Shakespeare,William,1564-1616.Macbeth Macbeth Shakespeare,William,1564-1616 Clark,William George,1821-1878;William Aldis Wright,1831-1914 Creation of machine-readable version:Grady Ward,Moby Lexical Project Conversion to TEI.2-conformant markup:University of Virginia Library Electronic Text Center.ca.150 kilobytes This version available from the University of Virginia Library Charlottesville,Virginia Publicly accessible http://etext.lib.virginia.edu/modeng/modengS.browse.html 1998 Note:We have been unable to verify conclusively the exact source of this electronic text,but we believe it to be "The Globe Edition"of the Works of William Shakespeare edited by William George Clark and William Aldis Wright.Error checking was done against the 1866 edition noted in the "Source Description"field. These texts are public domain. About the print version Macbeth Shakespeare,William,1564-1616 Clark,William George,1821-1878;William Aldis Wright,1831-1914 The Globe Edition vii,1075p.18cm. MacMillan and Co. Cambridge 1866 Print copy consulted:UVa Library,PR2753 .C6 1866 Prepared for the University of Virginia Library Electronic Text Center
Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616 . Macbeth Macbeth Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616 Clark, William George, 1821-1878; William Aldis Wright, 1831-1914 Creation of machine-readable version: Grady Ward, Moby Lexical Project Conversion to TEI.2-conformant markup: University of Virginia Library Electronic Text Center. ca. 150 kilobytes This version available from the University of Virginia Library Charlottesville, Virginia Publicly accessible http://etext.lib.virginia.edu/modeng/modengS.browse.html 1998 Note: We have been unable to verify conclusively the exact source of this electronic text, but we believe it to be "The Globe Edition" of the Works of William Shakespeare edited by William George Clark and William Aldis Wright. Error checking was done against the 1866 edition noted in the "Source Description" field. These texts are public domain. About the print version Macbeth Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616 Clark, William George, 1821-1878; William Aldis Wright, 1831-1914 The Globe Edition viii, 1075 p. 18 cm. MacMillan and Co. Cambridge 1866 Print copy consulted: UVa Library, PR2753 .C6 1866 Prepared for the University of Virginia Library Electronic Text Center
Published:1606 English fiction drama masculine LCSH Dramatis Personae DUNCAN king of Scotland. MALCOLM,DONALBAIN his sons. MACBETH,BANQUO generals of the king's army. MACDUFF,LENNOX,ROSS,MENTEITH,ANGUS,CAITHNESS noblemen of Scotland. FLEANCE son to Banquo. SIWARD Earl of Northumberland,general of the English forces. YOUNG SIWARD his son. SEYTON an officer attending on Macbeth. Boy,son to Macduff. An English Doctor. A Scotch Doctor. A Soldier. A Porter. An Old Man LADY MACBETH LADY MACDUFF Gentlewoman attending on Lady Macbeth. HECATE Three Witches. Apparitions. Lords,Gentlemen,Officers,Soldiers,Murderers,Attendants,and Messengers. [Scene:Scotland:England.] Act 1 Scene 1
Published: 1606 English fiction drama masculine LCSH Dramatis Personae DUNCAN king of Scotland. MALCOLM, DONALBAIN } his sons. MACBETH, BANQUO } generals of the king's army. MACDUFF, LENNOX, ROSS, MENTEITH, ANGUS, CAITHNESS } noblemen of Scotland. FLEANCE son to Banquo. SIWARD Earl of Northumberland, general of the English forces. YOUNG SIWARD his son. SEYTON an officer attending on Macbeth. Boy, son to Macduff. An English Doctor. A Scotch Doctor. A Soldier. A Porter. An Old Man LADY MACBETH LADY MACDUFF Gentlewoman attending on Lady Macbeth. HECATE Three Witches. Apparitions. Lords, Gentlemen, Officers, Soldiers, Murderers, Attendants, and Messengers. [Scene: Scotland: England.] Act 1 Scene 1
[A desert place.] [Thunder and lightning.Enter three Witches] First Witch When shall we three meet again In thunder,lightning,or in rain? Second Witch When the hurlyburly's done, When the battle's lost and won. Third Witch That will be ere the set of sun. First Witch Where the place? Second Witch Upon the heath. Third Witch There to meet with Macbeth. First Witch I come,Graymalkin! Second Witch Paddock calls
[A desert place.] [Thunder and lightning. Enter three Witches] First Witch When shall we three meet again In thunder, lightning, or in rain? Second Witch When the hurlyburly's done, When the battle's lost and won. Third Witch That will be ere the set of sun. First Witch Where the place? Second Witch Upon the heath. Third Witch There to meet with Macbeth. First Witch I come, Graymalkin! Second Witch Paddock calls
Third Witch Anon. ALL Fair is foul,and foul is fair: Hover through the fog and filthy air. [Exeunt] Scene 2 [A camp near Forres.] [Alarum within.Enter DUNCAN,MALCOLM,DONALBAIN,LENNOX,with Attendants,meeting a bleeding Sergeant] DUNCAN What bloody man is that?He can report, As seemeth by his plight,of the revolt The newest state. MALCOLM This is the sergeant Who like a good and hardy soldier fought 'Gainst my captivity.Hail,brave friend! Say to the king the knowledge of the broil As thou didst leave it. Sergeant Doubtful it stood; As two spent swimmers,that do cling together And choke their art.The merciless Macdonwald-- Worthy to be a rebel,for to that
