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Macbeth

Act II, Scene 2

The same.
 
LADY MACBETH
        ,       2         T    T    T            ,         ,
      That which hath | made them drunk,| hath made | me bold:
                      ,      ,          ,      ,    __
      What hath / quenched them,| hath gi|ven me | fire.
        T     T     T      2     ,             ,
      Hark, Peace: it | was the owl | that shrieked,
      <-     ,        ,   ,             ,            Tx      T    T
        The fa||tal bell|man, which | gives the | sternest good night.
       ,   2    ,             ,         ,      o
5     He is a|bout it,| the doors | are o|pen:
       ,         ,    2        T    T   T             ,
      And the | surfeited | grooms do mock | their charge
              ,     ,           ,             ,
      With snores.| I have | drugged their | possets,
                ,           ,       ,        ,       ,
      <- That death || and na|ture do | contend | about | them,
      <- ,       2       ,        ,
10      Whe||ther they live,| or die.
 
MACBETH [Within]
                                       ___     ___          ,
                                      Who's | there?| What ho?
 
LADY MACBETH
         ,       ,      ,            ,       ,
      Alack,| I am | afraid | they have | awaked,
            ,          ,       2    ,          ,          ,
      And 'tis | not done:| The attempt,| and not | the deed,
               x       ,         ,           ,         ,
      Confounds us:| Hark: I | laid their | daggers | ready,
           ,           ,         ,        ,       ,      2->
15    He could | not miss |'em. Had | he not | resem|bled
          ,       ,        ,     ,           x
      My fa|ther as | he slept,| I had | done it.
          ,       3
      My hus|band?
 
MACBETH
                     3       ,          ,
                    I have done | the deed:
              ,          ,        ,
      Didst thou | not hear | a noise?  (tri with prev)
 
LADY MACBETH
          ,          ,       ,               ,        ,
      I heard | the owl | scream and | the crick|ets cry.
           ,          ,
20    Did not | you speak?
 
MACBETH
                            T
                          When?
 
LADY MACBETH
                                 T
                                Now.
 
MACBETH
                                     T    2    ,       ->
                                    As | I descen||ded?
 
LADY MACBETH
       ,
      Aye.
 
MACBETH
             ,           ,    2       ,         ,
           Hark, who | lies in the | second | chamber?
 
LADY MACBETH
       ,      ,
25    Donal|bain.
 
MACBETH
                    ,            ,       ___
                  This / is a | sorry | sight.
 
LADY MACBETH
         ,          ,          ,       ,       ,
      A foo|lish thought,| to say | a sor|ry sight.
 
MACBETH
               ,          ,       2      ,
      There's one | did laugh | in his sleep,
      <- .   T    T    T          ,      ,          ,         ,
        And one cried mur||der, that | they did | wake each | other:
      <-    ,            ,           o         ,         ,             ,
30      I stood,|| and heard | them:   | But they | did say | their prayers,
         2      ,         2   ,         ,
      And addressed | them again | to sleep.
 
LADY MACBETH
           2     ,       ,       ,
      There are two | lodged to|gether.  (tri with prev)
 
MACBETH
       T    T    T         x       2   ,        ,
      One cried God | bless us, and A|men the | other,
       ,              ,         ,            ,          ,
      As they | had seen | me with | these hang|man's hands:
       ,   2              ,        ,          ,      ,
35    Listening | their fear,| I could | not say | Amen,
             ,         ,          ,         o
      When they | did say | God bless | us.
 
LADY MACBETH
          ,    2    ,        ,       o
      Consi|der it not | so deep|ly.          (tetrameter with prev)
 
MACBETH
            ,          ,         ,         ,       ,
      But where|fore could | not I | pronounce | Amen?
         ,           ,         ,         ,      ,
      I had | most need | of bles|sing, and | Amen
        ,              ,
40    Stuck in | my throat.
 
LADY MACBETH
                                   ,           ,          ,
                           These^deeds | must not | be thought
       ,              ,     ,              ,        ,
      After | these ways;| so, it | will make | us mad.
 
