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      <article class="book" id="R.1">
         <header class="book-titlepage">
            <h1>The Tragedy of Macbeth</h1>
         </header>
         <div class="lists-of-titles">
            <div class="toc">
               <p>
                  <b>Table of Contents</b>
               </p>
               <ul class="toc">
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.2">1. Dramatis Personae</a>
                     </span>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.3">1. ACT I</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.2">1. SCENE I.  A desert place.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.3">2. SCENE II.  A camp near Forres.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.4">3. SCENE III.  A heath near Forres.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.5">4. SCENE IV.  Forres. The palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.6">5. SCENE V.  Inverness. Macbeth's castle.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.7">6. SCENE VI.  Before Macbeth's castle.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.8">7. SCENE VII.  Macbeth's castle.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.4">2. ACT II</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.2">1. SCENE I.  Court of Macbeth's castle.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.3">2. SCENE II.  The same.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.4">3. SCENE III.  The same.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.5">4. SCENE IV.  Outside Macbeth's castle.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.5">3. ACT III</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.2">1. SCENE I.  Forres. The palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.3">2. SCENE II.  The palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.4">3. SCENE III.  A park near the palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.5">4. SCENE IV.  The same. Hall in the palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.6">5. SCENE V.  A Heath.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.7">6. SCENE VI.  Forres. The palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.6">4. ACT IV</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.2">1. SCENE I.  A cavern. In the middle, a boiling cauldron.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.3">2. SCENE II.  Fife. Macduff's castle.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.4">3. SCENE III.  England. Before the King's palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.7">5. ACT V</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.2">1. SCENE I.  Dunsinane. Ante-room in the castle.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.3">2. SCENE II.  The country near Dunsinane.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.4">3. SCENE III.  Dunsinane. A room in the castle.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.5">4. SCENE IV.  Country near Birnam wood.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.6">5. SCENE V.  Dunsinane. Within the castle.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.7">6. SCENE VI.  Dunsinane. Before the castle.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.8">7. SCENE VII.  Another part of the field.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.9">8. SCENE VIII.  Another part of the field.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
               </ul>
            </div>
         </div>
         <article class="preface" id="R.1.2">
            <header class="preface-titlepage">
               <h2>Dramatis Personae</h2>
            </header>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">DUNCAN, king of Scotland.</span>
            </p>
            <table border="0" class="simplelist" summary="Simple list">
               <tr>
                  <td>
                     <span class="member">
                        <span class="personname">MALCOLM</span>
                        <span class="personname">DONALBAIN</span>
                     </span>
                  </td>
                  <td>
                     <span class="member">his sons.</span>
                  </td>
               </tr>
            </table>
            <table border="0" class="simplelist" summary="Simple list">
               <tr>
                  <td>
                     <span class="member">
                        <span class="personname">MACBETH</span>
                        <span class="personname">BANQUO</span>
                     </span>
                  </td>
                  <td>
                     <span class="member">generals of the king's army.</span>
                  </td>
               </tr>
            </table>
            <table border="0" class="simplelist" summary="Simple list">
               <tr>
                  <td>
                     <span class="member">
                        <span class="personname">MACDUFF</span>
                        <span class="personname">LENNOX</span>
                        <span class="personname">ROSS</span>
                        <span class="personname">MENTEITH</span>
                        <span class="personname">ANGUS</span>
                        <span class="personname">CAITHNESS</span>
                     </span>
                  </td>
                  <td>
                     <span class="member">noblemen of Scotland.</span>
                  </td>
               </tr>
            </table>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">FLEANCE, son to Banquo.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">SIWARD, Earl of Northumberland, general of the English forces.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">YOUNG SIWARD, his son.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">SEYTON, an officer attending on Macbeth.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">Boy, son to Macduff. </span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">An English Doctor. </span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">A Scotch Doctor. </span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">A Soldier.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">A Porter.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">An Old Man.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">LADY MACBETH</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">LADY MACDUFF</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">Gentlewoman attending on Lady Macbeth. </span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">HECATE</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">Three Witches.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">Apparitions.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">Lords, Gentlemen, Officers, Soldiers, Murderers, Attendants, and Messengers. </span>
            </p>
            <p>SCENE  Scotland: England.</p>
         </article>
         <article class="chapter" id="R.1.3">
            <header class="chapter-titlepage">
               <h2>Chapter 1. ACT I</h2>
            </header>
            <div class="lists-of-titles">
               <div class="toc">
                  <p>
                     <b>Table of Contents</b>
                  </p>
                  <ul class="toc">
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.3.2">1. SCENE I.  A desert place.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.3.3">2. SCENE II.  A camp near Forres.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.3.4">3. SCENE III.  A heath near Forres.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.3.5">4. SCENE IV.  Forres. The palace.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.3.6">5. SCENE V.  Inverness. Macbeth's castle.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.3.7">6. SCENE VI.  Before Macbeth's castle.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.3.8">7. SCENE VII.  Macbeth's castle.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                  </ul>
               </div>
            </div>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.3.2">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>1. SCENE I.  A desert place.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Thunder and lightning. Enter three Witches</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">When shall we three meet again</div>
                     <div class="line">In thunder, lightning, or in rain?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">When the hurlyburly's done,</div>
                     <div class="line">When the battle's lost and won.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Third Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">That will be ere the set of sun.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">Where the place?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon the heath.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Third Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">There to meet with Macbeth.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">I come, Graymalkin!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">Paddock calls.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Third Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">Anon.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ALL</div>
                     <div class="line">Fair is foul, and foul is fair:</div>
                     <div class="line">Hover through the fog and filthy air.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.3.3">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>2. SCENE II.  A camp near Forres.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Alarum within. Enter DUNCAN, MALCOLM, DONALBAIN,
LENNOX, with Attendants, meeting a bleeding Sergeant</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUNCAN</div>
                     <div class="line">What bloody man is that? He can report,</div>
                     <div class="line">As seemeth by his plight, of the revolt</div>
                     <div class="line">The newest state.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                     <div class="line">This is the sergeant</div>
                     <div class="line">Who like a good and hardy soldier fought</div>
                     <div class="line">'Gainst my captivity. Hail, brave friend!</div>
                     <div class="line">Say to the king the knowledge of the broil</div>
                     <div class="line">As thou didst leave it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Sergeant</div>
                     <div class="line">Doubtful it stood;</div>
                     <div class="line">As two spent swimmers, that do cling together</div>
                     <div class="line">And choke their art. The merciless Macdonwald--</div>
                     <div class="line">Worthy to be a rebel, for to that</div>
                     <div class="line">The multiplying villanies of nature</div>
                     <div class="line">Do swarm upon him--from the western isles</div>
                     <div class="line">Of kerns and gallowglasses is supplied;</div>
                     <div class="line">And fortune, on his damned quarrel smiling,</div>
                     <div class="line">Show'd like a rebel's whore: but all's too weak:</div>
                     <div class="line">For brave Macbeth--well he deserves that name--</div>
                     <div class="line">Disdaining fortune, with his brandish'd steel,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which smoked with bloody execution,</div>
                     <div class="line">Like valour's minion carved out his passage</div>
                     <div class="line">Till he faced the slave;</div>
                     <div class="line">Which ne'er shook hands, nor bade farewell to him,</div>
                     <div class="line">Till he unseam'd him from the nave to the chaps,</div>
                     <div class="line">And fix'd his head upon our battlements.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUNCAN</div>
                     <div class="line">O valiant cousin! worthy gentleman!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Sergeant</div>
                     <div class="line">As whence the sun 'gins his reflection</div>
                     <div class="line">Shipwrecking storms and direful thunders break,</div>
                     <div class="line">So from that spring whence comfort seem'd to come</div>
                     <div class="line">Discomfort swells. Mark, king of Scotland, mark:</div>
                     <div class="line">No sooner justice had with valour arm'd</div>
                     <div class="line">Compell'd these skipping kerns to trust their heels,</div>
                     <div class="line">But the Norweyan lord surveying vantage,</div>
                     <div class="line">With furbish'd arms and new supplies of men</div>
                     <div class="line">Began a fresh assault.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUNCAN</div>
                     <div class="line">Dismay'd not this</div>
                     <div class="line">Our captains, Macbeth and Banquo?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Sergeant</div>
                     <div class="line">Yes;</div>
                     <div class="line">As sparrows eagles, or the hare the lion.</div>
                     <div class="line">If I say sooth, I must report they were</div>
                     <div class="line">As cannons overcharged with double cracks, so they</div>
                     <div class="line">Doubly redoubled strokes upon the foe:</div>
                     <div class="line">Except they meant to bathe in reeking wounds,</div>
                     <div class="line">Or memorise another Golgotha,</div>
                     <div class="line">I cannot tell.</div>
                     <div class="line">But I am faint, my gashes cry for help.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUNCAN</div>
                     <div class="line">So well thy words become thee as thy wounds;</div>
                     <div class="line">They smack of honour both. Go get him surgeons.</div>
                     <p>Exit Sergeant, attended</p>
                     <div class="line">Who comes here?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter ROSS</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                     <div class="line">The worthy thane of Ross.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LENNOX</div>
                     <div class="line">What a haste looks through his eyes! So should he look</div>
                     <div class="line">That seems to speak things strange.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                     <div class="line">God save the king!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUNCAN</div>
                     <div class="line">Whence camest thou, worthy thane?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                     <div class="line">From Fife, great king;</div>
                     <div class="line">Where the Norweyan banners flout the sky</div>
                     <div class="line">And fan our people cold. Norway himself,</div>
                     <div class="line">With terrible numbers,</div>
                     <div class="line">Assisted by that most disloyal traitor</div>
                     <div class="line">The thane of Cawdor, began a dismal conflict;</div>
                     <div class="line">Till that Bellona's bridegroom, lapp'd in proof,</div>
                     <div class="line">Confronted him with self-comparisons,</div>
                     <div class="line">Point against point rebellious, arm 'gainst arm.</div>
                     <div class="line">Curbing his lavish spirit: and, to conclude,</div>
                     <div class="line">The victory fell on us.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUNCAN</div>
                     <div class="line">Great happiness!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                     <div class="line">That now</div>
                     <div class="line">Sweno, the Norways' king, craves composition:</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor would we deign him burial of his men</div>
                     <div class="line">Till he disbursed at Saint Colme's inch</div>
                     <div class="line">Ten thousand dollars to our general use.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUNCAN</div>
                     <div class="line">No more that thane of Cawdor shall deceive</div>
                     <div class="line">Our bosom interest: go pronounce his present death,</div>
                     <div class="line">And with his former title greet Macbeth.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll see it done.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUNCAN</div>
                     <div class="line">What he hath lost noble Macbeth hath won.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.3.4">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>3. SCENE III.  A heath near Forres.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Thunder. Enter the three Witches</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">Where hast thou been, sister?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">Killing swine.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Third Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">Sister, where thou?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">A sailor's wife had chestnuts in her lap,</div>
                     <div class="line">And munch'd, and munch'd, and munch'd:--</div>
                     <div class="line">'Give me,' quoth I:</div>
                     <div class="line">'Aroint thee, witch!' the rump-fed ronyon cries.</div>
                     <div class="line">Her husband's to Aleppo gone, master o' the Tiger:</div>
                     <div class="line">But in a sieve I'll thither sail,</div>
                     <div class="line">And, like a rat without a tail,</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll do, I'll do, and I'll do.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll give thee a wind.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou'rt kind.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Third Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">And I another.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">I myself have all the other,</div>
                     <div class="line">And the very ports they blow,</div>
                     <div class="line">All the quarters that they know</div>
                     <div class="line">I' the shipman's card.</div>
                     <div class="line">I will drain him dry as hay:</div>
                     <div class="line">Sleep shall neither night nor day</div>
                     <div class="line">Hang upon his pent-house lid;</div>
                     <div class="line">He shall live a man forbid:</div>
                     <div class="line">Weary se'nnights nine times nine</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall he dwindle, peak and pine:</div>
                     <div class="line">Though his bark cannot be lost,</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet it shall be tempest-tost.</div>
                     <div class="line">Look what I have.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">Show me, show me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">Here I have a pilot's thumb,</div>
                     <div class="line">Wreck'd as homeward he did come.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Drum within</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Third Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">A drum, a drum!</div>
                     <div class="line">Macbeth doth come.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ALL</div>
                     <div class="line">The weird sisters, hand in hand,</div>
                     <div class="line">Posters of the sea and land,</div>
                     <div class="line">Thus do go about, about:</div>
                     <div class="line">Thrice to thine and thrice to mine</div>
                     <div class="line">And thrice again, to make up nine.</div>
                     <div class="line">Peace! the charm's wound up.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter MACBETH and BANQUO</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">So foul and fair a day I have not seen.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                     <div class="line">How far is't call'd to Forres? What are these</div>
                     <div class="line">So wither'd and so wild in their attire,</div>
                     <div class="line">That look not like the inhabitants o' the earth,</div>
                     <div class="line">And yet are on't? Live you? or are you aught</div>
                     <div class="line">That man may question? You seem to understand me,</div>
                     <div class="line">By each at once her chappy finger laying</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon her skinny lips: you should be women,</div>
                     <div class="line">And yet your beards forbid me to interpret</div>
                     <div class="line">That you are so.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Speak, if you can: what are you?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">All hail, Macbeth! hail to thee, thane of Glamis!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">All hail, Macbeth, hail to thee, thane of Cawdor!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Third Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">All hail, Macbeth, thou shalt be king hereafter!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                     <div class="line">Good sir, why do you start; and seem to fear</div>
                     <div class="line">Things that do sound so fair? I' the name of truth,</div>
                     <div class="line">Are ye fantastical, or that indeed</div>
                     <div class="line">Which outwardly ye show? My noble partner</div>
                     <div class="line">You greet with present grace and great prediction</div>
                     <div class="line">Of noble having and of royal hope,</div>
                     <div class="line">That he seems rapt withal: to me you speak not.</div>
                     <div class="line">If you can look into the seeds of time,</div>
                     <div class="line">And say which grain will grow and which will not,</div>
                     <div class="line">Speak then to me, who neither beg nor fear</div>
                     <div class="line">Your favours nor your hate.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">Hail!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">Hail!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Third Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">Hail!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">Lesser than Macbeth, and greater.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">Not so happy, yet much happier.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Third Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou shalt get kings, though thou be none:</div>
                     <div class="line">So all hail, Macbeth and Banquo!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">Banquo and Macbeth, all hail!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Stay, you imperfect speakers, tell me more:</div>
                     <div class="line">By Sinel's death I know I am thane of Glamis;</div>
                     <div class="line">But how of Cawdor? the thane of Cawdor lives,</div>
                     <div class="line">A prosperous gentleman; and to be king</div>
                     <div class="line">Stands not within the prospect of belief,</div>
                     <div class="line">No more than to be Cawdor. Say from whence</div>
                     <div class="line">You owe this strange intelligence? or why</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon this blasted heath you stop our way</div>
                     <div class="line">With such prophetic greeting? Speak, I charge you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Witches vanish</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                     <div class="line">The earth hath bubbles, as the water has,</div>
                     <div class="line">And these are of them. Whither are they vanish'd?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Into the air; and what seem'd corporal melted</div>
                     <div class="line">As breath into the wind. Would they had stay'd!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                     <div class="line">Were such things here as we do speak about?</div>
