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Macbeth

Act II, Scene 3

The same.
 
[Knocking within. Enter a Porter]
 
PORTER
Here's a knocking indeed! If a man were porter of hell-gate, he should have old turning the key. Knock, knock, knock! Who's there, in the name of Beelzebub? Here's a farmer, that hanged himself on the expectation of plenty: come in time; have napkins enow about you; here you'll sweat for it. Knock, knock! Who's there, in the other devil's name? Faith, here's an equivocator, that could swear in both the scales against either scale; who committed treason enough for God's sake, yet could not equivocate to heaven: O, come in, equivocator. Knock, knock, knock! Who's there? Faith, here's an English tailor come hither, for stealing out of a French hose: come in, tailor; here you may roast your goose. Knock, knock; never at quiet! What are you? But this place is too cold for hell. I'll devil-porter it no further: I had thought to have let in some of all professions that go the primrose way to the everlasting bonfire. Anon, anon! I pray you, remember the porter.
 
[Opens the gate. Enter MACDUFF and LENNOX]
 
MACDUFF
Was it so late, friend, ere you went to bed, that you do lie so late?
 
PORTER
'Faith sir, we were carousing till the second cock: and drink, sir, is a great provoker of three things.
 
MACDUFF
What three things does drink especially provoke?
 
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.
 
MACDUFF
I believe drink gave thee the lie last night.
 
PORTER
That it did, sir, in the very throat on me: but I requited him for his lie; and, I think, being too strong for him, though he took up my legs sometime, yet I made a shift to cast him.
 
MACDUFF
Is thy master stirring?
            ,        ,       ,            ,         ,
      Our knock|ing has | awaked | him; here | he comes.
 
LENNOX
            ,        ,      ,
      Good mor|row, no|ble sir.
 
MACBETH
                                      ,        ,
                                Good mor|row both.
 
MACDUFF
                 ,    ,         ,        ,
      Is the / king stir|ring, wor|thy Thane?
 
MACBETH
                                                      ,
                                                 Not yet.
 
MACDUFF
          ,         ,      2     ,      ,       ,
      He did | command | me to call | timely | on him,
       2      ,         ,            ,
      I have al|most slipped | the hour.
 
MACBETH
                                                 ,          ,      2->
                                          I'll bring | you to | him.
 
MACDUFF
          ,          ,      ,        ,     2    ,
      I know | this is | a joy|ful trou|ble to you:
           ,      ,
      But yet | 'tis one.
 
MACBETH
           ,      ,       ,         ,         ,
      The la|bor we | delight |in, phy|sics pain:
        ,             ,
      This is | the door.   (match pattern of prev two lines)
 
MACDUFF
             ,         ,         ,         ,        ,   2    ,       ->
      I'll make | so bold | to call,| for tis | my li|mited ser||vice.
 
[Exit]
 
LENNOX
        ,          ,      ,      ___
      Goes | the king | hence to|day?
 
MACBETH
           ,        ,        ,        o
      He does:| he did | appoint | so.
 
LENNOX
            ,           ,       ,     o
      The night | has been | unru|ly:    (tetra with prev two)
        ,         ,          ,                ,     ,
      Where | we lay,| our chim|neys were / blown down,
       ,              ,       ,          ,       2     ,
      And (as | they say)| lamen|tings heard | in the air;
        ___       ___          ,     oo   oo
      Strange | screams | of death,|    |
           ,      ,              ,  ,      ,   2
      And pro|phesy|ing, with / accents | terrible,
           ,        ,         ,         ,        ,
      Of dire | combus|tion, and | confused | events,
       ,    ,                ,        ,    oo
      New hatch/ed to | the woe|ful time.|
               ,     ,      ,      2        T   T    T
      The ob/scure bird | clamoured the | livelong night:
        T   T    .    T          ,   2      ,          ,
      Some say, the earth | was fe|verous, and | did shake. (hex with prev)
 
MACBETH
      oo   oo     T  .   T     T
         |    |'Twas a rough night.
 
LENNOX
           ,        ,          ,       ,     ,
      My young | remem|brance can|not par|allel
         ,        x
      A fel|low to it.
 
[Re-enter MACDUFF]
 
MACDUFF
                             ,        ,        ,      ->
                          O hor|ror, hor|ror, hor||ror,
         ,           ,      ,    2      ,            ,
      Tongue | nor heart | cannot con|ceive, nor | name thee.
 
MACBETH and LENNOX
        ,           ,
      What's the | matter? (pickup)
 
MACDUFF
          ,       ,           ,         ,       ,
      Confu|sion now | hath made | his mas|terpiece:
            ,     ,        ,               ,    ,
      Most^sac|rile|gious mur|der hath / broke ope
            ,         ,       ,                ,      ,
      The Lord's | anoin|ted tem||ple, and / stole thence
            ,     ,         ,
      The life | of the | building.  (picked up)
 
MACBETH
             x          ,          ,
      What is it | you say,| the life?
 
