Good repose, the while! Macb. Ban. Thanks, sir; the like to you! [Exit BAN. Macb. Go, bid thy mistress, when my drink is ready, She strike upon the bell. Get thee to bed. [Exit Servant. Is this a dagger, which I see before me, Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling, as to sight? or art thou but Thou marshal'st me the way that I was going; Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses, Thus to mine eyes.-Now o'er the one half world Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace, And take the present horror from the time, Which now suits with it.-Whiles I threat, he lives; 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. SCENE II. The same. Enter LADY MACBETH. [A bell rings. [Exit. Lady M. That which hath made them drunk, hath made me bold; What hath quenched them, hath given me fire.—Hark!— peace! It was the owl that shrieked, the fatal bellman, Which gives the stern'st good-night. He is about it: The doors are open; and the surfeited grooms Do mock their charge with snores. I have drugged their possets, That death and nature do contend about them, Macb. [Within.] Who's there?-what, ho! Lady M. Alack! I am afraid, they have awaked, And 'tis not done;-the attempt, and not the deed, Confounds us. Hark! I laid their daggers ready; He could not miss them.-Had he not resembled My father as he slept, I had done't.- My husband? Enter MACBETH. Macb. I have done the deed.- Didst thou not hear a noise? Lady M. I heard the owl scream, and the crickets cry. Did not you speak? Macb. When? Now. As I descended? Who lies i' the second chamber? Lady M. Donalbain. [Looking on his hands. say a sorry sight. Macb. This is a sorry sight. 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 M. There are two lodged together. Macb. One cried, God bless us! and, amen, the other; As they had seen me, with these hangman's hands. Listening their fear, I could not say, amen, When they did say, God bless us. Lady M. Consider it not so deeply. Macb. But wherefore could not I pronounce, amen? I had most need of blessing, and amen Stuck in my throat. Lady M. These deeds must not be thought After these ways; so, it will make us mad. Macb. Methought, I heard a voice cry, Sleep no more! Macbeth does murder sleep, the innocent sleep; |