                     <div class="line">Or have we eaten on the insane root</div>
                     <div class="line">That takes the reason prisoner?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Your children shall be kings.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                     <div class="line">You shall be king.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">And thane of Cawdor too: went it not so?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                     <div class="line">To the selfsame tune and words. Who's here?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter ROSS and ANGUS</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                     <div class="line">The king hath happily received, Macbeth,</div>
                     <div class="line">The news of thy success; and when he reads</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy personal venture in the rebels' fight,</div>
                     <div class="line">His wonders and his praises do contend</div>
                     <div class="line">Which should be thine or his: silenced with that,</div>
                     <div class="line">In viewing o'er the rest o' the selfsame day,</div>
                     <div class="line">He finds thee in the stout Norweyan ranks,</div>
                     <div class="line">Nothing afeard of what thyself didst make,</div>
                     <div class="line">Strange images of death. As thick as hail</div>
                     <div class="line">Came post with post; and every one did bear</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy praises in his kingdom's great defence,</div>
                     <div class="line">And pour'd them down before him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ANGUS</div>
                     <div class="line">We are sent</div>
                     <div class="line">To give thee from our royal master thanks;</div>
                     <div class="line">Only to herald thee into his sight,</div>
                     <div class="line">Not pay thee.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                     <div class="line">And, for an earnest of a greater honour,</div>
                     <div class="line">He bade me, from him, call thee thane of Cawdor:</div>
                     <div class="line">In which addition, hail, most worthy thane!</div>
                     <div class="line">For it is thine.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                     <div class="line">What, can the devil speak true?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">The thane of Cawdor lives: why do you dress me</div>
                     <div class="line">In borrow'd robes?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ANGUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Who was the thane lives yet;</div>
                     <div class="line">But under heavy judgment bears that life</div>
                     <div class="line">Which he deserves to lose. Whether he was combined</div>
                     <div class="line">With those of Norway, or did line the rebel</div>
                     <div class="line">With hidden help and vantage, or that with both</div>
                     <div class="line">He labour'd in his country's wreck, I know not;</div>
                     <div class="line">But treasons capital, confess'd and proved,</div>
                     <div class="line">Have overthrown him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Aside</span>  Glamis, and thane of Cawdor!</div>
                     <div class="line">The greatest is behind.</div>
                     <p>To ROSS and ANGUS</p>
                     <div class="line">Thanks for your pains.</div>
                     <p>To BANQUO</p>
                     <div class="line">Do you not hope your children shall be kings,</div>
                     <div class="line">When those that gave the thane of Cawdor to me</div>
                     <div class="line">Promised no less to them?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                     <div class="line">That trusted home</div>
                     <div class="line">Might yet enkindle you unto the crown,</div>
                     <div class="line">Besides the thane of Cawdor. But 'tis strange:</div>
                     <div class="line">And oftentimes, to win us to our harm,</div>
                     <div class="line">The instruments of darkness tell us truths,</div>
                     <div class="line">Win us with honest trifles, to betray's</div>
                     <div class="line">In deepest consequence.</div>
                     <div class="line">Cousins, a word, I pray you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Aside</span> Two truths are told,</div>
                     <div class="line">As happy prologues to the swelling act</div>
                     <div class="line">Of the imperial theme.--I thank you, gentlemen.</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Aside</span>  This supernatural soliciting</div>
                     <div class="line">Cannot be ill, cannot be good: if ill,</div>
                     <div class="line">Why hath it given me earnest of success,</div>
                     <div class="line">Commencing in a truth? I am thane of Cawdor:</div>
                     <div class="line">If good, why do I yield to that suggestion</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair</div>
                     <div class="line">And make my seated heart knock at my ribs,</div>
                     <div class="line">Against the use of nature? Present fears</div>
                     <div class="line">Are less than horrible imaginings:</div>
                     <div class="line">My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical,</div>
                     <div class="line">Shakes so my single state of man that function</div>
                     <div class="line">Is smother'd in surmise, and nothing is</div>
                     <div class="line">But what is not.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                     <div class="line">Look, how our partner's rapt.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Aside</span>  If chance will have me king, why, chance may crown me,</div>
                     <div class="line">Without my stir.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                     <div class="line">New horrors come upon him,</div>
                     <div class="line">Like our strange garments, cleave not to their mould</div>
                     <div class="line">But with the aid of use.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Aside</span>                Come what come may,</div>
                     <div class="line">Time and the hour runs through the roughest day.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                     <div class="line">Worthy Macbeth, we stay upon your leisure.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Give me your favour: my dull brain was wrought</div>
                     <div class="line">With things forgotten. Kind gentlemen, your pains</div>
                     <div class="line">Are register'd where every day I turn</div>
                     <div class="line">The leaf to read them. Let us toward the king.</div>
                     <div class="line">Think upon what hath chanced, and, at more time,</div>
                     <div class="line">The interim having weigh'd it, let us speak</div>
                     <div class="line">Our free hearts each to other.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                     <div class="line">Very gladly.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Till then, enough. Come, friends.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.3.5">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>4. SCENE IV.  Forres. The palace.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Flourish. Enter DUNCAN, MALCOLM, DONALBAIN, LENNOX,
and Attendants</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUNCAN</div>
                     <div class="line">Is execution done on Cawdor? Are not</div>
                     <div class="line">Those in commission yet return'd?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                     <div class="line">My liege,</div>
                     <div class="line">They are not yet come back. But I have spoke</div>
                     <div class="line">With one that saw him die: who did report</div>
                     <div class="line">That very frankly he confess'd his treasons,</div>
                     <div class="line">Implored your highness' pardon and set forth</div>
                     <div class="line">A deep repentance: nothing in his life</div>
                     <div class="line">Became him like the leaving it; he died</div>
                     <div class="line">As one that had been studied in his death</div>
                     <div class="line">To throw away the dearest thing he owed,</div>
                     <div class="line">As 'twere a careless trifle.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUNCAN</div>
                     <div class="line">There's no art</div>
                     <div class="line">To find the mind's construction in the face:</div>
                     <div class="line">He was a gentleman on whom I built</div>
                     <div class="line">An absolute trust.</div>
                     <p>Enter MACBETH, BANQUO, ROSS, and ANGUS</p>
                     <div class="line">O worthiest cousin!</div>
                     <div class="line">The sin of my ingratitude even now</div>
                     <div class="line">Was heavy on me: thou art so far before</div>
                     <div class="line">That swiftest wing of recompense is slow</div>
                     <div class="line">To overtake thee. Would thou hadst less deserved,</div>
                     <div class="line">That the proportion both of thanks and payment</div>
                     <div class="line">Might have been mine! only I have left to say,</div>
                     <div class="line">More is thy due than more than all can pay.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">The service and the loyalty I owe,</div>
                     <div class="line">In doing it, pays itself. Your highness' part</div>
                     <div class="line">Is to receive our duties; and our duties</div>
                     <div class="line">Are to your throne and state children and servants,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which do but what they should, by doing every thing</div>
                     <div class="line">Safe toward your love and honour.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUNCAN</div>
                     <div class="line">Welcome hither:</div>
                     <div class="line">I have begun to plant thee, and will labour</div>
                     <div class="line">To make thee full of growing. Noble Banquo,</div>
                     <div class="line">That hast no less deserved, nor must be known</div>
                     <div class="line">No less to have done so, let me enfold thee</div>
                     <div class="line">And hold thee to my heart.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                     <div class="line">There if I grow,</div>
                     <div class="line">The harvest is your own.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUNCAN</div>
                     <div class="line">My plenteous joys,</div>
                     <div class="line">Wanton in fulness, seek to hide themselves</div>
                     <div class="line">In drops of sorrow. Sons, kinsmen, thanes,</div>
                     <div class="line">And you whose places are the nearest, know</div>
                     <div class="line">We will establish our estate upon</div>
                     <div class="line">Our eldest, Malcolm, whom we name hereafter</div>
                     <div class="line">The Prince of Cumberland; which honour must</div>
                     <div class="line">Not unaccompanied invest him only,</div>
                     <div class="line">But signs of nobleness, like stars, shall shine</div>
                     <div class="line">On all deservers. From hence to Inverness,</div>
                     <div class="line">And bind us further to you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">The rest is labour, which is not used for you:</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll be myself the harbinger and make joyful</div>
                     <div class="line">The hearing of my wife with your approach;</div>
                     <div class="line">So humbly take my leave.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUNCAN</div>
                     <div class="line">My worthy Cawdor!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Aside</span>  The Prince of Cumberland! that is a step</div>
                     <div class="line">On which I must fall down, or else o'erleap,</div>
                     <div class="line">For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires;</div>
                     <div class="line">Let not light see my black and deep desires:</div>
                     <div class="line">The eye wink at the hand; yet let that be,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUNCAN</div>
                     <div class="line">True, worthy Banquo; he is full so valiant,</div>
                     <div class="line">And in his commendations I am fed;</div>
                     <div class="line">It is a banquet to me. Let's after him,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose care is gone before to bid us welcome:</div>
                     <div class="line">It is a peerless kinsman.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Flourish. Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.3.6">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>5. SCENE V.  Inverness. Macbeth's castle.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter LADY MACBETH, reading a letter</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">'They met me in the day of success: and I have</div>
                     <div class="line">learned by the perfectest report, they have more in</div>
                     <div class="line">them than mortal knowledge. When I burned in desire</div>
                     <div class="line">to question them further, they made themselves air,</div>
                     <div class="line">into which they vanished. Whiles I stood rapt in</div>
                     <div class="line">the wonder of it, came missives from the king, who</div>
                     <div class="line">all-hailed me 'Thane of Cawdor;' by which title,</div>
                     <div class="line">before, these weird sisters saluted me, and referred</div>
                     <div class="line">me to the coming on of time, with 'Hail, king that</div>
                     <div class="line">shalt be!' This have I thought good to deliver</div>
                     <div class="line">thee, my dearest partner of greatness, that thou</div>
                     <div class="line">mightst not lose the dues of rejoicing, by being</div>
                     <div class="line">ignorant of what greatness is promised thee. Lay it</div>
                     <div class="line">to thy heart, and farewell.'</div>
                     <div class="line">Glamis thou art, and Cawdor; and shalt be</div>
                     <div class="line">What thou art promised: yet do I fear thy nature;</div>
                     <div class="line">It is too full o' the milk of human kindness</div>
                     <div class="line">To catch the nearest way: thou wouldst be great;</div>
                     <div class="line">Art not without ambition, but without</div>
                     <div class="line">The illness should attend it: what thou wouldst highly,</div>
                     <div class="line">That wouldst thou holily; wouldst not play false,</div>
                     <div class="line">And yet wouldst wrongly win: thou'ldst have, great Glamis,</div>
                     <div class="line">That which cries 'Thus thou must do, if thou have it;</div>
                     <div class="line">And that which rather thou dost fear to do</div>
                     <div class="line">Than wishest should be undone.' Hie thee hither,</div>
                     <div class="line">That I may pour my spirits in thine ear;</div>
                     <div class="line">And chastise with the valour of my tongue</div>
                     <div class="line">All that impedes thee from the golden round,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem</div>
                     <div class="line">To have thee crown'd withal.</div>
                     <p>Enter a Messenger</p>
                     <div class="line">What is your tidings?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Messenger</div>
                     <div class="line">The king comes here to-night.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou'rt mad to say it:</div>
                     <div class="line">Is not thy master with him? who, were't so,</div>
                     <div class="line">Would have inform'd for preparation.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Messenger</div>
                     <div class="line">So please you, it is true: our thane is coming:</div>
                     <div class="line">One of my fellows had the speed of him,</div>
                     <div class="line">Who, almost dead for breath, had scarcely more</div>
                     <div class="line">Than would make up his message.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Give him tending;</div>
                     <div class="line">He brings great news.</div>
                     <p>Exit Messenger</p>
                     <div class="line">The raven himself is hoarse</div>
                     <div class="line">That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan</div>
                     <div class="line">Under my battlements. Come, you spirits</div>
                     <div class="line">That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here,</div>
                     <div class="line">And fill me from the crown to the toe top-full</div>
                     <div class="line">Of direst cruelty! make thick my blood;</div>
                     <div class="line">Stop up the access and passage to remorse,</div>
                     <div class="line">That no compunctious visitings of nature</div>
                     <div class="line">Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between</div>
                     <div class="line">The effect and it! Come to my woman's breasts,</div>
                     <div class="line">And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers,</div>
                     <div class="line">Wherever in your sightless substances</div>
                     <div class="line">You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night,</div>
                     <div class="line">And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell,</div>
                     <div class="line">That my keen knife see not the wound it makes,</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark,</div>
                     <div class="line">To cry 'Hold, hold!'</div>
                     <p>Enter MACBETH</p>
                     <div class="line">Great Glamis! worthy Cawdor!</div>
                     <div class="line">Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter!</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy letters have transported me beyond</div>
                     <div class="line">This ignorant present, and I feel now</div>
                     <div class="line">The future in the instant.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">My dearest love,</div>
                     <div class="line">Duncan comes here to-night.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">And when goes hence?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">To-morrow, as he purposes.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">O, never</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall sun that morrow see!</div>
                     <div class="line">Your face, my thane, is as a book where men</div>
                     <div class="line">May read strange matters. To beguile the time,</div>
                     <div class="line">Look like the time; bear welcome in your eye,</div>
                     <div class="line">Your hand, your tongue: look like the innocent flower,</div>
                     <div class="line">But be the serpent under't. He that's coming</div>
                     <div class="line">Must be provided for: and you shall put</div>
                     <div class="line">This night's great business into my dispatch;</div>
                     <div class="line">Which shall to all our nights and days to come</div>
                     <div class="line">Give solely sovereign sway and masterdom.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">We will speak further.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Only look up clear;</div>
                     <div class="line">To alter favour ever is to fear:</div>
                     <div class="line">Leave all the rest to me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.3.7">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>6. SCENE VI.  Before Macbeth's castle.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Hautboys and torches. Enter DUNCAN, MALCOLM,
DONALBAIN, BANQUO, LENNOX, MACDUFF, ROSS, ANGUS,
and Attendants</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUNCAN</div>
                     <div class="line">This castle hath a pleasant seat; the air</div>
                     <div class="line">Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself</div>
                     <div class="line">Unto our gentle senses.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                     <div class="line">This guest of summer,</div>
                     <div class="line">The temple-haunting martlet, does approve,</div>
                     <div class="line">By his loved mansionry, that the heaven's breath</div>
                     <div class="line">Smells wooingly here: no jutty, frieze,</div>
                     <div class="line">Buttress, nor coign of vantage, but this bird</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath made his pendent bed and procreant cradle:</div>
                     <div class="line">Where they most breed and haunt, I have observed,</div>
                     <div class="line">The air is delicate.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter LADY MACBETH</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUNCAN</div>
                     <div class="line">See, see, our honour'd hostess!</div>
                     <div class="line">The love that follows us sometime is our trouble,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which still we thank as love. Herein I teach you</div>
                     <div class="line">How you shall bid God 'ild us for your pains,</div>
                     <div class="line">And thank us for your trouble.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">All our service</div>
                     <div class="line">In every point twice done and then done double</div>
                     <div class="line">Were poor and single business to contend</div>
                     <div class="line">Against those honours deep and broad wherewith</div>
                     <div class="line">Your majesty loads our house: for those of old,</div>
                     <div class="line">And the late dignities heap'd up to them,</div>
                     <div class="line">We rest your hermits.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUNCAN</div>
                     <div class="line">Where's the thane of Cawdor?</div>
                     <div class="line">We coursed him at the heels, and had a purpose</div>
                     <div class="line">To be his purveyor: but he rides well;</div>
                     <div class="line">And his great love, sharp as his spur, hath holp him</div>
                     <div class="line">To his home before us. Fair and noble hostess,</div>
                     <div class="line">We are your guest to-night.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Your servants ever</div>
                     <div class="line">Have theirs, themselves and what is theirs, in compt,</div>
                     <div class="line">To make their audit at your highness' pleasure,</div>
                     <div class="line">Still to return your own.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUNCAN</div>
                     <div class="line">Give me your hand;</div>
                     <div class="line">Conduct me to mine host: we love him highly,</div>