LENNOX
        ,             ,    ,
      Mean you | his ma|jesty?  (tri with prev)
 
MACDUFF
           ,           ,        ,        ,            ,
      Approach | the cham|ber, and | destroy | your sight
                ,   ,        ,        ,         ,
      With a / new Gor|gon: do | not bid | me speak;
       ,                ,            ,        ,       ,
      See, and | then speak | yourselves:| awake,| awake,
 
[Exeunt MACBETH and LENNOX]
        ,     2   ,       ,    ,               ,
      Ring the a|larum-|bell. Mur/der, and | treason,
       ,             ,      ,     ,           ,
      Banquo, | and Do|nalbain:| Malcolm | awake,
             ,          ,       ,        ,      ,
      Shake^off | this dow|ny sleep,| death's coun/terfeit,
            ,         ,         ,     T   T   .   T
      And look | on death | itself:| up, up, and see
       .    T     T     T       ,         ,  ___
      The great doom's im|age: Mal|colm, Ban|quo,
       ,                ,           ,         ,            ,
      As from | your graves | rise^up,| and walk | like sprites,
           ,      ,           ,         ,          ,
      To coun|tenance | this hor|ror. Ring | the bell.
 
[Bell rings. Enter LADY MACBETH]
 
LADY MACBETH
        ,           ,
      What's the | business, (pickup)
             ,       ,   2     ,        ,         ,     2->
      That such | a hi|deous trum|pet calls | to par|ley
            ,        ,         ,
      The slee|pers of | the house? (picked up)
        T      T
      Speak, speak.
 
MACDUFF
                    T    ,        ,     oo
                    O | gentle | lady,|
            ,         ,         ,         ,          ,
      'Tis not | for you | to hear | what I | can speak:
           ,    ,       ,      ,        ,
      The re|peti|tion in | a wo|man's ear,
             ,       ,        ,       ,        ,      2->
      Would mur|der as | it fell.| O Ban|quo, Ban||quo,
           ,      ,         ,
      Our ro|yal mas|ter's mur|dered.
 
LADY MACBETH
                                      ,      ,
                                     Woe,| alas:
        ,         T    T
      What, in | our house?
 
BANQUO
                             T     ,      ,      T   ->
                            Too | cruel | any||where.
        T    T       ,        ,       ,          ,  ->
      Dear Duff,| I pri|thee con|tradict || thyself,
           ,        ,   ___   __
      And say,| it is | not | so.
 
[Re-enter MACBETH and LENNOX, with ROSS]
 
MACBETH
          ,         ,         ,        ,            ,
      Had I | but died | an hour | before | this chance,
       2      ,         ,        ,     ,      2        ,
      I had lived | a bles|sed time:| for from this | instant,
               ,        ,   2    ,       ,    ,
      There's^no|thing se|rious in | morta|lity:
       ,             ,        ,          ,          ,
      All is | but toys:| renown | and grace | is dead;
            ,         ,         ,                 ,    ,
      The wine | of life | is drawn,| and the / mere lees
           ,           ,          ,
      Is left | this vault | to brag | of.
 
[Enter MALCOLM and DONALBAIN]
 
DONALBAIN
                                            ,      2   ,
                                          What | is amiss?
 
MACBETH
       T   T    T     T  T    T        o
      You are, and | do not know | it:
             ,           ,          ,        ,          ,
      The spring,| the head,| the foun|tain of | your blood
            ,           ,       ,         ,         ,
      Is stopped,| the ve|ry source | of it | is stopped.
 
MACDUFF
            ,      ,         ,
      Your roy|al fa|ther's mur|dered.
 
MALCOLM
                                        ,        ,
                                       Oh,| by whom?
 
LENNOX
        ,     2        ,        ,         ,            ,
      Those of his | chamber,| as it | seemed, had | done it:
              ,          ,       ,           ,            ,
      Their hands | and fa|ces were | all badged | with blood;
       ,               ,          ,         ,          ,
      So were | their dag|gers, which | unwiped,| we found
        ,           ,                  ,     ,        2     ,      ->
      Upon | their pil|lows: they / stared, and | were distrac||ted,
       ,     T     T   T      2     ,     2       ,
      No | man's life was | to be trus|ted with them.
 
MACBETH
      ,   ,        2     ,        ,       ,
      O, yet / I do re|pent me | of | my fury,
           ,         ,
      That I | did kill | them.
 