Third Witch Anon. ALL Fair is foul, and foul is fair: Hover through the fog and filthy air. [Exeunt] Scene 2 [A camp near Forres.] [Alarum within. Enter DUNCAN, MALCOLM, DONALBAIN, LENNOX, with Attendants, meeting a bleeding Sergeant] DUNCAN What bloody man is that? He can report, As seemeth by his plight, of the revolt The newest state. MALCOLM This is the sergeant Who like a good and hardy soldier fought 'Gainst my captivity. Hail, brave friend! Say to the king the knowledge of the broil As thou didst leave it. Sergeant Doubtful it stood; As two spent swimmers, that do cling together And choke their art. The merciless Macdonwald -- Worthy to be a rebel, for to that
The multiplying villanies of nature Do swarm upon him--from the western isles Of kerns and gallowglasses is supplied; And fortune,on his damned quarrel smiling, Show'd like a rebel's whore:but all's too weak: For brave Macbeth--well he deserves that name-- Disdaining fortune,with his brandish'd steel, Which smoked with bloody execution, Like valour's minion carved out his passage Till he faced the slave; Which ne'er shook hands,nor bade farewell to him, Till he unseam'd him from the nave to the chaps, And fix'd his head upon our battlements. DUNCAN O valiant cousin!worthy gentleman! Sergeant As whence the sun'gins his reflection Shipwrecking storms and direful thunders break, So from that spring whence comfort seem'd to come Discomfort swells.Mark,king of Scotland,mark: No sooner justice had with valour arm'd Compell'd these skipping kerns to trust their heels, But the Norweyan lord surveying vantage, With furbish'd arms and new supplies of men Began a fresh assault. DUNCAN Dismay'd not this Our captains,Macbeth and Banquo? Sergeant Yes; As sparrows eagles,or the hare the lion. If I say sooth,I must report they were As cannons overcharged with double cracks,so they
The multiplying villanies of nature Do swarm upon him -- from the western isles Of kerns and gallowglasses is supplied; And fortune, on his damned quarrel smiling, Show'd like a rebel's whore: but all's too weak: For brave Macbeth -- well he deserves that name -- Disdaining fortune, with his brandish'd steel, Which smoked with bloody execution, Like valour's minion carved out his passage Till he faced the slave; Which ne'er shook hands, nor bade farewell to him, Till he unseam'd him from the nave to the chaps, And fix'd his head upon our battlements. DUNCAN O valiant cousin! worthy gentleman! Sergeant As whence the sun 'gins his reflection Shipwrecking storms and direful thunders break, So from that spring whence comfort seem'd to come Discomfort swells. Mark, king of Scotland, mark: No sooner justice had with valour arm'd Compell'd these skipping kerns to trust their heels, But the Norweyan lord surveying vantage, With furbish'd arms and new supplies of men Began a fresh assault. DUNCAN Dismay'd not this Our captains, Macbeth and Banquo? Sergeant Yes; As sparrows eagles, or the hare the lion. If I say sooth, I must report they were As cannons overcharged with double cracks, so they
Doubly redoubled strokes upon the foe: Except they meant to bathe in reeking wounds, Or memorise another Golgotha, I cannot tell. But I am faint,my gashes cry for help. DUNCAN So well thy words become thee as thy wounds; They smack of honour both.Go get him surgeons. [Exit Sergeant,attended] Who comes here? [Enter ROSS] MALCOLM The worthy thane of Ross. LENNOX What a haste looks through his eyes!So should he look That seems to speak things strange. ROSS God save the king! DUNCAN Whence camest thou,worthy thane? ROSS From Fife,great king; Where the Norweyan banners flout the sky And fan our people cold.Norway himself, With terrible numbers
Doubly redoubled strokes upon the foe: Except they meant to bathe in reeking wounds, Or memorise another Golgotha, I cannot tell. But I am faint, my gashes cry for help. DUNCAN So well thy words become thee as thy wounds; They smack of honour both. Go get him surgeons. [Exit Sergeant, attended] Who comes here? [Enter ROSS] MALCOLM The worthy thane of Ross. LENNOX What a haste looks through his eyes! So should he look That seems to speak things strange. ROSS God save the king! DUNCAN Whence camest thou, worthy thane? ROSS From Fife, great king; Where the Norweyan banners flout the sky And fan our people cold. Norway himself, With terrible numbers