                     <div class="line">And shall continue our graces towards him.</div>
                     <div class="line">By your leave, hostess.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.3.8">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>7. SCENE VII.  Macbeth's castle.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Hautboys and torches. Enter a Sewer, and divers
Servants with dishes and service, and pass over the
stage. Then enter MACBETH</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">If it were done when 'tis done, then 'twere well</div>
                     <div class="line">It were done quickly: if the assassination</div>
                     <div class="line">Could trammel up the consequence, and catch</div>
                     <div class="line">With his surcease success; that but this blow</div>
                     <div class="line">Might be the be-all and the end-all here,</div>
                     <div class="line">But here, upon this bank and shoal of time,</div>
                     <div class="line">We'ld jump the life to come. But in these cases</div>
                     <div class="line">We still have judgment here; that we but teach</div>
                     <div class="line">Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return</div>
                     <div class="line">To plague the inventor: this even-handed justice</div>
                     <div class="line">Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice</div>
                     <div class="line">To our own lips. He's here in double trust;</div>
                     <div class="line">First, as I am his kinsman and his subject,</div>
                     <div class="line">Strong both against the deed; then, as his host,</div>
                     <div class="line">Who should against his murderer shut the door,</div>
                     <div class="line">Not bear the knife myself. Besides, this Duncan</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been</div>
                     <div class="line">So clear in his great office, that his virtues</div>
                     <div class="line">Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against</div>
                     <div class="line">The deep damnation of his taking-off;</div>
                     <div class="line">And pity, like a naked new-born babe,</div>
                     <div class="line">Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubim, horsed</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon the sightless couriers of the air,</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye,</div>
                     <div class="line">That tears shall drown the wind. I have no spur</div>
                     <div class="line">To prick the sides of my intent, but only</div>
                     <div class="line">Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself</div>
                     <div class="line">And falls on the other.</div>
                     <p>Enter LADY MACBETH</p>
                     <div class="line">How now! what news?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">He has almost supp'd: why have you left the chamber?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath he ask'd for me?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Know you not he has?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">We will proceed no further in this business:</div>
                     <div class="line">He hath honour'd me of late; and I have bought</div>
                     <div class="line">Golden opinions from all sorts of people,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which would be worn now in their newest gloss,</div>
                     <div class="line">Not cast aside so soon.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Was the hope drunk</div>
                     <div class="line">Wherein you dress'd yourself? hath it slept since?</div>
                     <div class="line">And wakes it now, to look so green and pale</div>
                     <div class="line">At what it did so freely? From this time</div>
                     <div class="line">Such I account thy love. Art thou afeard</div>
                     <div class="line">To be the same in thine own act and valour</div>
                     <div class="line">As thou art in desire? Wouldst thou have that</div>
                     <div class="line">Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life,</div>
                     <div class="line">And live a coward in thine own esteem,</div>
                     <div class="line">Letting 'I dare not' wait upon 'I would,'</div>
                     <div class="line">Like the poor cat i' the adage?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Prithee, peace:</div>
                     <div class="line">I dare do all that may become a man;</div>
                     <div class="line">Who dares do more is none.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">What beast was't, then,</div>
                     <div class="line">That made you break this enterprise to me?</div>
                     <div class="line">When you durst do it, then you were a man;</div>
                     <div class="line">And, to be more than what you were, you would</div>
                     <div class="line">Be so much more the man. Nor time nor place</div>
                     <div class="line">Did then adhere, and yet you would make both:</div>
                     <div class="line">They have made themselves, and that their fitness now</div>
                     <div class="line">Does unmake you. I have given suck, and know</div>
                     <div class="line">How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me:</div>
                     <div class="line">I would, while it was smiling in my face,</div>
                     <div class="line">Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums,</div>
                     <div class="line">And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you</div>
                     <div class="line">Have done to this.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">If we should fail?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">We fail!</div>
                     <div class="line">But screw your courage to the sticking-place,</div>
                     <div class="line">And we'll not fail. When Duncan is asleep--</div>
                     <div class="line">Whereto the rather shall his day's hard journey</div>
                     <div class="line">Soundly invite him--his two chamberlains</div>
                     <div class="line">Will I with wine and wassail so convince</div>
                     <div class="line">That memory, the warder of the brain,</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall be a fume, and the receipt of reason</div>
                     <div class="line">A limbeck only: when in swinish sleep</div>
                     <div class="line">Their drenched natures lie as in a death,</div>
                     <div class="line">What cannot you and I perform upon</div>
                     <div class="line">The unguarded Duncan? what not put upon</div>
                     <div class="line">His spongy officers, who shall bear the guilt</div>
                     <div class="line">Of our great quell?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Bring forth men-children only;</div>
                     <div class="line">For thy undaunted mettle should compose</div>
                     <div class="line">Nothing but males. Will it not be received,</div>
                     <div class="line">When we have mark'd with blood those sleepy two</div>
                     <div class="line">Of his own chamber and used their very daggers,</div>
                     <div class="line">That they have done't?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Who dares receive it other,</div>
                     <div class="line">As we shall make our griefs and clamour roar</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon his death?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">I am settled, and bend up</div>
                     <div class="line">Each corporal agent to this terrible feat.</div>
                     <div class="line">Away, and mock the time with fairest show:</div>
                     <div class="line">False face must hide what the false heart doth know.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
         </article>
         <article class="chapter" id="R.1.4">
            <header class="chapter-titlepage">
               <h2>Chapter 2. ACT II</h2>
            </header>
            <div class="lists-of-titles">
               <div class="toc">
                  <p>
                     <b>Table of Contents</b>
                  </p>
                  <ul class="toc">
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.4.2">1. SCENE I.  Court of Macbeth's castle.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.4.3">2. SCENE II.  The same.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.4.4">3. SCENE III.  The same.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.4.5">4. SCENE IV.  Outside Macbeth's castle.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                  </ul>
               </div>
            </div>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.4.2">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>1. SCENE I.  Court of Macbeth's castle.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter BANQUO, and FLEANCE bearing a torch before him</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                     <div class="line">How goes the night, boy?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLEANCE</div>
                     <div class="line">The moon is down; I have not heard the clock.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                     <div class="line">And she goes down at twelve.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLEANCE</div>
                     <div class="line">I take't, 'tis later, sir.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                     <div class="line">Hold, take my sword. There's husbandry in heaven;</div>
                     <div class="line">Their candles are all out. Take thee that too.</div>
                     <div class="line">A heavy summons lies like lead upon me,</div>
                     <div class="line">And yet I would not sleep: merciful powers,</div>
                     <div class="line">Restrain in me the cursed thoughts that nature</div>
                     <div class="line">Gives way to in repose!</div>
                     <p>Enter MACBETH, and a Servant with a torch</p>
                     <div class="line">Give me my sword.</div>
                     <div class="line">Who's there?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">A friend.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                     <div class="line">What, sir, not yet at rest? The king's a-bed:</div>
                     <div class="line">He hath been in unusual pleasure, and</div>
                     <div class="line">Sent forth great largess to your offices.</div>
                     <div class="line">This diamond he greets your wife withal,</div>
                     <div class="line">By the name of most kind hostess; and shut up</div>
                     <div class="line">In measureless content.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Being unprepared,</div>
                     <div class="line">Our will became the servant to defect;</div>
                     <div class="line">Which else should free have wrought.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                     <div class="line">All's well.</div>
                     <div class="line">I dreamt last night of the three weird sisters:</div>
                     <div class="line">To you they have show'd some truth.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">I think not of them:</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet, when we can entreat an hour to serve,</div>
                     <div class="line">We would spend it in some words upon that business,</div>
                     <div class="line">If you would grant the time.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                     <div class="line">At your kind'st leisure.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">If you shall cleave to my consent, when 'tis,</div>
                     <div class="line">It shall make honour for you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                     <div class="line">So I lose none</div>
                     <div class="line">In seeking to augment it, but still keep</div>
                     <div class="line">My bosom franchised and allegiance clear,</div>
                     <div class="line">I shall be counsell'd.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Good repose the while!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                     <div class="line">Thanks, sir: the like to you!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt BANQUO and FLEANCE</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Go bid thy mistress, when my drink is ready,</div>
                     <div class="line">She strike upon the bell. Get thee to bed.</div>
                     <p>Exit Servant</p>
                     <div class="line">Is this a dagger which I see before me,</div>
                     <div class="line">The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee.</div>
                     <div class="line">I have thee not, and yet I see thee still.</div>
                     <div class="line">Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible</div>
                     <div class="line">To feeling as to sight? or art thou but</div>
                     <div class="line">A dagger of the mind, a false creation,</div>
                     <div class="line">Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?</div>
                     <div class="line">I see thee yet, in form as palpable</div>
                     <div class="line">As this which now I draw.</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going;</div>
                     <div class="line">And such an instrument I was to use.</div>
                     <div class="line">Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses,</div>
                     <div class="line">Or else worth all the rest; I see thee still,</div>
                     <div class="line">And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which was not so before. There's no such thing:</div>
                     <div class="line">It is the bloody business which informs</div>
                     <div class="line">Thus to mine eyes. Now o'er the one halfworld</div>
                     <div class="line">Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse</div>
                     <div class="line">The curtain'd sleep; witchcraft celebrates</div>
                     <div class="line">Pale Hecate's offerings, and wither'd murder,</div>
                     <div class="line">Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace.</div>
                     <div class="line">With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design</div>
                     <div class="line">Moves like a ghost. Thou sure and firm-set earth,</div>
                     <div class="line">Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy very stones prate of my whereabout,</div>
                     <div class="line">And take the present horror from the time,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which now suits with it. Whiles I threat, he lives:</div>
                     <div class="line">Words to the heat of deeds too cold breath gives.</div>
                     <p>A bell rings</p>
                     <div class="line">I go, and it is done; the bell invites me.</div>
                     <div class="line">Hear it not, Duncan; for it is a knell</div>
                     <div class="line">That summons thee to heaven or to hell.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.4.3">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>2. SCENE II.  The same.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter LADY MACBETH</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">That which hath made them drunk hath made me bold;</div>
                     <div class="line">What hath quench'd them hath given me fire.</div>
                     <div class="line">Hark! Peace!</div>
                     <div class="line">It was the owl that shriek'd, the fatal bellman,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which gives the stern'st good-night. He is about it:</div>
                     <div class="line">The doors are open; and the surfeited grooms</div>
                     <div class="line">Do mock their charge with snores: I have drugg'd</div>
                     <div class="line">their possets,</div>
                     <div class="line">That death and nature do contend about them,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whether they live or die.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Within</span>  Who's there? what, ho!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Alack, I am afraid they have awaked,</div>
                     <div class="line">And 'tis not done. The attempt and not the deed</div>
                     <div class="line">Confounds us. Hark! I laid their daggers ready;</div>
                     <div class="line">He could not miss 'em. Had he not resembled</div>
                     <div class="line">My father as he slept, I had done't.</div>
                     <p>Enter MACBETH</p>
                     <div class="line">My husband!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">I have done the deed. Didst thou not hear a noise?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">I heard the owl scream and the crickets cry.</div>
                     <div class="line">Did not you speak?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">When?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Now.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">As I descended?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Hark!</div>
                     <div class="line">Who lies i' the second chamber?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Donalbain.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">This is a sorry sight.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Looking on his hands</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">A foolish thought, to say a sorry sight.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">There's one did laugh in's sleep, and one cried</div>
                     <div class="line">'Murder!'</div>
                     <div class="line">That they did wake each other: I stood and heard them:</div>
                     <div class="line">But they did say their prayers, and address'd them</div>
                     <div class="line">Again to sleep.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">There are two lodged together.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">One cried 'God bless us!' and 'Amen' the other;</div>
                     <div class="line">As they had seen me with these hangman's hands.</div>
                     <div class="line">Listening their fear, I could not say 'Amen,'</div>
                     <div class="line">When they did say 'God bless us!'</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Consider it not so deeply.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">But wherefore could not I pronounce 'Amen'?</div>
                     <div class="line">I had most need of blessing, and 'Amen'</div>
                     <div class="line">Stuck in my throat.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">These deeds must not be thought</div>
                     <div class="line">After these ways; so, it will make us mad.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Methought I heard a voice cry 'Sleep no more!</div>
                     <div class="line">Macbeth does murder sleep', the innocent sleep,</div>
                     <div class="line">Sleep that knits up the ravell'd sleeve of care,</div>
                     <div class="line">The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath,</div>
                     <div class="line">Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course,</div>
                     <div class="line">Chief nourisher in life's feast,--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">What do you mean?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Still it cried 'Sleep no more!' to all the house:</div>
                     <div class="line">'Glamis hath murder'd sleep, and therefore Cawdor</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall sleep no more; Macbeth shall sleep no more.'</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Who was it that thus cried? Why, worthy thane,</div>
                     <div class="line">You do unbend your noble strength, to think</div>
                     <div class="line">So brainsickly of things. Go get some water,</div>
                     <div class="line">And wash this filthy witness from your hand.</div>
                     <div class="line">Why did you bring these daggers from the place?</div>
                     <div class="line">They must lie there: go carry them; and smear</div>
                     <div class="line">The sleepy grooms with blood.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll go no more:</div>
                     <div class="line">I am afraid to think what I have done;</div>
                     <div class="line">Look on't again I dare not.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Infirm of purpose!</div>
                     <div class="line">Give me the daggers: the sleeping and the dead</div>
                     <div class="line">Are but as pictures: 'tis the eye of childhood</div>
                     <div class="line">That fears a painted devil. If he do bleed,</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal;</div>
                     <div class="line">For it must seem their guilt.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit. Knocking within</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Whence is that knocking?</div>
                     <div class="line">How is't with me, when every noise appals me?</div>
                     <div class="line">What hands are here? ha! they pluck out mine eyes.</div>
                     <div class="line">Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood</div>
                     <div class="line">Clean from my hand? No, this my hand will rather</div>
                     <div class="line">The multitudinous seas in incarnadine,</div>
                     <div class="line">Making the green one red.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Re-enter LADY MACBETH</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">My hands are of your colour; but I shame</div>
                     <div class="line">To wear a heart so white.</div>
                     <p>Knocking within</p>
                     <div class="line">I hear a knocking</div>
                     <div class="line">At the south entry: retire we to our chamber;</div>
                     <div class="line">A little water clears us of this deed:</div>
                     <div class="line">How easy is it, then! Your constancy</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath left you unattended.</div>
                     <p>Knocking within</p>
                     <div class="line">Hark! more knocking.</div>
                     <div class="line">Get on your nightgown, lest occasion call us,</div>
                     <div class="line">And show us to be watchers. Be not lost</div>
                     <div class="line">So poorly in your thoughts.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">To know my deed, 'twere best not know myself.</div>
                     <p>Knocking within</p>
                     <div class="line">Wake Duncan with thy knocking! I would thou couldst!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.4.4">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>3. SCENE III.  The same.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Knocking within. Enter a Porter</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Porter</div>
                     <div class="line">Here's a knocking indeed! If a</div>
                     <div class="line">man were porter of hell-gate, he should have</div>
                     <div class="line">old turning the key.</div>
                     <p>Knocking within</p>
                     <div class="line">Knock,</div>
                     <div class="line">knock, knock! Who's there, i' the name of</div>
                     <div class="line">Beelzebub? Here's a farmer, that hanged</div>