MACDUFF
                                  ,         ,         ,
                                Where|fore did | you so?
 
MACBETH
       ,     2       ,       ,     ,     2           ,  2
      Who can be | wise, a|mazed, tem/perate, and | furious,
       ,           ,       3  3   ,        ,   ___
      Loyal,| and neu|tral, in a mo|ment? No | man:
           ,    ,       ,       ,   2     ,
      The ex|pedi|tion of | my vi|olent love
       ,    2       ,        ,         ,         ,
      Outrun the | pauser,| reason.| Here lay | Duncan,
           ,        ,      ,               ,        ,
      His sil|ver skin | laced with | his gol|den blood;
                   ,     ,        ,       2       ,         ,
      And his / gashed stabs | looked like a | breach in | nature
           ,        ,        ,           ,          ,     2    ->
      For ru|in's waste|ful en|trance: there | the mur||derers,
         ,        2     ,       ,           ,            ,       2->
      Steeped | in the co|lors of | their trade,| their dag||gers
         ,     2      ,             ,     ,              ,
      Unman|nerly breeched | with gore:| who could | refrain,
            ,        ,          ,         ,          ,
      That had | a heart | to love,| and in | that heart
       ,     2       ,          T    T
      Courage to | make his | love known?
 
LADY MACBETH
                                            T         ,        ->
                                          Help | me hence,|| ho.
 
MACDUFF
        ,      2     ,
      Look | to the la|dy.
 
MALCOLM [Aside to DONALBAIN]
                            ,      2     ,           ,
                           Why | do we hold | our tongues,
             ,          ,           ,     ,          ,
      That most | may claim | this ar|gument | for ours?
 
DONALBAIN [Aside to MALCOLM]
        ,               ,        ,      T    T    T
      What should | be spo|ken here,| where our fate
       ,           ,       ,          ,          ,         ->
      Hid in | an au|ger-hole,| may rush,| and seize || us?
        ,       ,          ,          ,           ,
      Let's | away,| our tears | are not | yet brewed.
 
MALCOLM [Aside to DONALBAIN]
       T   T     T      ,         ,          ,
      Nor our strong | sorrow | upon | the foot
          ,
      Of mo|tion.
 
BANQUO
                   ,     ,        ,     oo
                 Look | to the | lady:|
 
[LADY MACBETH is carried out]
            ,         ,         ,       ,         ,
      And when | we have | our na|ked frail|ties hid,
            ,       ,      ,        ,         ,
      That suf|fer in | expo|sure; let | us meet,
            ,         ,           ,       ,          ,
      And ques|tion this | most bloo|dy piece | of work,
           ,        ,          ,           ,            x
      To know | it fur|ther. Fears | and scru|ples shake us:
                 ,     ,        ,        ,            ,
      In the / great hand | of God | I stand;| and thence
          ,          ,      ,          ,         ,
      Against | the un|divulged | pretense | I fight
           ,     2    ,     2
      Of trea|sonous ma|lice.
 
MACDUFF
                                  ,      ,
                             And so | do I.
 
ALL
                                               ,
                                           So all.
 
MACBETH
              ,       ,        ,      ,      ,
      Let's brief|ly put | on man|ly rea|diness,
            ,      2      ,       ,
      And meet | in the hall | toge|ther.
 
ALL
                                           ,        ,       ->
                                         Well | conten||ted.
 
[Exeunt all but Malcolm and Donalbain.]
 
MALCOLM
        ,        2     ,          ,         ,           ,
      What | will you do?| Let's not | consort | with them:
           ,        ,   ,   ,        2      ,
      To show | an un|felt sor/row is an | office
           2      ,      ,        ,        ,        ,
      Which the false | man does^|easy.| I'll to | England.
 
DONALBAIN
          ,        ,        ,    ,      ,       2->
      To Ire|land, I:| our se|para|ted for||tune
              ,         ,         ,        ,         ,
      Shall keep | us both | the sa|fer: where | we are,
               ,              ,      ,           ,         ,
      There's dag|gers in / men's smiles:| the near | in blood,
           ,        ,     2
      The nea|rer bloo|dy.
 
MALCOLM
                                 ,    2      ,              ,
                           This mur|derous shaft | that's shot
            ,          ,        ,         ,       ,
      Hath not | yet ligh|ted: and | our sa|fest way
       ,         ,         ,           ,         ,
      Is to | avoid | the aim.| Therefore | to horse,
           ,        ,         ,    2     ,     ,
      And let | us not | be dain|ty of leave-|taking,
            ,       ,             ,        ,          ,
      But shift | away:| there's war|rant in | that theft
               ,         ,            ,          ,       ,
      Which steals | itself,| when there's | no mer|cy left.
 
[Exeunt]

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