Assisted by that most disloyal traitor The thane of Cawdor,began a dismal conflict; Till that Bellona's bridegroom,lapp'd in proof, Confronted him with self-comparisons, Point against point rebellious,arm'gainst arm. Curbing his lavish spirit:and,to conclude, The victory fell on us. DUNCAN Great happiness! ROSS That now Sweno,the Norways'king,craves composition: Nor would we deign him burial of his men Till he disbursed at Saint Colme's inch Ten thousand dollars to our general use. DUNCAN No more that thane of Cawdor shall deceive Our bosom interest:go pronounce his present death, And with his former title greet Macbeth. ROSS I'll see it done. DUNCAN What he hath lost noble Macbeth hath won. [Exeunt] Scene 3
Assisted by that most disloyal traitor The thane of Cawdor, began a dismal conflict; Till that Bellona's bridegroom, lapp'd in proof, Confronted him with self-comparisons, Point against point rebellious, arm 'gainst arm. Curbing his lavish spirit: and, to conclude, The victory fell on us. DUNCAN Great happiness! ROSS That now Sweno, the Norways' king, craves composition: Nor would we deign him burial of his men Till he disbursed at Saint Colme's inch Ten thousand dollars to our general use. DUNCAN No more that thane of Cawdor shall deceive Our bosom interest: go pronounce his present death, And with his former title greet Macbeth. ROSS I'll see it done. DUNCAN What he hath lost noble Macbeth hath won. [Exeunt] Scene 3
[A heath near Forres.] [Thunder.Enter the three Witches] First Witch Where hast thou been,sister? Second Witch Killing swine. Third Witch Sister,where thou? First Witch A sailor's wife had chestnuts in her lap, And munch'd,and munch'd,and munch'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. Second Witch I'll give thee a wind. First Witch Thou'rt kind. Third Witch And I another
[A heath near Forres.] [Thunder. Enter the three Witches] First Witch Where hast thou been, sister? Second Witch Killing swine. Third Witch Sister, where thou? First Witch A sailor's wife had chestnuts in her lap, And munch'd, and munch'd, and munch'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. Second Witch I'll give thee a wind. First Witch Thou'rt kind. Third Witch And I another
First Witch I myself have all the other, And the very ports they blow, All the quarters that they know I'the shipman's card. I will drain him dry as hay: Sleep shall neither night nor day Hang upon his pent-house lid; He shall live a man forbid: Weary se'nnights nine times nine Shall he dwindle,peak and pine: Though his bark cannot be lost, Yet it shall be tempest-tost. Look what I have. Second Witch Show me,show me. First Witch Here I have a pilot's thumb, Wreck'd as homeward he did come. [Drum within] Third Witch A drum,a drum! Macbeth doth come. ALL The weird sisters,hand in hand, Posters of the sea and land, Thus do go about,about: Thrice to thine and thrice to mine And thrice again,to make up nine. Peace!the charm's wound up
First Witch I myself have all the other, And the very ports they blow, All the quarters that they know I' the shipman's card. I will drain him dry as hay: Sleep shall neither night nor day Hang upon his pent-house lid; He shall live a man forbid: Weary se'nnights nine times nine Shall he dwindle, peak and pine: Though his bark cannot be lost, Yet it shall be tempest-tost. Look what I have. Second Witch Show me, show me. First Witch Here I have a pilot's thumb, Wreck'd as homeward he did come. [Drum within] Third Witch A drum, a drum! Macbeth doth come. ALL The weird sisters, hand in hand, Posters of the sea and land, Thus do go about, about: Thrice to thine and thrice to mine And thrice again, to make up nine. Peace! the charm's wound up
[Enter MACBETH and BANQUO] MACBETH So foul and fair a day I have not seen. BANQUO How far is't call'd to Forres?What are these So wither'd and so wild in their attire, That look not like the inhabitants o'the earth, And yet are on't?Live you?or are you aught That man may question?You seem to understand me, By each at once her chappy finger laying Upon her skinny lips:you should be women, And yet your beards forbid me to interpret That you are so. MACBETH Speak,if you can:what are you? First Witch All hail,Macbeth!hail to thee,thane of Glamis! Second Witch All hail,Macbeth,hail to thee,thane of Cawdor! Third Witch All hail,Macbeth,thou shalt be king hereafter! BANQUO Good sir,why do you start;and seem to fear Things that do sound so fair?I'the name of truth, Are ye fantastical,or that indeed
[Enter MACBETH and BANQUO] MACBETH So foul and fair a day I have not seen. BANQUO How far is't call'd to Forres? What are these So wither'd and so wild in their attire, That look not like the inhabitants o' the earth, And yet are on't? Live you? or are you aught That man may question? You seem to understand me, By each at once her chappy finger laying Upon her skinny lips: you should be women, And yet your beards forbid me to interpret That you are so. MACBETH Speak, if you can: what are you? First Witch All hail, Macbeth! hail to thee, thane of Glamis! Second Witch All hail, Macbeth, hail to thee, thane of Cawdor! Third Witch All hail, Macbeth, thou shalt be king hereafter! BANQUO Good sir, why do you start; and seem to fear Things that do sound so fair? I' the name of truth, Are ye fantastical, or that indeed