                     <div class="line">himself on the expectation of plenty: come in</div>
                     <div class="line">time; have napkins enow about you; here</div>
                     <div class="line">you'll sweat for't.</div>
                     <p>Knocking within</p>
                     <div class="line">Knock,</div>
                     <div class="line">knock! Who's there, in the other devil's</div>
                     <div class="line">name? Faith, here's an equivocator, that could</div>
                     <div class="line">swear in both the scales against either scale;</div>
                     <div class="line">who committed treason enough for God's sake,</div>
                     <div class="line">yet could not equivocate to heaven: O, come</div>
                     <div class="line">in, equivocator.</div>
                     <p>Knocking within</p>
                     <div class="line">Knock,</div>
                     <div class="line">knock, knock! Who's there? Faith, here's an</div>
                     <div class="line">English tailor come hither, for stealing out of</div>
                     <div class="line">a French hose: come in, tailor; here you may</div>
                     <div class="line">roast your goose.</div>
                     <p>Knocking within</p>
                     <div class="line">Knock,</div>
                     <div class="line">knock; never at quiet! What are you? But</div>
                     <div class="line">this place is too cold for hell. I'll devil-porter</div>
                     <div class="line">it no further: I had thought to have let in</div>
                     <div class="line">some of all professions that go the primrose</div>
                     <div class="line">way to the everlasting bonfire.</div>
                     <p>Knocking within</p>
                     <div class="line">Anon, anon! I pray you, remember the porter.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Opens the gate</p>
               <p>Enter MACDUFF and LENNOX</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Was it so late, friend, ere you went to bed,</div>
                     <div class="line">That you do lie so late?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Porter</div>
                     <div class="line">'Faith sir, we were carousing till the</div>
                     <div class="line">second cock: and drink, sir, is a great</div>
                     <div class="line">provoker of three things.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">What three things does drink especially provoke?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Porter</div>
                     <div class="line">Marry, sir, nose-painting, sleep, and</div>
                     <div class="line">urine. Lechery, sir, it provokes, and unprovokes;</div>
                     <div class="line">it provokes the desire, but it takes</div>
                     <div class="line">away the performance: therefore, much drink</div>
                     <div class="line">may be said to be an equivocator with lechery:</div>
                     <div class="line">it makes him, and it mars him; it sets</div>
                     <div class="line">him on, and it takes him off; it persuades him,</div>
                     <div class="line">and disheartens him; makes him stand to, and</div>
                     <div class="line">not stand to; in conclusion, equivocates him</div>
                     <div class="line">in a sleep, and, giving him the lie, leaves him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">I believe drink gave thee the lie last night.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Porter</div>
                     <div class="line">That it did, sir, i' the very throat on</div>
                     <div class="line">me: but I requited him for his lie; and, I</div>
                     <div class="line">think, being too strong for him, though he took</div>
                     <div class="line">up my legs sometime, yet I made a shift to cast</div>
                     <div class="line">him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Is thy master stirring?</div>
                     <p>Enter MACBETH</p>
                     <div class="line">Our knocking has awaked him; here he comes.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LENNOX</div>
                     <div class="line">Good morrow, noble sir.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Good morrow, both.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Is the king stirring, worthy thane?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Not yet.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">He did command me to call timely on him:</div>
                     <div class="line">I have almost slipp'd the hour.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll bring you to him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">I know this is a joyful trouble to you;</div>
                     <div class="line">But yet 'tis one.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">The labour we delight in physics pain.</div>
                     <div class="line">This is the door.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll make so bold to call,</div>
                     <div class="line">For 'tis my limited service.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LENNOX</div>
                     <div class="line">Goes the king hence to-day?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">He does: he did appoint so.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LENNOX</div>
                     <div class="line">The night has been unruly: where we lay,</div>
                     <div class="line">Our chimneys were blown down; and, as they say,</div>
                     <div class="line">Lamentings heard i' the air; strange screams of death,</div>
                     <div class="line">And prophesying with accents terrible</div>
                     <div class="line">Of dire combustion and confused events</div>
                     <div class="line">New hatch'd to the woeful time: the obscure bird</div>
                     <div class="line">Clamour'd the livelong night: some say, the earth</div>
                     <div class="line">Was feverous and did shake.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">'Twas a rough night.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LENNOX</div>
                     <div class="line">My young remembrance cannot parallel</div>
                     <div class="line">A fellow to it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Re-enter MACDUFF</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">O horror, horror, horror! Tongue nor heart</div>
                     <div class="line">Cannot conceive nor name thee!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="speaker">LENNOX</div>
                     <div class="line">What's the matter.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Confusion now hath made his masterpiece!</div>
                     <div class="line">Most sacrilegious murder hath broke ope</div>
                     <div class="line">The Lord's anointed temple, and stole thence</div>
                     <div class="line">The life o' the building!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">What is 't you say? the life?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LENNOX</div>
                     <div class="line">Mean you his majesty?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Approach the chamber, and destroy your sight</div>
                     <div class="line">With a new Gorgon: do not bid me speak;</div>
                     <div class="line">See, and then speak yourselves.</div>
                     <p>Exeunt MACBETH and LENNOX</p>
                     <div class="line">Awake, awake!</div>
                     <div class="line">Ring the alarum-bell. Murder and treason!</div>
                     <div class="line">Banquo and Donalbain! Malcolm! awake!</div>
                     <div class="line">Shake off this downy sleep, death's counterfeit,</div>
                     <div class="line">And look on death itself! up, up, and see</div>
                     <div class="line">The great doom's image! Malcolm! Banquo!</div>
                     <div class="line">As from your graves rise up, and walk like sprites,</div>
                     <div class="line">To countenance this horror! Ring the bell.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Bell rings</p>
               <p>Enter LADY MACBETH</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">What's the business,</div>
                     <div class="line">That such a hideous trumpet calls to parley</div>
                     <div class="line">The sleepers of the house? speak, speak!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">O gentle lady,</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis not for you to hear what I can speak:</div>
                     <div class="line">The repetition, in a woman's ear,</div>
                     <div class="line">Would murder as it fell.</div>
                     <p>Enter BANQUO</p>
                     <div class="line">O Banquo, Banquo,</div>
                     <div class="line">Our royal master 's murder'd!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Woe, alas!</div>
                     <div class="line">What, in our house?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                     <div class="line">Too cruel any where.</div>
                     <div class="line">Dear Duff, I prithee, contradict thyself,</div>
                     <div class="line">And say it is not so.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Re-enter MACBETH and LENNOX, with ROSS</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Had I but died an hour before this chance,</div>
                     <div class="line">I had lived a blessed time; for, from this instant,</div>
                     <div class="line">There 's nothing serious in mortality:</div>
                     <div class="line">All is but toys: renown and grace is dead;</div>
                     <div class="line">The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees</div>
                     <div class="line">Is left this vault to brag of.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter MALCOLM and DONALBAIN</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DONALBAIN</div>
                     <div class="line">What is amiss?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">You are, and do not know't:</div>
                     <div class="line">The spring, the head, the fountain of your blood</div>
                     <div class="line">Is stopp'd; the very source of it is stopp'd.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Your royal father 's murder'd.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                     <div class="line">O, by whom?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LENNOX</div>
                     <div class="line">Those of his chamber, as it seem'd, had done 't:</div>
                     <div class="line">Their hands and faces were an badged with blood;</div>
                     <div class="line">So were their daggers, which unwiped we found</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon their pillows:</div>
                     <div class="line">They stared, and were distracted; no man's life</div>
                     <div class="line">Was to be trusted with them.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">O, yet I do repent me of my fury,</div>
                     <div class="line">That I did kill them.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Wherefore did you so?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Who can be wise, amazed, temperate and furious,</div>
                     <div class="line">Loyal and neutral, in a moment? No man:</div>
                     <div class="line">The expedition my violent love</div>
                     <div class="line">Outrun the pauser, reason. Here lay Duncan,</div>
                     <div class="line">His silver skin laced with his golden blood;</div>
                     <div class="line">And his gash'd stabs look'd like a breach in nature</div>
                     <div class="line">For ruin's wasteful entrance: there, the murderers,</div>
                     <div class="line">Steep'd in the colours of their trade, their daggers</div>
                     <div class="line">Unmannerly breech'd with gore: who could refrain,</div>
                     <div class="line">That had a heart to love, and in that heart</div>
                     <div class="line">Courage to make 's love known?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Help me hence, ho!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Look to the lady.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Aside to DONALBAIN</span>  Why do we hold our tongues,</div>
                     <div class="line">That most may claim this argument for ours?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DONALBAIN</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Aside to MALCOLM</span>  What should be spoken here,</div>
                     <div class="line">where our fate,</div>
                     <div class="line">Hid in an auger-hole, may rush, and seize us?</div>
                     <div class="line">Let 's away;</div>
                     <div class="line">Our tears are not yet brew'd.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Aside to DONALBAIN</span>        Nor our strong sorrow</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon the foot of motion.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                     <div class="line">Look to the lady:</div>
                     <p>LADY MACBETH is carried out</p>
                     <div class="line">And when we have our naked frailties hid,</div>
                     <div class="line">That suffer in exposure, let us meet,</div>
                     <div class="line">And question this most bloody piece of work,</div>
                     <div class="line">To know it further. Fears and scruples shake us:</div>
                     <div class="line">In the great hand of God I stand; and thence</div>
                     <div class="line">Against the undivulged pretence I fight</div>
                     <div class="line">Of treasonous malice.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">And so do I.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ALL</div>
                     <div class="line">So all.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Let's briefly put on manly readiness,</div>
                     <div class="line">And meet i' the hall together.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ALL</div>
                     <div class="line">Well contented.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt all but Malcolm and Donalbain</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                     <div class="line">What will you do? Let's not consort with them:</div>
                     <div class="line">To show an unfelt sorrow is an office</div>
                     <div class="line">Which the false man does easy. I'll to England.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DONALBAIN</div>
                     <div class="line">To Ireland, I; our separated fortune</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall keep us both the safer: where we are,</div>
                     <div class="line">There's daggers in men's smiles: the near in blood,</div>
                     <div class="line">The nearer bloody.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                     <div class="line">This murderous shaft that's shot</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath not yet lighted, and our safest way</div>
                     <div class="line">Is to avoid the aim. Therefore, to horse;</div>
                     <div class="line">And let us not be dainty of leave-taking,</div>
                     <div class="line">But shift away: there's warrant in that theft</div>
                     <div class="line">Which steals itself, when there's no mercy left.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.4.5">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>4. SCENE IV.  Outside Macbeth's castle.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter ROSS and an old Man</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Old Man</div>
                     <div class="line">Threescore and ten I can remember well:</div>
                     <div class="line">Within the volume of which time I have seen</div>
                     <div class="line">Hours dreadful and things strange; but this sore night</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath trifled former knowings.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                     <div class="line">Ah, good father,</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou seest, the heavens, as troubled with man's act,</div>
                     <div class="line">Threaten his bloody stage: by the clock, 'tis day,</div>
                     <div class="line">And yet dark night strangles the travelling lamp:</div>
                     <div class="line">Is't night's predominance, or the day's shame,</div>
                     <div class="line">That darkness does the face of earth entomb,</div>
                     <div class="line">When living light should kiss it?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Old Man</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis unnatural,</div>
                     <div class="line">Even like the deed that's done. On Tuesday last,</div>
                     <div class="line">A falcon, towering in her pride of place,</div>
                     <div class="line">Was by a mousing owl hawk'd at and kill'd.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                     <div class="line">And Duncan's horses--a thing most strange and certain--</div>
                     <div class="line">Beauteous and swift, the minions of their race,</div>
                     <div class="line">Turn'd wild in nature, broke their stalls, flung out,</div>
                     <div class="line">Contending 'gainst obedience, as they would make</div>
                     <div class="line">War with mankind.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Old Man</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis said they eat each other.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                     <div class="line">They did so, to the amazement of mine eyes</div>
                     <div class="line">That look'd upon't. Here comes the good Macduff.</div>
                     <p>Enter MACDUFF</p>
                     <div class="line">How goes the world, sir, now?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, see you not?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                     <div class="line">Is't known who did this more than bloody deed?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Those that Macbeth hath slain.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                     <div class="line">Alas, the day!</div>
                     <div class="line">What good could they pretend?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">They were suborn'd:</div>
                     <div class="line">Malcolm and Donalbain, the king's two sons,</div>
                     <div class="line">Are stol'n away and fled; which puts upon them</div>
                     <div class="line">Suspicion of the deed.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                     <div class="line">'Gainst nature still!</div>
                     <div class="line">Thriftless ambition, that wilt ravin up</div>
                     <div class="line">Thine own life's means! Then 'tis most like</div>
                     <div class="line">The sovereignty will fall upon Macbeth.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">He is already named, and gone to Scone</div>
                     <div class="line">To be invested.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                     <div class="line">Where is Duncan's body?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Carried to Colmekill,</div>
                     <div class="line">The sacred storehouse of his predecessors,</div>
                     <div class="line">And guardian of their bones.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                     <div class="line">Will you to Scone?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">No, cousin, I'll to Fife.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, I will thither.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, may you see things well done there: adieu!</div>
                     <div class="line">Lest our old robes sit easier than our new!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                     <div class="line">Farewell, father.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Old Man</div>
                     <div class="line">God's benison go with you; and with those</div>
                     <div class="line">That would make good of bad, and friends of foes!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
         </article>
         <article class="chapter" id="R.1.5">
            <header class="chapter-titlepage">
               <h2>Chapter 3. ACT III</h2>
            </header>
            <div class="lists-of-titles">
               <div class="toc">
                  <p>
                     <b>Table of Contents</b>
                  </p>
                  <ul class="toc">
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.5.2">1. SCENE I.  Forres. The palace.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.5.3">2. SCENE II.  The palace.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.5.4">3. SCENE III.  A park near the palace.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.5.5">4. SCENE IV.  The same. Hall in the palace.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.5.6">5. SCENE V.  A Heath.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.5.7">6. SCENE VI.  Forres. The palace.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                  </ul>
               </div>
            </div>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.5.2">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>1. SCENE I.  Forres. The palace.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter BANQUO</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou hast it now: king, Cawdor, Glamis, all,</div>
                     <div class="line">As the weird women promised, and, I fear,</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou play'dst most foully for't: yet it was said</div>
                     <div class="line">It should not stand in thy posterity,</div>
                     <div class="line">But that myself should be the root and father</div>
                     <div class="line">Of many kings. If there come truth from them--</div>
                     <div class="line">As upon thee, Macbeth, their speeches shine--</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, by the verities on thee made good,</div>
                     <div class="line">May they not be my oracles as well,</div>
                     <div class="line">And set me up in hope? But hush! no more.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Sennet sounded. Enter MACBETH, as king, LADY
MACBETH, as queen, LENNOX, ROSS, Lords, Ladies, and
Attendants</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Here's our chief guest.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">If he had been forgotten,</div>
                     <div class="line">It had been as a gap in our great feast,</div>
                     <div class="line">And all-thing unbecoming.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">To-night we hold a solemn supper sir,</div>
                     <div class="line">And I'll request your presence.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                     <div class="line">Let your highness</div>
                     <div class="line">Command upon me; to the which my duties</div>
                     <div class="line">Are with a most indissoluble tie</div>
                     <div class="line">For ever knit.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Ride you this afternoon?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, my good lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">We should have else desired your good advice,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which still hath been both grave and prosperous,</div>
                     <div class="line">In this day's council; but we'll take to-morrow.</div>
                     <div class="line">Is't far you ride?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                     <div class="line">As far, my lord, as will fill up the time</div>
