[Enter LADY MACBETH,with a taper] Lo you,here she comes!This is her very guise; and,upon my life,fast asleep.Observe her;stand close. Doctor How came she by that light? Gentlewoman Why,it stood by her:she has light by her continually;'tis her command. Doctor You see,her eyes are open. Gentlewoman Ay,but their sense is shut. Doctor What is it she does now?Look,how she rubs her hands. Gentlewoman It is an accustomed action with her,to seem thus washing her hands:I have known her continue in this a quarter of an hour. LADY MACBETH Yet here's a spot. Doctor Hark!she speaks:I will set down what comes from her,to satisfy my remembrance the more strongly. LADY MACBETH Out,damned spot!out,I say!--One:two:why, then,'tis time to do't.--Hell is murky!--Fie,my lord,fie!a soldier,and afeard?What need we fear who knows it,when none can call our power to account?--Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him. Doctor Do you mark that? LADY MACBETH The thane of Fife had a wife:where is she now?-- What,will these hands ne'er be clean?--No more o' that,my lord,no more o'that:you mar all with this starting. Doctor Go to,go to;you have known what you should not. Gentlewoman She has spoke what she should not,I am sure of that:heaven knows what she has known. LADY MACBETH[Enter LADY MACBETH, with a taper] Lo you, here she comes! This is her very guise; and, upon my life, fast asleep. Observe her; stand close. Doctor How came she by that light? Gentlewoman Why, it stood by her: she has light by her continually; 'tis her command. Doctor You see, her eyes are open. Gentlewoman Ay, but their sense is shut. Doctor What is it she does now? Look, how she rubs her hands. Gentlewoman It is an accustomed action with her, to seem thus washing her hands: I have known her continue in this a quarter of an hour. LADY MACBETH Yet here's a spot. Doctor Hark! she speaks: I will set down what comes from her, to satisfy my remembrance the more strongly. LADY MACBETH Out, damned spot! out, I say! -- One: two: why, then, 'tis time to do't. -- Hell is murky! -- Fie, my lord, fie! a soldier, and afeard? What need we fear who knows it, when none can call our power to account? -- Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him. Doctor Do you mark that? LADY MACBETH The thane of Fife had a wife: where is she now? -- What, will these hands ne'er be clean? -- No more o' that, my lord, no more o' that: you mar all with this starting. Doctor Go to, go to; you have known what you should not. Gentlewoman She has spoke what she should not, I am sure of that: heaven knows what she has known. LADY MACBETH