By force took Dromio and my son from them, Duke. Why, here begins his morning story right; Ant. S. No, sir, not I; I came from Syracuse. Duke. Stay, stand apart; I know not which is which. Ant. E. came from Corinth, my most gracious lord. Dro. E. And I with him. Ant. E. Brought to this town with that most famous warrior, Duke Menaphon, your most renowned uncle. Adr. Which of you two did dine with me to-day? Ant. S. I, gentle mistress. Adr. And are not you my husband? Ant. S. And so do I, yet did she call me so; If this be not a dream, I see and hear. Ang. That is the chain, sir, which you had of me. Ant. E. And you, sir, for this chain, arrested me. Adr. I sent you money, sir, to be your bail, By Dromio; but I think he brought Dro. E. No, none by me. not. Ant. S. This purse of ducats I received from you, I see, we still did meet each other's man, Ant. E. These ducats pawn I for my father here. Ant. E. There, take it; and much thanks for my good cheer. To go with us into the abbey here, And hear at large discoursed all our fortunes : And all that are assembled in this place, The duke, my husband, and my children both, Go to a gossip's feast, and go with me; Duke. With all my heart, I'll gossip at this feast. [Exeunt Duke, Abbess, Egeon, Court., Merchant, Angelo, Dro. S. Master, shall I fetch your stuff from ship-board? [Exeunt Antip. S. and E., Adr. and Luc. Dro. S. There is a fat friend at your master's house, That kitchen'd me for you to-day at dinner; She now shall be my sister, not my wife. Dro. E. Methinks you are my glass and not my brother: I see by you, I am a sweet-faced youth. Will you walk in to see their gossiping? Dro. S. Not I, sir; you are my elder. Dro. E. That's a question: how shall we try it? Dro. S. We will draw cuts for the senior: till then, lead thou Dro. E. Nay, then thus: We came into the world, like brother and brother: [first. [Exeunt. MACBETH, Generals of the King's A Soldier. A Porter, An old Man. BANQUO, Army. SCENE. In the end of the Fourth Act, lies in England; through the rest of the Play, in Scotland; and, chiefly, at Macbeth's Castle. Act First. SCENE I.-AN OPEN PLACE. Thunder and lightning. Enter three Witches. 1 Witch. When shall we three meet again. In thunder, lightning, or in rain? 2 Witch. When the hurlyburly 's1 done, When the battle 's lost and won. 3 Witch. That will be ere set of sun. 1 Witch. Where the place? 2 Witch. Upon the heath: 3 Witch. There to meet with Macbeth. 1 Witch. I come, Graymalkin! All. Paddock calls :-Anon.— Fair is foul, and foul is fair: Hover through the fog and filthy air. 1 Uproar. [Witches vanish. SCENE II.-A CAMP NEAR FORES. Alarum within. Enter King Duncan, Malcolm, Donalbain, Lenox, with Attendants, meeting a bleeding Soldier. Dun. What bloody man is that? He can report, As seemeth by his plight, of the revolt The newest state. This is the sergeant, Mal. Sold. Doubtfully it stood; Carv'd out his passage, till he fac'd the slave; Dun. O, valiant cousin! worthy gentleman! Compell'd these skipping Kernes to trust their heels; With furbish'd arms, and new supplies of men, Dun. Dismay'd not this Yes; Our captains, Macbeth and Banquo? Sold. As sparrows, eagles; or the hare, the lion." Doubly redoubled strokes upon the foe: I cannot tell : But I am faint, my gashes cry for help. Dun. So well thy words become thee, as thy wounds; They smack of honour both :-Go, get him surgeons. 1 Light and heavy armed troops. [Exit Soldier, attended. 2 Truth. Who comes here? Mal. Enter Rosse. The worthy thane1 of Rosse. Len. What a haste looks through his eyes! So should he look, That seems to speak things strange. Rosse. God save the king! Dun. Whence cam'st thou, worthy thane? Where the Norweyan banners flout the sky, Norway himself, with terrible numbers, The thane of Cawdor, 'gan a dismal conflict: Dun. Rosse. That now Great happiness! Sweno, the Norways' king, craves composition; Till he disbursed, at St Colme's inch, Ten thousand dollars to our general use. Dun. No more that thane of Cawdor shall deceive Our bosom interest :-Go, pronounce his death, And with his former title greet Macbeth. Rosse. I'll see it done. Dun. What he hath lost, noble Macbeth hath won. [Exeunt. SCENE III.-A HEATH. Thunder. Enter the three Witches. 1 Witch. Where hast thou been, sister? 2 Witch. Killing swine. 3 Witch. Sister, where thou? 1 Witch. A sailor's wife had chesnuts in her lap, And mounch'd, and mounch'd, and mounch'd:- Give me, quoth I; Aroint thee, witch! the rump-fed ronyon cries. Her husband's to Aleppo gone, master o'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. 2 Witch. I'll give thee a wind. 1 Witch. Thou art kind. 3 Witch. And I another. 1 Witch. I myself have all the other; And the very ports they blow, All the quarters that they know I will drain him dry as hay: 1 Governor. 2 Defended by armour of proof. 3 Begone. 5 Compass. 4 A scurvy woman. |