                     <div class="line">'Twixt this and supper: go not my horse the better,</div>
                     <div class="line">I must become a borrower of the night</div>
                     <div class="line">For a dark hour or twain.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Fail not our feast.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, I will not.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">We hear, our bloody cousins are bestow'd</div>
                     <div class="line">In England and in Ireland, not confessing</div>
                     <div class="line">Their cruel parricide, filling their hearers</div>
                     <div class="line">With strange invention: but of that to-morrow,</div>
                     <div class="line">When therewithal we shall have cause of state</div>
                     <div class="line">Craving us jointly. Hie you to horse: adieu,</div>
                     <div class="line">Till you return at night. Goes Fleance with you?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, my good lord: our time does call upon 's.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">I wish your horses swift and sure of foot;</div>
                     <div class="line">And so I do commend you to their backs. Farewell.</div>
                     <p>Exit BANQUO</p>
                     <div class="line">Let every man be master of his time</div>
                     <div class="line">Till seven at night: to make society</div>
                     <div class="line">The sweeter welcome, we will keep ourself</div>
                     <div class="line">Till supper-time alone: while then, God be with you!</div>
                     <p>Exeunt all but MACBETH, and an attendant</p>
                     <div class="line">Sirrah, a word with you: attend those men</div>
                     <div class="line">Our pleasure?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ATTENDANT</div>
                     <div class="line">They are, my lord, without the palace gate.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Bring them before us.</div>
                     <p>Exit Attendant</p>
                     <div class="line">To be thus is nothing;</div>
                     <div class="line">But to be safely thus.--Our fears in Banquo</div>
                     <div class="line">Stick deep; and in his royalty of nature</div>
                     <div class="line">Reigns that which would be fear'd: 'tis much he dares;</div>
                     <div class="line">And, to that dauntless temper of his mind,</div>
                     <div class="line">He hath a wisdom that doth guide his valour</div>
                     <div class="line">To act in safety. There is none but he</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose being I do fear: and, under him,</div>
                     <div class="line">My Genius is rebuked; as, it is said,</div>
                     <div class="line">Mark Antony's was by Caesar. He chid the sisters</div>
                     <div class="line">When first they put the name of king upon me,</div>
                     <div class="line">And bade them speak to him: then prophet-like</div>
                     <div class="line">They hail'd him father to a line of kings:</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon my head they placed a fruitless crown,</div>
                     <div class="line">And put a barren sceptre in my gripe,</div>
                     <div class="line">Thence to be wrench'd with an unlineal hand,</div>
                     <div class="line">No son of mine succeeding. If 't be so,</div>
                     <div class="line">For Banquo's issue have I filed my mind;</div>
                     <div class="line">For them the gracious Duncan have I murder'd;</div>
                     <div class="line">Put rancours in the vessel of my peace</div>
                     <div class="line">Only for them; and mine eternal jewel</div>
                     <div class="line">Given to the common enemy of man,</div>
                     <div class="line">To make them kings, the seed of Banquo kings!</div>
                     <div class="line">Rather than so, come fate into the list.</div>
                     <div class="line">And champion me to the utterance! Who's there!</div>
                     <p>Re-enter Attendant, with two Murderers</p>
                     <div class="line">Now go to the door, and stay there till we call.</div>
                     <p>Exit Attendant</p>
                     <div class="line">Was it not yesterday we spoke together?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">It was, so please your highness.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Well then, now</div>
                     <div class="line">Have you consider'd of my speeches? Know</div>
                     <div class="line">That it was he in the times past which held you</div>
                     <div class="line">So under fortune, which you thought had been</div>
                     <div class="line">Our innocent self: this I made good to you</div>
                     <div class="line">In our last conference, pass'd in probation with you,</div>
                     <div class="line">How you were borne in hand, how cross'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">the instruments,</div>
                     <div class="line">Who wrought with them, and all things else that might</div>
                     <div class="line">To half a soul and to a notion crazed</div>
                     <div class="line">Say 'Thus did Banquo.'</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">You made it known to us.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">I did so, and went further, which is now</div>
                     <div class="line">Our point of second meeting. Do you find</div>
                     <div class="line">Your patience so predominant in your nature</div>
                     <div class="line">That you can let this go? Are you so gospell'd</div>
                     <div class="line">To pray for this good man and for his issue,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose heavy hand hath bow'd you to the grave</div>
                     <div class="line">And beggar'd yours for ever?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">We are men, my liege.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, in the catalogue ye go for men;</div>
                     <div class="line">As hounds and greyhounds, mongrels, spaniels, curs,</div>
                     <div class="line">Shoughs, water-rugs and demi-wolves, are clept</div>
                     <div class="line">All by the name of dogs: the valued file</div>
                     <div class="line">Distinguishes the swift, the slow, the subtle,</div>
                     <div class="line">The housekeeper, the hunter, every one</div>
                     <div class="line">According to the gift which bounteous nature</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath in him closed; whereby he does receive</div>
                     <div class="line">Particular addition. from the bill</div>
                     <div class="line">That writes them all alike: and so of men.</div>
                     <div class="line">Now, if you have a station in the file,</div>
                     <div class="line">Not i' the worst rank of manhood, say 't;</div>
                     <div class="line">And I will put that business in your bosoms,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose execution takes your enemy off,</div>
                     <div class="line">Grapples you to the heart and love of us,</div>
                     <div class="line">Who wear our health but sickly in his life,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which in his death were perfect.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">I am one, my liege,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whom the vile blows and buffets of the world</div>
                     <div class="line">Have so incensed that I am reckless what</div>
                     <div class="line">I do to spite the world.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">And I another</div>
                     <div class="line">So weary with disasters, tugg'd with fortune,</div>
                     <div class="line">That I would set my lie on any chance,</div>
                     <div class="line">To mend it, or be rid on't.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Both of you</div>
                     <div class="line">Know Banquo was your enemy.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Both Murderers</div>
                     <div class="line">True, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">So is he mine; and in such bloody distance,</div>
                     <div class="line">That every minute of his being thrusts</div>
                     <div class="line">Against my near'st of life: and though I could</div>
                     <div class="line">With barefaced power sweep him from my sight</div>
                     <div class="line">And bid my will avouch it, yet I must not,</div>
                     <div class="line">For certain friends that are both his and mine,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose loves I may not drop, but wail his fall</div>
                     <div class="line">Who I myself struck down; and thence it is,</div>
                     <div class="line">That I to your assistance do make love,</div>
                     <div class="line">Masking the business from the common eye</div>
                     <div class="line">For sundry weighty reasons.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">We shall, my lord,</div>
                     <div class="line">Perform what you command us.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Though our lives--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Your spirits shine through you. Within this hour at most</div>
                     <div class="line">I will advise you where to plant yourselves;</div>
                     <div class="line">Acquaint you with the perfect spy o' the time,</div>
                     <div class="line">The moment on't; for't must be done to-night,</div>
                     <div class="line">And something from the palace; always thought</div>
                     <div class="line">That I require a clearness: and with him--</div>
                     <div class="line">To leave no rubs nor botches in the work--</div>
                     <div class="line">Fleance his son, that keeps him company,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose absence is no less material to me</div>
                     <div class="line">Than is his father's, must embrace the fate</div>
                     <div class="line">Of that dark hour. Resolve yourselves apart:</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll come to you anon.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Both Murderers</div>
                     <div class="line">We are resolved, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll call upon you straight: abide within.</div>
                     <p>Exeunt Murderers</p>
                     <div class="line">It is concluded. Banquo, thy soul's flight,</div>
                     <div class="line">If it find heaven, must find it out to-night.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.5.3">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>2. SCENE II.  The palace.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter LADY MACBETH and a Servant</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Is Banquo gone from court?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Servant</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, madam, but returns again to-night.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Say to the king, I would attend his leisure</div>
                     <div class="line">For a few words.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Servant</div>
                     <div class="line">Madam, I will.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Nought's had, all's spent,</div>
                     <div class="line">Where our desire is got without content:</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis safer to be that which we destroy</div>
                     <div class="line">Than by destruction dwell in doubtful joy.</div>
                     <p>Enter MACBETH</p>
                     <div class="line">How now, my lord! why do you keep alone,</div>
                     <div class="line">Of sorriest fancies your companions making,</div>
                     <div class="line">Using those thoughts which should indeed have died</div>
                     <div class="line">With them they think on? Things without all remedy</div>
                     <div class="line">Should be without regard: what's done is done.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">We have scotch'd the snake, not kill'd it:</div>
                     <div class="line">She'll close and be herself, whilst our poor malice</div>
                     <div class="line">Remains in danger of her former tooth.</div>
                     <div class="line">But let the frame of things disjoint, both the</div>
                     <div class="line">worlds suffer,</div>
                     <div class="line">Ere we will eat our meal in fear and sleep</div>
                     <div class="line">In the affliction of these terrible dreams</div>
                     <div class="line">That shake us nightly: better be with the dead,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whom we, to gain our peace, have sent to peace,</div>
                     <div class="line">Than on the torture of the mind to lie</div>
                     <div class="line">In restless ecstasy. Duncan is in his grave;</div>
                     <div class="line">After life's fitful fever he sleeps well;</div>
                     <div class="line">Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison,</div>
                     <div class="line">Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing,</div>
                     <div class="line">Can touch him further.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Come on;</div>
                     <div class="line">Gentle my lord, sleek o'er your rugged looks;</div>
                     <div class="line">Be bright and jovial among your guests to-night.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">So shall I, love; and so, I pray, be you:</div>
                     <div class="line">Let your remembrance apply to Banquo;</div>
                     <div class="line">Present him eminence, both with eye and tongue:</div>
                     <div class="line">Unsafe the while, that we</div>
                     <div class="line">Must lave our honours in these flattering streams,</div>
                     <div class="line">And make our faces vizards to our hearts,</div>
                     <div class="line">Disguising what they are.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">You must leave this.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">O, full of scorpions is my mind, dear wife!</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou know'st that Banquo, and his Fleance, lives.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">But in them nature's copy's not eterne.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">There's comfort yet; they are assailable;</div>
                     <div class="line">Then be thou jocund: ere the bat hath flown</div>
                     <div class="line">His cloister'd flight, ere to black Hecate's summons</div>
                     <div class="line">The shard-borne beetle with his drowsy hums</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath rung night's yawning peal, there shall be done</div>
                     <div class="line">A deed of dreadful note.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">What's to be done?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Be innocent of the knowledge, dearest chuck,</div>
                     <div class="line">Till thou applaud the deed. Come, seeling night,</div>
                     <div class="line">Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day;</div>
                     <div class="line">And with thy bloody and invisible hand</div>
                     <div class="line">Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond</div>
                     <div class="line">Which keeps me pale! Light thickens; and the crow</div>
                     <div class="line">Makes wing to the rooky wood:</div>
                     <div class="line">Good things of day begin to droop and drowse;</div>
                     <div class="line">While night's black agents to their preys do rouse.</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou marvell'st at my words: but hold thee still;</div>
                     <div class="line">Things bad begun make strong themselves by ill.</div>
                     <div class="line">So, prithee, go with me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.5.4">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>3. SCENE III.  A park near the palace.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter three Murderers</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">But who did bid thee join with us?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Third Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Macbeth.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">He needs not our mistrust, since he delivers</div>
                     <div class="line">Our offices and what we have to do</div>
                     <div class="line">To the direction just.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Then stand with us.</div>
                     <div class="line">The west yet glimmers with some streaks of day:</div>
                     <div class="line">Now spurs the lated traveller apace</div>
                     <div class="line">To gain the timely inn; and near approaches</div>
                     <div class="line">The subject of our watch.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Third Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Hark! I hear horses.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Within</span>  Give us a light there, ho!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Then 'tis he: the rest</div>
                     <div class="line">That are within the note of expectation</div>
                     <div class="line">Already are i' the court.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">His horses go about.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Third Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Almost a mile: but he does usually,</div>
                     <div class="line">So all men do, from hence to the palace gate</div>
                     <div class="line">Make it their walk.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">A light, a light!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter BANQUO, and FLEANCE with a torch</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Third Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis he.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Stand to't.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                     <div class="line">It will be rain to-night.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Let it come down.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>They set upon BANQUO</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                     <div class="line">O, treachery! Fly, good Fleance, fly, fly, fly!</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou mayst revenge. O slave!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Dies. FLEANCE escapes</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Third Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Who did strike out the light?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Wast not the way?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Third Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">There's but one down; the son is fled.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">We have lost</div>
                     <div class="line">Best half of our affair.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, let's away, and say how much is done.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.5.5">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>4. SCENE IV.  The same. Hall in the palace.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>A banquet prepared. Enter MACBETH, LADY MACBETH,
ROSS, LENNOX, Lords, and Attendants</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">You know your own degrees; sit down: at first</div>
                     <div class="line">And last the hearty welcome.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lords</div>
                     <div class="line">Thanks to your majesty.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Ourself will mingle with society,</div>
                     <div class="line">And play the humble host.</div>
                     <div class="line">Our hostess keeps her state, but in best time</div>
                     <div class="line">We will require her welcome.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Pronounce it for me, sir, to all our friends;</div>
                     <div class="line">For my heart speaks they are welcome.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>First Murderer appears at the door</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">See, they encounter thee with their hearts' thanks.</div>
                     <div class="line">Both sides are even: here I'll sit i' the midst:</div>
                     <div class="line">Be large in mirth; anon we'll drink a measure</div>
                     <div class="line">The table round.</div>
                     <p>Approaching the door</p>
                     <div class="line">There's blood on thy face.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis Banquo's then.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis better thee without than he within.</div>
                     <div class="line">Is he dispatch'd?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, his throat is cut; that I did for him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou art the best o' the cut-throats: yet he's good</div>
                     <div class="line">That did the like for Fleance: if thou didst it,</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou art the nonpareil.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Most royal sir,</div>
                     <div class="line">Fleance is 'scaped.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Then comes my fit again: I had else been perfect,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whole as the marble, founded as the rock,</div>
                     <div class="line">As broad and general as the casing air:</div>
                     <div class="line">But now I am cabin'd, cribb'd, confined, bound in</div>
                     <div class="line">To saucy doubts and fears. But Banquo's safe?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, my good lord: safe in a ditch he bides,</div>
                     <div class="line">With twenty trenched gashes on his head;</div>
                     <div class="line">The least a death to nature.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Thanks for that:</div>
                     <div class="line">There the grown serpent lies; the worm that's fled</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath nature that in time will venom breed,</div>
                     <div class="line">No teeth for the present. Get thee gone: to-morrow</div>
                     <div class="line">We'll hear, ourselves, again.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit Murderer</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">My royal lord,</div>
                     <div class="line">You do not give the cheer: the feast is sold</div>
                     <div class="line">That is not often vouch'd, while 'tis a-making,</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis given with welcome: to feed were best at home;</div>
                     <div class="line">From thence the sauce to meat is ceremony;</div>
                     <div class="line">Meeting were bare without it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Sweet remembrancer!</div>
                     <div class="line">Now, good digestion wait on appetite,</div>
                     <div class="line">And health on both!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LENNOX</div>
