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Fife. Macduff's castle.
[Enter LADY MACDUFF, her Son, and ROSS]
LADY MACDUFF
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What had | he done,| to make | him fly | the
land?
ROSS
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You must | have pa|tience mad|am.
LADY MACDUFF
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He | had none:
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His flight | was mad|ness: when | our ac|tions do
not,
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Our fears | do make | us trait|ors.
ROSS
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You | know not
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Whether | it was | his wis|dom, or | his fear.
LADY MACDUFF
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Wisdom?| To leave | his wife,| to leave | his
babes,
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His man|sion, and | his tit|les in | a place
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From whence | himself | does fly?| He loves | us not,
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He wants | the na|tural touch.| for the / poor
wren
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(The most | dimin|utive | of birds)| will fight,
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Her young | ones in | her nest,| against | the
owl:
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All is | the fear,| and noth|ing is | the love;
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As lit|tle is | the wis|dom, where | the flight
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So runs | against | all reas|on.
ROSS
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My dear|est coz,
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I pray | you school | yourself.| But for your |
husband,
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He is nob|le, wise,| judi|cious, and / best knows
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The fits | of the season.| I dare | not speak
| much furth|er,
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But | cruel are the | times, when | we are |
traitors
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And do | not know | ourselves:| when we hold |
rumor
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From what | we fear,| yet know | not what | we
fear,
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But float | upon | a wild | and vi|olent sea
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Each^way,| and move.| I take | my leave | of you:
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Shall not | be long | but I'll | be here | again:
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Things at the | worst will | cease, or | else
climb^|upward,
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To what | they were | before.| My pret|ty
cou||sin,
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Bles|sing upon | you.
LADY MACDUFF
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fath|ered he is.
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And yet || he's fath|erless.
ROSS
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I am so | much a | fool, should || I stay long|er
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It would | be my || disgrace,| and your |
discom|fort,
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I take || my leave | at once.
[Exit]
LADY MACDUFF
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Sirrah,| your fath|er's dead,
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And what | will you / do now?| How will | you
live?
SON
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As birds | do moth|er.
LADY MACDUFF
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What | with worms,| and flies?
SON
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With what | I get | I mean,| and so | do they.
LADY MACDUFF
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Poor* bird,
Thou'dst nev|er fear | the net,| nor lime,
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The pit|fall, nor the | gin.
SON
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Why | should I,| mother?
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Poor birds they | are not | set for:|
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My fath|er is not | dead for | all your | saying.
LADY MACDUFF
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Yes, he is | dead:
How | wilt thou | do for a | father?
SON
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Nay how | will you | do for | a hus|band?
LADY MACDUFF
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Why || I can | buy me | twenty at | any |
market.
SON
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Then you'll buy | 'em to sell |again.
LADY MACDUFF
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Thou speakst | with all | thy wit, (tri with prev)
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And yet | in faith | with wit | enough | for thee.
SON
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Was my fath|er a tra|itor, moth|er?
LADY MACDUFF
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Aye,| that he was.
SON
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What is a | traitor?
LADY MACDUFF
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Why one | that swears,| and lies.
SON
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And be | all trai/tors, that | do so.|
LADY MACDUFF
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Every | one that | does so,| is a | traitor,
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And must | be hanged. (match pattern of
next)
SON
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And must | they all | be hanged,| that swear |
and lie?
LADY MACDUFF
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Every | one. (match pattern of prev)
SON
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Who must | hang them?
LADY MACDUFF
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Why, the | honest | men.
SON
Then the liars and swearers are fools: for there are liars and swearers
enow, to beat the honest men, and hang up them.
LADY MACDUFF
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Now God help | thee, poor*| monkey:
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But how | wilt thou | do for a | father?
(tetrameter with prev)
SON
If he were dead, you'd weep for him: if you would not, it were a good sign,
that I should quickly have a new father.
LADY MACDUFF
Poor prattler, how thou talkst?
[Enter a Messenger]
MESSENGER
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Bless you fair dame:| I am | not to | you known,
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Though in your | state of | honor,| I am |
perfect;
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I doubt | some dang|er does | approach | you
near||ly.
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If | you will take | a home|ly man's | advice,
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Be not | found here:| hence with | your lit|tle
ones
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To fright | you thus.| Methinks | I am too |
savage:
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To do | worse to | you, were | fell cru/elty,
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Which is too | nigh your | person.| Heaven
pre|serve you,
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I dare | abide | no long|er.
[Exit]
LADY MACDUFF
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Wheth|er should I
fly?
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I have done | no harm.| But I | remem|ber now
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I am | in this earth|ly world:| where to | do harm
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Is of|ten lau|dable,| to do good | sometime
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Account|ed dang|erous fol|ly. Why | then (alas)
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Do I | put up | that wom|anly | defense,
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To say | I have done | no harm?
What are these |
faces?
[Enter Murderers]
FIRST MURDERER
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Where is | your hus|band? \\
LADY MACDUFF
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I hope | in no place so | unsanc|tified,
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Where such | as thou | mayst find | him.
FIRST MURDERER
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He's | a trai||tor.
SON
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Thou | liest thou | shag-eared villain.|
FIRST MURDERER
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What you | egg?
Young fry | of treach|ery?
[Stabbing him]
SON
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He has | killed me | mother,
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Run a|way I | pray you. (tri with prev)
[Dies. Exit LADY MACDUFF, crying 'Murder!' Exeunt Murderers, following her]