MACBETH
           ,          ,     .   T    T     T          ,
      Methought | I heard | a voice cry, sleep | no more:
           ,          ,        ,          ,   2      ,
      Macbeth | does mur|der sleep,| the in|nocent sleep,
        ,                 ,        ,           ,          ,
45    Sleep that | knits^up | the ra|velled sleeve | of care,
            ,          ,      T     T     T     ,         __
      The death | of each | day's life, sore | labor's | bath,
        ,         T    T      T      ,          ,         __
      Balm of | hurt minds, great | nature's | second | course, (hex with prev)
        ,    ,                ,        ,
      Chief nou/risher | in life's | feast.
 
LADY MACBETH
                                              ,              __
                                            What / do you | mean?
 
MACBETH
        ,         ___      T    T   T        ,          ,
50    Still it | cried,| sleep no more | to all | the house:  (hex with prev)
       ,    2        ,           ,            ,          ,
      Glamis hath | murdered | sleep, and | therefore | Cawdor
              ,          ,         ,            ,          ,
      Shall sleep | no more;| Macbeth | shall sleep | no more.
 
LADY MACBETH
           ,                 ,    ,          ,        ,
      Who was | it, that / thus cried?| Why wor|thy Thane,
           ,       ,          ,         ,           ,
      You do | unbend | your no|ble strength,| to think
           ,      ,   2        ,          ,          ,
55    So brain-|sickly of | things: Go*| get some | water,
            ,          ,       ,         ,           ,
      And wash | this fil|thy wit|ness from | your hand,
       ,              ,            ,         ,          ,
      Why did | you bring | these dag|gers from | the place?
                   ,    ,      ,  ,                  ,
      They must / lie there:| go car/ry them,| and smear
            ,        ,            ,
      The slee|py grooms | with blood.
 
MACBETH
                                            ,        ,
60                                    I'll go | no more:
         ,      ,          ,          ,          ,
      I am | afraid | to think | what I | have done;
        ,    3  3    ,        ,     2
      Look on it a|gain I | dare not.
 
LADY MACBETH
                                           ,        ,
                                      In|firm of | purpose:
        ,    2       ,               ,        ,          ,
      Give me the | daggers: | the slee|ping and | the dead
       ,     2      ,           ,         ,         ,
65    Are but as | pictures:| 'tis the | eye of | childhood
             ,         ,        x         ,        ,
      That fears | a pain|ted devil.| If he | do bleed,
             ,         ,      ,          ,          ,
      I'll gild | the fa|ces of | the grooms | withal;
         x           T    T     T
      For it must^|seem their guilt.
 
[Exit. Knocking within]
 
MACBETH
                                           ,     2         ,
                                        Whence is that | knocking?
            x           ,     ,    2       ,        ,
70    How is it | with me,| when every | noise ap|palls me?
             ,           ,     ,           ,                ,
      What hands | are here?| Ha: they | pluck out | mine^eyes.
            ,           ,         ,        ,           ,
      Will all | great^Nep|tune's^o|cean wash | this blood
        ,               ,     ,              ,          ,      2->
      Clean from | my hand?| No, this | my hand | will ra||ther
           ,     ,   2      ,      2   ,      ,
      The mul|titu|dinous seas | in incar|nadine,
       ,    2        T    T    T
75    Making the | green one, red.  \\
 
[Re-enter LADY MACBETH]
 
LADY MACBETH
           ,          ,         ,       ,        ,
      My hands | are of | your co|lor; but | I shame
           ,        ,          ,
      To wear | a heart | so white.
          ,        ,        ,         ,      ,
      I hear | a knock|ing at | the south | entry:
          ,     ,   2        ,
      Retire | we to our | chamber:  (match pattern of previous two lines)
         ,       ,        ,         ,          ,
80    A lit|tle wa|ter clears | us of | this deed.
           ,     ,        ,          ,       ,
      How ea|sy is | it then?| Your con|stancy
             ,     ,    2   ,         ,            ,
      Hath left | you unat|tended.| Hark, more | knocking.
       ,    2         T    T     T       ,          x
      Get on your | nightgown, lest | occa|sion call us,
            ,        ,       ,          ,         ,
85    And show | us to | be wat|chers: be | not lost
           ,      ,            ,
      So poor|ly in | your thoughts.  \\
 
MACBETH
           ,         ,             ,          ,        ,
      To know | my deed,| 'twere best | not know | myself.
        ,   ,          2        ,            ,             ,
      Wake Dun/can with^thy | knocking:| I would | thou couldst.
 
[Exeunt]

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