                     <div class="line">May't please your highness sit.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>The GHOST OF BANQUO enters, and sits in
MACBETH's place</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Here had we now our country's honour roof'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">Were the graced person of our Banquo present;</div>
                     <div class="line">Who may I rather challenge for unkindness</div>
                     <div class="line">Than pity for mischance!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                     <div class="line">His absence, sir,</div>
                     <div class="line">Lays blame upon his promise. Please't your highness</div>
                     <div class="line">To grace us with your royal company.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">The table's full.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LENNOX</div>
                     <div class="line">Here is a place reserved, sir.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Where?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LENNOX</div>
                     <div class="line">Here, my good lord. What is't that moves your highness?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Which of you have done this?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lords</div>
                     <div class="line">What, my good lord?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou canst not say I did it: never shake</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy gory locks at me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                     <div class="line">Gentlemen, rise: his highness is not well.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Sit, worthy friends: my lord is often thus,</div>
                     <div class="line">And hath been from his youth: pray you, keep seat;</div>
                     <div class="line">The fit is momentary; upon a thought</div>
                     <div class="line">He will again be well: if much you note him,</div>
                     <div class="line">You shall offend him and extend his passion:</div>
                     <div class="line">Feed, and regard him not. Are you a man?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, and a bold one, that dare look on that</div>
                     <div class="line">Which might appal the devil.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">O proper stuff!</div>
                     <div class="line">This is the very painting of your fear:</div>
                     <div class="line">This is the air-drawn dagger which, you said,</div>
                     <div class="line">Led you to Duncan. O, these flaws and starts,</div>
                     <div class="line">Impostors to true fear, would well become</div>
                     <div class="line">A woman's story at a winter's fire,</div>
                     <div class="line">Authorized by her grandam. Shame itself!</div>
                     <div class="line">Why do you make such faces? When all's done,</div>
                     <div class="line">You look but on a stool.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Prithee, see there! behold! look! lo!</div>
                     <div class="line">how say you?</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, what care I? If thou canst nod, speak too.</div>
                     <div class="line">If charnel-houses and our graves must send</div>
                     <div class="line">Those that we bury back, our monuments</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall be the maws of kites.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>GHOST OF BANQUO vanishes</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">What, quite unmann'd in folly?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">If I stand here, I saw him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Fie, for shame!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Blood hath been shed ere now, i' the olden time,</div>
                     <div class="line">Ere human statute purged the gentle weal;</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, and since too, murders have been perform'd</div>
                     <div class="line">Too terrible for the ear: the times have been,</div>
                     <div class="line">That, when the brains were out, the man would die,</div>
                     <div class="line">And there an end; but now they rise again,</div>
                     <div class="line">With twenty mortal murders on their crowns,</div>
                     <div class="line">And push us from our stools: this is more strange</div>
                     <div class="line">Than such a murder is.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">My worthy lord,</div>
                     <div class="line">Your noble friends do lack you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">I do forget.</div>
                     <div class="line">Do not muse at me, my most worthy friends,</div>
                     <div class="line">I have a strange infirmity, which is nothing</div>
                     <div class="line">To those that know me. Come, love and health to all;</div>
                     <div class="line">Then I'll sit down. Give me some wine; fill full.</div>
                     <div class="line">I drink to the general joy o' the whole table,</div>
                     <div class="line">And to our dear friend Banquo, whom we miss;</div>
                     <div class="line">Would he were here! to all, and him, we thirst,</div>
                     <div class="line">And all to all.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lords</div>
                     <div class="line">Our duties, and the pledge.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Re-enter GHOST OF BANQUO</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Avaunt! and quit my sight! let the earth hide thee!</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold;</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou hast no speculation in those eyes</div>
                     <div class="line">Which thou dost glare with!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Think of this, good peers,</div>
                     <div class="line">But as a thing of custom: 'tis no other;</div>
                     <div class="line">Only it spoils the pleasure of the time.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">What man dare, I dare:</div>
                     <div class="line">Approach thou like the rugged Russian bear,</div>
                     <div class="line">The arm'd rhinoceros, or the Hyrcan tiger;</div>
                     <div class="line">Take any shape but that, and my firm nerves</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall never tremble: or be alive again,</div>
                     <div class="line">And dare me to the desert with thy sword;</div>
                     <div class="line">If trembling I inhabit then, protest me</div>
                     <div class="line">The baby of a girl. Hence, horrible shadow!</div>
                     <div class="line">Unreal mockery, hence!</div>
                     <p>GHOST OF BANQUO vanishes</p>
                     <div class="line">Why, so: being gone,</div>
                     <div class="line">I am a man again. Pray you, sit still.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">You have displaced the mirth, broke the good meeting,</div>
                     <div class="line">With most admired disorder.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Can such things be,</div>
                     <div class="line">And overcome us like a summer's cloud,</div>
                     <div class="line">Without our special wonder? You make me strange</div>
                     <div class="line">Even to the disposition that I owe,</div>
                     <div class="line">When now I think you can behold such sights,</div>
                     <div class="line">And keep the natural ruby of your cheeks,</div>
                     <div class="line">When mine is blanched with fear.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                     <div class="line">What sights, my lord?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">I pray you, speak not; he grows worse and worse;</div>
                     <div class="line">Question enrages him. At once, good night:</div>
                     <div class="line">Stand not upon the order of your going,</div>
                     <div class="line">But go at once.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LENNOX</div>
                     <div class="line">Good night; and better health</div>
                     <div class="line">Attend his majesty!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">A kind good night to all!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt all but MACBETH and LADY MACBETH</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">It will have blood; they say, blood will have blood:</div>
                     <div class="line">Stones have been known to move and trees to speak;</div>
                     <div class="line">Augurs and understood relations have</div>
                     <div class="line">By magot-pies and choughs and rooks brought forth</div>
                     <div class="line">The secret'st man of blood. What is the night?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Almost at odds with morning, which is which.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">How say'st thou, that Macduff denies his person</div>
                     <div class="line">At our great bidding?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Did you send to him, sir?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">I hear it by the way; but I will send:</div>
                     <div class="line">There's not a one of them but in his house</div>
                     <div class="line">I keep a servant fee'd. I will to-morrow,</div>
                     <div class="line">And betimes I will, to the weird sisters:</div>
                     <div class="line">More shall they speak; for now I am bent to know,</div>
                     <div class="line">By the worst means, the worst. For mine own good,</div>
                     <div class="line">All causes shall give way: I am in blood</div>
                     <div class="line">Stepp'd in so far that, should I wade no more,</div>
                     <div class="line">Returning were as tedious as go o'er:</div>
                     <div class="line">Strange things I have in head, that will to hand;</div>
                     <div class="line">Which must be acted ere they may be scann'd.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">You lack the season of all natures, sleep.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, we'll to sleep. My strange and self-abuse</div>
                     <div class="line">Is the initiate fear that wants hard use:</div>
                     <div class="line">We are yet but young in deed.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.5.6">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>5. SCENE V.  A Heath.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Thunder. Enter the three Witches meeting HECATE</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, how now, Hecate! you look angerly.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HECATE</div>
                     <div class="line">Have I not reason, beldams as you are,</div>
                     <div class="line">Saucy and overbold? How did you dare</div>
                     <div class="line">To trade and traffic with Macbeth</div>
                     <div class="line">In riddles and affairs of death;</div>
                     <div class="line">And I, the mistress of your charms,</div>
                     <div class="line">The close contriver of all harms,</div>
                     <div class="line">Was never call'd to bear my part,</div>
                     <div class="line">Or show the glory of our art?</div>
                     <div class="line">And, which is worse, all you have done</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath been but for a wayward son,</div>
                     <div class="line">Spiteful and wrathful, who, as others do,</div>
                     <div class="line">Loves for his own ends, not for you.</div>
                     <div class="line">But make amends now: get you gone,</div>
                     <div class="line">And at the pit of Acheron</div>
                     <div class="line">Meet me i' the morning: thither he</div>
                     <div class="line">Will come to know his destiny:</div>
                     <div class="line">Your vessels and your spells provide,</div>
                     <div class="line">Your charms and every thing beside.</div>
                     <div class="line">I am for the air; this night I'll spend</div>
                     <div class="line">Unto a dismal and a fatal end:</div>
                     <div class="line">Great business must be wrought ere noon:</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon the corner of the moon</div>
                     <div class="line">There hangs a vaporous drop profound;</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll catch it ere it come to ground:</div>
                     <div class="line">And that distill'd by magic sleights</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall raise such artificial sprites</div>
                     <div class="line">As by the strength of their illusion</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall draw him on to his confusion:</div>
                     <div class="line">He shall spurn fate, scorn death, and bear</div>
                     <div class="line">He hopes 'bove wisdom, grace and fear:</div>
                     <div class="line">And you all know, security</div>
                     <div class="line">Is mortals' chiefest enemy.</div>
                     <p>Music and a song within: 'Come away, come
away,' &c</p>
                     <div class="line">Hark! I am call'd; my little spirit, see,</div>
                     <div class="line">Sits in a foggy cloud, and stays for me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, let's make haste; she'll soon be back again.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.5.7">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>6. SCENE VI.  Forres. The palace.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter LENNOX and another Lord</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LENNOX</div>
                     <div class="line">My former speeches have but hit your thoughts,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which can interpret further: only, I say,</div>
                     <div class="line">Things have been strangely borne. The</div>
                     <div class="line">gracious Duncan</div>
                     <div class="line">Was pitied of Macbeth: marry, he was dead:</div>
                     <div class="line">And the right-valiant Banquo walk'd too late;</div>
                     <div class="line">Whom, you may say, if't please you, Fleance kill'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">For Fleance fled: men must not walk too late.</div>
                     <div class="line">Who cannot want the thought how monstrous</div>
                     <div class="line">It was for Malcolm and for Donalbain</div>
                     <div class="line">To kill their gracious father? damned fact!</div>
                     <div class="line">How it did grieve Macbeth! did he not straight</div>
                     <div class="line">In pious rage the two delinquents tear,</div>
                     <div class="line">That were the slaves of drink and thralls of sleep?</div>
                     <div class="line">Was not that nobly done? Ay, and wisely too;</div>
                     <div class="line">For 'twould have anger'd any heart alive</div>
                     <div class="line">To hear the men deny't. So that, I say,</div>
                     <div class="line">He has borne all things well: and I do think</div>
                     <div class="line">That had he Duncan's sons under his key--</div>
                     <div class="line">As, an't please heaven, he shall not--they</div>
                     <div class="line">should find</div>
                     <div class="line">What 'twere to kill a father; so should Fleance.</div>
                     <div class="line">But, peace! for from broad words and 'cause he fail'd</div>
                     <div class="line">His presence at the tyrant's feast, I hear</div>
                     <div class="line">Macduff lives in disgrace: sir, can you tell</div>
                     <div class="line">Where he bestows himself?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord</div>
                     <div class="line">The son of Duncan,</div>
                     <div class="line">From whom this tyrant holds the due of birth</div>
                     <div class="line">Lives in the English court, and is received</div>
                     <div class="line">Of the most pious Edward with such grace</div>
                     <div class="line">That the malevolence of fortune nothing</div>
                     <div class="line">Takes from his high respect: thither Macduff</div>
                     <div class="line">Is gone to pray the holy king, upon his aid</div>
                     <div class="line">To wake Northumberland and warlike Siward:</div>
                     <div class="line">That, by the help of these--with Him above</div>
                     <div class="line">To ratify the work--we may again</div>
                     <div class="line">Give to our tables meat, sleep to our nights,</div>
                     <div class="line">Free from our feasts and banquets bloody knives,</div>
                     <div class="line">Do faithful homage and receive free honours:</div>
                     <div class="line">All which we pine for now: and this report</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath so exasperate the king that he</div>
                     <div class="line">Prepares for some attempt of war.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LENNOX</div>
                     <div class="line">Sent he to Macduff?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord</div>
                     <div class="line">He did: and with an absolute 'Sir, not I,'</div>
                     <div class="line">The cloudy messenger turns me his back,</div>
                     <div class="line">And hums, as who should say 'You'll rue the time</div>
                     <div class="line">That clogs me with this answer.'</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LENNOX</div>
                     <div class="line">And that well might</div>
                     <div class="line">Advise him to a caution, to hold what distance</div>
                     <div class="line">His wisdom can provide. Some holy angel</div>
                     <div class="line">Fly to the court of England and unfold</div>
                     <div class="line">His message ere he come, that a swift blessing</div>
                     <div class="line">May soon return to this our suffering country</div>
                     <div class="line">Under a hand accursed!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll send my prayers with him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
         </article>
         <article class="chapter" id="R.1.6">
            <header class="chapter-titlepage">
               <h2>Chapter 4. ACT IV</h2>
            </header>
            <div class="lists-of-titles">
               <div class="toc">
                  <p>
                     <b>Table of Contents</b>
                  </p>
                  <ul class="toc">
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.6.2">1. SCENE I.  A cavern. In the middle, a boiling cauldron.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.6.3">2. SCENE II.  Fife. Macduff's castle.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.6.4">3. SCENE III.  England. Before the King's palace.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                  </ul>
               </div>
            </div>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.6.2">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>1. SCENE I.  A cavern. In the middle, a boiling cauldron.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Thunder. Enter the three Witches</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">Thrice the brinded cat hath mew'd.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">Thrice and once the hedge-pig whined.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Third Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">Harpier cries 'Tis time, 'tis time.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">Round about the cauldron go;</div>
                     <div class="line">In the poison'd entrails throw.</div>
                     <div class="line">Toad, that under cold stone</div>
                     <div class="line">Days and nights has thirty-one</div>
                     <div class="line">Swelter'd venom sleeping got,</div>
                     <div class="line">Boil thou first i' the charmed pot.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ALL</div>
                     <div class="line">Double, double toil and trouble;</div>
                     <div class="line">Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">Fillet of a fenny snake,</div>
                     <div class="line">In the cauldron boil and bake;</div>
                     <div class="line">Eye of newt and toe of frog,</div>
                     <div class="line">Wool of bat and tongue of dog,</div>
                     <div class="line">Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting,</div>
                     <div class="line">Lizard's leg and owlet's wing,</div>
                     <div class="line">For a charm of powerful trouble,</div>
                     <div class="line">Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ALL</div>
                     <div class="line">Double, double toil and trouble;</div>
                     <div class="line">Fire burn and cauldron bubble.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Third Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf,</div>
                     <div class="line">Witches' mummy, maw and gulf</div>
                     <div class="line">Of the ravin'd salt-sea shark,</div>
                     <div class="line">Root of hemlock digg'd i' the dark,</div>
                     <div class="line">Liver of blaspheming Jew,</div>
                     <div class="line">Gall of goat, and slips of yew</div>
                     <div class="line">Silver'd in the moon's eclipse,</div>
                     <div class="line">Nose of Turk and Tartar's lips,</div>
                     <div class="line">Finger of birth-strangled babe</div>
                     <div class="line">Ditch-deliver'd by a drab,</div>
                     <div class="line">Make the gruel thick and slab:</div>
                     <div class="line">Add thereto a tiger's chaudron,</div>
                     <div class="line">For the ingredients of our cauldron.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ALL</div>
                     <div class="line">Double, double toil and trouble;</div>
                     <div class="line">Fire burn and cauldron bubble.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">Cool it with a baboon's blood,</div>
                     <div class="line">Then the charm is firm and good.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter HECATE to the other three Witches</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HECATE</div>
                     <div class="line">O well done! I commend your pains;</div>
                     <div class="line">And every one shall share i' the gains;</div>
                     <div class="line">And now about the cauldron sing,</div>
                     <div class="line">Live elves and fairies in a ring,</div>
                     <div class="line">Enchanting all that you put in.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Music and a song: 'Black spirits,' &c</p>
               <p>HECATE retires</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">By the pricking of my thumbs,</div>
                     <div class="line">Something wicked this way comes.</div>
                     <div class="line">Open, locks,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whoever knocks!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter MACBETH</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">How now, you secret, black, and midnight hags!</div>
                     <div class="line">What is't you do?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ALL</div>
