say of Brutus? Fourth Citizen Twere best he speak no harm of Brutus here.

First Citizen This Caesar was a tyrant. Second Citizen Peace! The evil that men do lives after them; The good is oft interred with their bones; So let it be with Caesar. He was my friend, faithful and just to me: But Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man. He hath brought many captives home to Rome Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill: Did this in Caesar seem ambitious? When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept: Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man.

You all did see that on the Lupercal I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition? Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honourable man.

I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause: What cause withholds you then, to mourn for him? O judgment! Bear with me; My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar, And I must pause till it come back to me. First Citizen Methinks there is much reason in his sayings. Second Citizen If thou consider rightly of the matter, Caesar has had great wrong. Third Citizen Has he, masters?

I fear there will a worse come in his place. First Citizen If it be found so, some will dear abide it. Second Citizen Poor soul! Fourth Citizen Now mark him, he begins again to speak. And none so poor to do him reverence. O masters, if I were disposed to stir Your hearts and minds to mutiny and rage, I should do Brutus wrong, and Cassius wrong, Who, you all know, are honourable men: I will not do them wrong; I rather choose To wrong the dead, to wrong myself and you, Than I will wrong such honourable men.

All The will, the will! You are not wood, you are not stones, but men; And, being men, bearing the will of Caesar, It will inflame you, it will make you mad: Tis good you know not that you are his heirs; For, if you should, O, what would come of it!

Fourth Citizen They were traitors: honourable men! All The will! Second Citizen They were villains, murderers: the will! Then make a ring about the corpse of Caesar, And let me show you him that made the will. Shall I descend? Several Citizens Come down. Second Citizen Descend.

Third Citizen You shall have leave. First Citizen Stand from the hearse, stand from the body. Second Citizen Room for Antony, most noble Antony. Several Citizens Stand back; room; bear back. O, what a fall was there, my countrymen!