                     <div class="line">A deed without a name.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">I conjure you, by that which you profess,</div>
                     <div class="line">Howe'er you come to know it, answer me:</div>
                     <div class="line">Though you untie the winds and let them fight</div>
                     <div class="line">Against the churches; though the yesty waves</div>
                     <div class="line">Confound and swallow navigation up;</div>
                     <div class="line">Though bladed corn be lodged and trees blown down;</div>
                     <div class="line">Though castles topple on their warders' heads;</div>
                     <div class="line">Though palaces and pyramids do slope</div>
                     <div class="line">Their heads to their foundations; though the treasure</div>
                     <div class="line">Of nature's germens tumble all together,</div>
                     <div class="line">Even till destruction sicken; answer me</div>
                     <div class="line">To what I ask you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">Speak.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">Demand.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Third Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">We'll answer.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">Say, if thou'dst rather hear it from our mouths,</div>
                     <div class="line">Or from our masters?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Call 'em; let me see 'em.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">Pour in sow's blood, that hath eaten</div>
                     <div class="line">Her nine farrow; grease that's sweaten</div>
                     <div class="line">From the murderer's gibbet throw</div>
                     <div class="line">Into the flame.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ALL</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, high or low;</div>
                     <div class="line">Thyself and office deftly show!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Thunder. First Apparition: an armed Head</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Tell me, thou unknown power,--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">He knows thy thought:</div>
                     <div class="line">Hear his speech, but say thou nought.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Apparition</div>
                     <div class="line">Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth! beware Macduff;</div>
                     <div class="line">Beware the thane of Fife. Dismiss me. Enough.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Descends</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Whate'er thou art, for thy good caution, thanks;</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou hast harp'd my fear aright: but one</div>
                     <div class="line">word more,--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">He will not be commanded: here's another,</div>
                     <div class="line">More potent than the first.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Thunder. Second Apparition: A bloody Child</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Apparition</div>
                     <div class="line">Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Had I three ears, I'ld hear thee.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Apparition</div>
                     <div class="line">Be bloody, bold, and resolute; laugh to scorn</div>
                     <div class="line">The power of man, for none of woman born</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall harm Macbeth.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Descends</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Then live, Macduff: what need I fear of thee?</div>
                     <div class="line">But yet I'll make assurance double sure,</div>
                     <div class="line">And take a bond of fate: thou shalt not live;</div>
                     <div class="line">That I may tell pale-hearted fear it lies,</div>
                     <div class="line">And sleep in spite of thunder.</div>
                     <p>Thunder. Third Apparition: a Child crowned,
with a tree in his hand</p>
                     <div class="line">What is this</div>
                     <div class="line">That rises like the issue of a king,</div>
                     <div class="line">And wears upon his baby-brow the round</div>
                     <div class="line">And top of sovereignty?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ALL</div>
                     <div class="line">Listen, but speak not to't.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Third Apparition</div>
                     <div class="line">Be lion-mettled, proud; and take no care</div>
                     <div class="line">Who chafes, who frets, or where conspirers are:</div>
                     <div class="line">Macbeth shall never vanquish'd be until</div>
                     <div class="line">Great Birnam wood to high Dunsinane hill</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall come against him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Descends</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">That will never be</div>
                     <div class="line">Who can impress the forest, bid the tree</div>
                     <div class="line">Unfix his earth-bound root? Sweet bodements! good!</div>
                     <div class="line">Rebellion's head, rise never till the wood</div>
                     <div class="line">Of Birnam rise, and our high-placed Macbeth</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall live the lease of nature, pay his breath</div>
                     <div class="line">To time and mortal custom. Yet my heart</div>
                     <div class="line">Throbs to know one thing: tell me, if your art</div>
                     <div class="line">Can tell so much: shall Banquo's issue ever</div>
                     <div class="line">Reign in this kingdom?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ALL</div>
                     <div class="line">Seek to know no more.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">I will be satisfied: deny me this,</div>
                     <div class="line">And an eternal curse fall on you! Let me know.</div>
                     <div class="line">Why sinks that cauldron? and what noise is this?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Hautboys</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">Show!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">Show!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Third Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">Show!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ALL</div>
                     <div class="line">Show his eyes, and grieve his heart;</div>
                     <div class="line">Come like shadows, so depart!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>A show of Eight Kings, the last with a glass in
his hand; GHOST OF BANQUO following</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou art too like the spirit of Banquo: down!</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy crown does sear mine eye-balls. And thy hair,</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou other gold-bound brow, is like the first.</div>
                     <div class="line">A third is like the former. Filthy hags!</div>
                     <div class="line">Why do you show me this? A fourth! Start, eyes!</div>
                     <div class="line">What, will the line stretch out to the crack of doom?</div>
                     <div class="line">Another yet! A seventh! I'll see no more:</div>
                     <div class="line">And yet the eighth appears, who bears a glass</div>
                     <div class="line">Which shows me many more; and some I see</div>
                     <div class="line">That two-fold balls and treble scepters carry:</div>
                     <div class="line">Horrible sight! Now, I see, 'tis true;</div>
                     <div class="line">For the blood-bolter'd Banquo smiles upon me,</div>
                     <div class="line">And points at them for his.</div>
                     <p>Apparitions vanish</p>
                     <div class="line">What, is this so?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Witch</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, sir, all this is so: but why</div>
                     <div class="line">Stands Macbeth thus amazedly?</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, sisters, cheer we up his sprites,</div>
                     <div class="line">And show the best of our delights:</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll charm the air to give a sound,</div>
                     <div class="line">While you perform your antic round:</div>
                     <div class="line">That this great king may kindly say,</div>
                     <div class="line">Our duties did his welcome pay.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Music. The witches dance and then vanish,
with HECATE</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Where are they? Gone? Let this pernicious hour</div>
                     <div class="line">Stand aye accursed in the calendar!</div>
                     <div class="line">Come in, without there!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter LENNOX</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LENNOX</div>
                     <div class="line">What's your grace's will?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Saw you the weird sisters?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LENNOX</div>
                     <div class="line">No, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Came they not by you?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LENNOX</div>
                     <div class="line">No, indeed, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Infected be the air whereon they ride;</div>
                     <div class="line">And damn'd all those that trust them! I did hear</div>
                     <div class="line">The galloping of horse: who was't came by?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LENNOX</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis two or three, my lord, that bring you word</div>
                     <div class="line">Macduff is fled to England.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Fled to England!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LENNOX</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, my good lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Time, thou anticipatest my dread exploits:</div>
                     <div class="line">The flighty purpose never is o'ertook</div>
                     <div class="line">Unless the deed go with it; from this moment</div>
                     <div class="line">The very firstlings of my heart shall be</div>
                     <div class="line">The firstlings of my hand. And even now,</div>
                     <div class="line">To crown my thoughts with acts, be it thought and done:</div>
                     <div class="line">The castle of Macduff I will surprise;</div>
                     <div class="line">Seize upon Fife; give to the edge o' the sword</div>
                     <div class="line">His wife, his babes, and all unfortunate souls</div>
                     <div class="line">That trace him in his line. No boasting like a fool;</div>
                     <div class="line">This deed I'll do before this purpose cool.</div>
                     <div class="line">But no more sights!--Where are these gentlemen?</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, bring me where they are.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.6.3">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>2. SCENE II.  Fife. Macduff's castle.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter LADY MACDUFF, her Son, and ROSS</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">What had he done, to make him fly the land?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                     <div class="line">You must have patience, madam.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">He had none:</div>
                     <div class="line">His flight was madness: when our actions do not,</div>
                     <div class="line">Our fears do make us traitors.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                     <div class="line">You know not</div>
                     <div class="line">Whether it was his wisdom or his fear.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Wisdom! to leave his wife, to leave his babes,</div>
                     <div class="line">His mansion and his titles in a place</div>
                     <div class="line">From whence himself does fly? He loves us not;</div>
                     <div class="line">He wants the natural touch: for the poor wren,</div>
                     <div class="line">The most diminutive of birds, will fight,</div>
                     <div class="line">Her young ones in her nest, against the owl.</div>
                     <div class="line">All is the fear and nothing is the love;</div>
                     <div class="line">As little is the wisdom, where the flight</div>
                     <div class="line">So runs against all reason.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                     <div class="line">My dearest coz,</div>
                     <div class="line">I pray you, school yourself: but for your husband,</div>
                     <div class="line">He is noble, wise, judicious, and best knows</div>
                     <div class="line">The fits o' the season. I dare not speak</div>
                     <div class="line">much further;</div>
                     <div class="line">But cruel are the times, when we are traitors</div>
                     <div class="line">And do not know ourselves, when we hold rumour</div>
                     <div class="line">From what we fear, yet know not what we fear,</div>
                     <div class="line">But float upon a wild and violent sea</div>
                     <div class="line">Each way and move. I take my leave of you:</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall not be long but I'll be here again:</div>
                     <div class="line">Things at the worst will cease, or else climb upward</div>
                     <div class="line">To what they were before. My pretty cousin,</div>
                     <div class="line">Blessing upon you!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Father'd he is, and yet he's fatherless.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                     <div class="line">I am so much a fool, should I stay longer,</div>
                     <div class="line">It would be my disgrace and your discomfort:</div>
                     <div class="line">I take my leave at once.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Sirrah, your father's dead;</div>
                     <div class="line">And what will you do now? How will you live?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Son</div>
                     <div class="line">As birds do, mother.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">What, with worms and flies?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Son</div>
                     <div class="line">With what I get, I mean; and so do they.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Poor bird! thou'ldst never fear the net nor lime,</div>
                     <div class="line">The pitfall nor the gin.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Son</div>
                     <div class="line">Why should I, mother? Poor birds they are not set for.</div>
                     <div class="line">My father is not dead, for all your saying.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Yes, he is dead; how wilt thou do for a father?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Son</div>
                     <div class="line">Nay, how will you do for a husband?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, I can buy me twenty at any market.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Son</div>
                     <div class="line">Then you'll buy 'em to sell again.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou speak'st with all thy wit: and yet, i' faith,</div>
                     <div class="line">With wit enough for thee.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Son</div>
                     <div class="line">Was my father a traitor, mother?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, that he was.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Son</div>
                     <div class="line">What is a traitor?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, one that swears and lies.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Son</div>
                     <div class="line">And be all traitors that do so?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Every one that does so is a traitor, and must be hanged.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Son</div>
                     <div class="line">And must they all be hanged that swear and lie?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Every one.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Son</div>
                     <div class="line">Who must hang them?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, the honest men.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Son</div>
                     <div class="line">Then the liars and swearers are fools,</div>
                     <div class="line">for there are liars and swearers enow to beat</div>
                     <div class="line">the honest men and hang up them.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Now, God help thee, poor monkey!</div>
                     <div class="line">But how wilt thou do for a father?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Son</div>
                     <div class="line">If he were dead, you'ld weep for</div>
                     <div class="line">him: if you would not, it were a good sign</div>
                     <div class="line">that I should quickly have a new father.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Poor prattler, how thou talk'st!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter a Messenger</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Messenger</div>
                     <div class="line">Bless you, fair dame! I am not to you known,</div>
                     <div class="line">Though in your state of honour I am perfect.</div>
                     <div class="line">I doubt some danger does approach you nearly:</div>
                     <div class="line">If you will take a homely man's advice,</div>
                     <div class="line">Be not found here; hence, with your little ones.</div>
                     <div class="line">To fright you thus, methinks, I am too savage;</div>
                     <div class="line">To do worse to you were fell cruelty,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which is too nigh your person. Heaven preserve you!</div>
                     <div class="line">I dare abide no longer.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Whither should I fly?</div>
                     <div class="line">I have done no harm. But I remember now</div>
                     <div class="line">I am in this earthly world; where to do harm</div>
                     <div class="line">Is often laudable, to do good sometime</div>
                     <div class="line">Accounted dangerous folly: why then, alas,</div>
                     <div class="line">Do I put up that womanly defence,</div>
                     <div class="line">To say I have done no harm?</div>
                     <p>Enter Murderers</p>
                     <div class="line">What are these faces?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Where is your husband?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">I hope, in no place so unsanctified</div>
                     <div class="line">Where such as thou mayst find him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">He's a traitor.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Son</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou liest, thou shag-hair'd villain!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">What, you egg!</div>
                     <p>Stabbing him</p>
                     <div class="line">Young fry of treachery!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Son</div>
                     <div class="line">He has kill'd me, mother:</div>
                     <div class="line">Run away, I pray you!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Dies</p>
               <p>Exit LADY MACDUFF, crying 'Murder!' Exeunt
Murderers, following her</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.6.4">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>3. SCENE III.  England. Before the King's palace.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter MALCOLM and MACDUFF</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                     <div class="line">Let us seek out some desolate shade, and there</div>
                     <div class="line">Weep our sad bosoms empty.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Let us rather</div>
                     <div class="line">Hold fast the mortal sword, and like good men</div>
                     <div class="line">Bestride our down-fall'n birthdom: each new morn</div>
                     <div class="line">New widows howl, new orphans cry, new sorrows</div>
                     <div class="line">Strike heaven on the face, that it resounds</div>
                     <div class="line">As if it felt with Scotland and yell'd out</div>
                     <div class="line">Like syllable of dolour.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                     <div class="line">What I believe I'll wail,</div>
                     <div class="line">What know believe, and what I can redress,</div>
                     <div class="line">As I shall find the time to friend, I will.</div>
                     <div class="line">What you have spoke, it may be so perchance.</div>
                     <div class="line">This tyrant, whose sole name blisters our tongues,</div>
                     <div class="line">Was once thought honest: you have loved him well.</div>
                     <div class="line">He hath not touch'd you yet. I am young;</div>
                     <div class="line">but something</div>
                     <div class="line">You may deserve of him through me, and wisdom</div>
                     <div class="line">To offer up a weak poor innocent lamb</div>
                     <div class="line">To appease an angry god.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">I am not treacherous.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                     <div class="line">But Macbeth is.</div>
                     <div class="line">A good and virtuous nature may recoil</div>
                     <div class="line">In an imperial charge. But I shall crave</div>
                     <div class="line">your pardon;</div>
                     <div class="line">That which you are my thoughts cannot transpose:</div>
                     <div class="line">Angels are bright still, though the brightest fell;</div>
                     <div class="line">Though all things foul would wear the brows of grace,</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet grace must still look so.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">I have lost my hopes.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                     <div class="line">Perchance even there where I did find my doubts.</div>
                     <div class="line">Why in that rawness left you wife and child,</div>
                     <div class="line">Those precious motives, those strong knots of love,</div>
                     <div class="line">Without leave-taking? I pray you,</div>
                     <div class="line">Let not my jealousies be your dishonours,</div>
                     <div class="line">But mine own safeties. You may be rightly just,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whatever I shall think.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Bleed, bleed, poor country!</div>
                     <div class="line">Great tyranny! lay thou thy basis sure,</div>
                     <div class="line">For goodness dare not cheque thee: wear thou</div>
                     <div class="line">thy wrongs;</div>
                     <div class="line">The title is affeer'd! Fare thee well, lord:</div>
                     <div class="line">I would not be the villain that thou think'st</div>
                     <div class="line">For the whole space that's in the tyrant's grasp,</div>
                     <div class="line">And the rich East to boot.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                     <div class="line">Be not offended:</div>
                     <div class="line">I speak not as in absolute fear of you.</div>
                     <div class="line">I think our country sinks beneath the yoke;</div>
                     <div class="line">It weeps, it bleeds; and each new day a gash</div>
                     <div class="line">Is added to her wounds: I think withal</div>
                     <div class="line">There would be hands uplifted in my right;</div>
                     <div class="line">And here from gracious England have I offer</div>
                     <div class="line">Of goodly thousands: but, for all this,</div>
                     <div class="line">When I shall tread upon the tyrant's head,</div>
                     <div class="line">Or wear it on my sword, yet my poor country</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall have more vices than it had before,</div>
                     <div class="line">More suffer and more sundry ways than ever,</div>
                     <div class="line">By him that shall succeed.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">What should he be?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                     <div class="line">It is myself I mean: in whom I know</div>
                     <div class="line">All the particulars of vice so grafted</div>
                     <div class="line">That, when they shall be open'd, black Macbeth</div>
                     <div class="line">Will seem as pure as snow, and the poor state</div>
                     <div class="line">Esteem him as a lamb, being compared</div>
                     <div class="line">With my confineless harms.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Not in the legions</div>
                     <div class="line">Of horrid hell can come a devil more damn'd</div>
                     <div class="line">In evils to top Macbeth.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                     <div class="line">I grant him bloody,</div>
                     <div class="line">Luxurious, avaricious, false, deceitful,</div>
                     <div class="line">Sudden, malicious, smacking of every sin</div>
                     <div class="line">That has a name: but there's no bottom, none,</div>
                     <div class="line">In my voluptuousness: your wives, your daughters,</div>
                     <div class="line">Your matrons and your maids, could not fill up</div>
                     <div class="line">The cistern of my lust, and my desire</div>
                     <div class="line">All continent impediments would o'erbear</div>
                     <div class="line">That did oppose my will: better Macbeth</div>
                     <div class="line">Than such an one to reign.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Boundless intemperance</div>
                     <div class="line">In nature is a tyranny; it hath been</div>
                     <div class="line">The untimely emptying of the happy throne</div>
                     <div class="line">And fall of many kings. But fear not yet</div>
                     <div class="line">To take upon you what is yours: you may</div>
                     <div class="line">Convey your pleasures in a spacious plenty,</div>
                     <div class="line">And yet seem cold, the time you may so hoodwink.</div>
                     <div class="line">We have willing dames enough: there cannot be</div>
                     <div class="line">That vulture in you, to devour so many</div>
                     <div class="line">As will to greatness dedicate themselves,</div>
                     <div class="line">Finding it so inclined.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                     <div class="line">With this there grows</div>
                     <div class="line">In my most ill-composed affection such</div>
                     <div class="line">A stanchless avarice that, were I king,</div>
                     <div class="line">I should cut off the nobles for their lands,</div>
                     <div class="line">Desire his jewels and this other's house:</div>
                     <div class="line">And my more-having would be as a sauce</div>
                     <div class="line">To make me hunger more; that I should forge</div>
                     <div class="line">Quarrels unjust against the good and loyal,</div>
                     <div class="line">Destroying them for wealth.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">This avarice</div>
                     <div class="line">Sticks deeper, grows with more pernicious root</div>
                     <div class="line">Than summer-seeming lust, and it hath been</div>
                     <div class="line">The sword of our slain kings: yet do not fear;</div>
                     <div class="line">Scotland hath foisons to fill up your will.</div>
                     <div class="line">Of your mere own: all these are portable,</div>
                     <div class="line">With other graces weigh'd.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                     <div class="line">But I have none: the king-becoming graces,</div>
                     <div class="line">As justice, verity, temperance, stableness,</div>
                     <div class="line">Bounty, perseverance, mercy, lowliness,</div>
                     <div class="line">Devotion, patience, courage, fortitude,</div>
                     <div class="line">I have no relish of them, but abound</div>
                     <div class="line">In the division of each several crime,</div>
                     <div class="line">Acting it many ways. Nay, had I power, I should</div>
                     <div class="line">Pour the sweet milk of concord into hell,</div>
                     <div class="line">Uproar the universal peace, confound</div>
                     <div class="line">All unity on earth.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">O Scotland, Scotland!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                     <div class="line">If such a one be fit to govern, speak:</div>
                     <div class="line">I am as I have spoken.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Fit to govern!</div>
                     <div class="line">No, not to live. O nation miserable,</div>
                     <div class="line">With an untitled tyrant bloody-scepter'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">When shalt thou see thy wholesome days again,</div>
                     <div class="line">Since that the truest issue of thy throne</div>
                     <div class="line">By his own interdiction stands accursed,</div>
                     <div class="line">And does blaspheme his breed? Thy royal father</div>
                     <div class="line">Was a most sainted king: the queen that bore thee,</div>
                     <div class="line">Oftener upon her knees than on her feet,</div>
                     <div class="line">Died every day she lived. Fare thee well!</div>
                     <div class="line">These evils thou repeat'st upon thyself</div>
                     <div class="line">Have banish'd me from Scotland. O my breast,</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy hope ends here!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                     <div class="line">Macduff, this noble passion,</div>
                     <div class="line">Child of integrity, hath from my soul</div>
                     <div class="line">Wiped the black scruples, reconciled my thoughts</div>
                     <div class="line">To thy good truth and honour. Devilish Macbeth</div>
                     <div class="line">By many of these trains hath sought to win me</div>
                     <div class="line">Into his power, and modest wisdom plucks me</div>
                     <div class="line">From over-credulous haste: but God above</div>
                     <div class="line">Deal between thee and me! for even now</div>
                     <div class="line">I put myself to thy direction, and</div>
                     <div class="line">Unspeak mine own detraction, here abjure</div>
                     <div class="line">The taints and blames I laid upon myself,</div>
                     <div class="line">For strangers to my nature. I am yet</div>
                     <div class="line">Unknown to woman, never was forsworn,</div>
                     <div class="line">Scarcely have coveted what was mine own,</div>
                     <div class="line">At no time broke my faith, would not betray</div>
                     <div class="line">The devil to his fellow and delight</div>
                     <div class="line">No less in truth than life: my first false speaking</div>
                     <div class="line">Was this upon myself: what I am truly,</div>
                     <div class="line">Is thine and my poor country's to command:</div>
                     <div class="line">Whither indeed, before thy here-approach,</div>
                     <div class="line">Old Siward, with ten thousand warlike men,</div>
                     <div class="line">Already at a point, was setting forth.</div>
                     <div class="line">Now we'll together; and the chance of goodness</div>
                     <div class="line">Be like our warranted quarrel! Why are you silent?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Such welcome and unwelcome things at once</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis hard to reconcile.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter a Doctor</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                     <div class="line">Well; more anon.--Comes the king forth, I pray you?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Doctor</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, sir; there are a crew of wretched souls</div>
                     <div class="line">That stay his cure: their malady convinces</div>
                     <div class="line">The great assay of art; but at his touch--</div>
                     <div class="line">Such sanctity hath heaven given his hand--</div>
                     <div class="line">They presently amend.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                     <div class="line">I thank you, doctor.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit Doctor</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">What's the disease he means?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis call'd the evil:</div>
                     <div class="line">A most miraculous work in this good king;</div>
                     <div class="line">Which often, since my here-remain in England,</div>
                     <div class="line">I have seen him do. How he solicits heaven,</div>
                     <div class="line">Himself best knows: but strangely-visited people,</div>
                     <div class="line">All swoln and ulcerous, pitiful to the eye,</div>
                     <div class="line">The mere despair of surgery, he cures,</div>
                     <div class="line">Hanging a golden stamp about their necks,</div>
                     <div class="line">Put on with holy prayers: and 'tis spoken,</div>
                     <div class="line">To the succeeding royalty he leaves</div>
                     <div class="line">The healing benediction. With this strange virtue,</div>
                     <div class="line">He hath a heavenly gift of prophecy,</div>
                     <div class="line">And sundry blessings hang about his throne,</div>
                     <div class="line">That speak him full of grace.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter ROSS</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">See, who comes here?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                     <div class="line">My countryman; but yet I know him not.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">My ever-gentle cousin, welcome hither.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                     <div class="line">I know him now. Good God, betimes remove</div>
                     <div class="line">The means that makes us strangers!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir, amen.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Stands Scotland where it did?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                     <div class="line">Alas, poor country!</div>
                     <div class="line">Almost afraid to know itself. It cannot</div>
                     <div class="line">Be call'd our mother, but our grave; where nothing,</div>
                     <div class="line">But who knows nothing, is once seen to smile;</div>
                     <div class="line">Where sighs and groans and shrieks that rend the air</div>
                     <div class="line">Are made, not mark'd; where violent sorrow seems</div>
                     <div class="line">A modern ecstasy; the dead man's knell</div>
                     <div class="line">Is there scarce ask'd for who; and good men's lives</div>
                     <div class="line">Expire before the flowers in their caps,</div>
                     <div class="line">Dying or ere they sicken.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">O, relation</div>
                     <div class="line">Too nice, and yet too true!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                     <div class="line">What's the newest grief?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                     <div class="line">That of an hour's age doth hiss the speaker:</div>
                     <div class="line">Each minute teems a new one.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">How does my wife?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, well.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">And all my children?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                     <div class="line">Well too.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">The tyrant has not batter'd at their peace?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                     <div class="line">No; they were well at peace when I did leave 'em.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">But not a niggard of your speech: how goes't?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                     <div class="line">When I came hither to transport the tidings,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which I have heavily borne, there ran a rumour</div>
                     <div class="line">Of many worthy fellows that were out;</div>
                     <div class="line">Which was to my belief witness'd the rather,</div>
                     <div class="line">For that I saw the tyrant's power a-foot:</div>
                     <div class="line">Now is the time of help; your eye in Scotland</div>
                     <div class="line">Would create soldiers, make our women fight,</div>
                     <div class="line">To doff their dire distresses.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                     <div class="line">Be't their comfort</div>
                     <div class="line">We are coming thither: gracious England hath</div>
                     <div class="line">Lent us good Siward and ten thousand men;</div>
                     <div class="line">An older and a better soldier none</div>
                     <div class="line">That Christendom gives out.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                     <div class="line">Would I could answer</div>
                     <div class="line">This comfort with the like! But I have words</div>
                     <div class="line">That would be howl'd out in the desert air,</div>
                     <div class="line">Where hearing should not latch them.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">What concern they?</div>
                     <div class="line">The general cause? or is it a fee-grief</div>
                     <div class="line">Due to some single breast?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                     <div class="line">No mind that's honest</div>
                     <div class="line">But in it shares some woe; though the main part</div>
                     <div class="line">Pertains to you alone.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">If it be mine,</div>
                     <div class="line">Keep it not from me, quickly let me have it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                     <div class="line">Let not your ears despise my tongue for ever,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which shall possess them with the heaviest sound</div>
                     <div class="line">That ever yet they heard.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Hum! I guess at it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                     <div class="line">Your castle is surprised; your wife and babes</div>
                     <div class="line">Savagely slaughter'd: to relate the manner,</div>
                     <div class="line">Were, on the quarry of these murder'd deer,</div>
                     <div class="line">To add the death of you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                     <div class="line">Merciful heaven!</div>
                     <div class="line">What, man! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows;</div>
                     <div class="line">Give sorrow words: the grief that does not speak</div>
                     <div class="line">Whispers the o'er-fraught heart and bids it break.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">My children too?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                     <div class="line">Wife, children, servants, all</div>
                     <div class="line">That could be found.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">And I must be from thence!</div>
                     <div class="line">My wife kill'd too?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                     <div class="line">I have said.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                     <div class="line">Be comforted:</div>
                     <div class="line">Let's make us medicines of our great revenge,</div>
                     <div class="line">To cure this deadly grief.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">He has no children. All my pretty ones?</div>
                     <div class="line">Did you say all? O hell-kite! All?</div>
                     <div class="line">What, all my pretty chickens and their dam</div>
                     <div class="line">At one fell swoop?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                     <div class="line">Dispute it like a man.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">I shall do so;</div>
                     <div class="line">But I must also feel it as a man:</div>
                     <div class="line">I cannot but remember such things were,</div>
                     <div class="line">That were most precious to me. Did heaven look on,</div>
                     <div class="line">And would not take their part? Sinful Macduff,</div>
                     <div class="line">They were all struck for thee! naught that I am,</div>
                     <div class="line">Not for their own demerits, but for mine,</div>
                     <div class="line">Fell slaughter on their souls. Heaven rest them now!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                     <div class="line">Be this the whetstone of your sword: let grief</div>
                     <div class="line">Convert to anger; blunt not the heart, enrage it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">O, I could play the woman with mine eyes</div>
                     <div class="line">And braggart with my tongue! But, gentle heavens,</div>
                     <div class="line">Cut short all intermission; front to front</div>
                     <div class="line">Bring thou this fiend of Scotland and myself;</div>
                     <div class="line">Within my sword's length set him; if he 'scape,</div>
                     <div class="line">Heaven forgive him too!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                     <div class="line">This tune goes manly.</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, go we to the king; our power is ready;</div>
                     <div class="line">Our lack is nothing but our leave; Macbeth</div>
                     <div class="line">Is ripe for shaking, and the powers above</div>
                     <div class="line">Put on their instruments. Receive what cheer you may:</div>
                     <div class="line">The night is long that never finds the day.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
         </article>
         <article class="chapter" id="R.1.7">
            <header class="chapter-titlepage">
               <h2>Chapter 5. ACT V</h2>
            </header>
            <div class="lists-of-titles">
               <div class="toc">
                  <p>
                     <b>Table of Contents</b>
                  </p>
                  <ul class="toc">
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.7.2">1. SCENE I.  Dunsinane. Ante-room in the castle.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.7.3">2. SCENE II.  The country near Dunsinane.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.7.4">3. SCENE III.  Dunsinane. A room in the castle.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.7.5">4. SCENE IV.  Country near Birnam wood.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.7.6">5. SCENE V.  Dunsinane. Within the castle.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.7.7">6. SCENE VI.  Dunsinane. Before the castle.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.7.8">7. SCENE VII.  Another part of the field.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.7.9">8. SCENE VIII.  Another part of the field.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                  </ul>
               </div>
            </div>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.7.2">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>1. SCENE I.  Dunsinane. Ante-room in the castle.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter a Doctor of Physic and a Waiting-Gentlewoman</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Doctor</div>
                     <div class="line">I have two nights watched with you, but can perceive</div>
                     <div class="line">no truth in your report. When was it she last walked?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Gentlewoman</div>
                     <div class="line">Since his majesty went into the field, I have seen</div>
                     <div class="line">her rise from her bed, throw her night-gown upon</div>
                     <div class="line">her, unlock her closet, take forth paper, fold it,</div>
                     <div class="line">write upon't, read it, afterwards seal it, and again</div>
                     <div class="line">return to bed; yet all this while in a most fast sleep.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Doctor</div>
                     <div class="line">A great perturbation in nature, to receive at once</div>
                     <div class="line">the benefit of sleep, and do the effects of</div>
                     <div class="line">watching! In this slumbery agitation, besides her</div>
                     <div class="line">walking and other actual performances, what, at any</div>
                     <div class="line">time, have you heard her say?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Gentlewoman</div>
                     <div class="line">That, sir, which I will not report after her.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Doctor</div>
                     <div class="line">You may to me: and 'tis most meet you should.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Gentlewoman</div>
                     <div class="line">Neither to you nor any one; having no witness to</div>
                     <div class="line">confirm my speech.</div>
                     <p>Enter LADY MACBETH, with a taper</p>
                     <div class="line">Lo you, here she comes! This is her very guise;</div>
                     <div class="line">and, upon my life, fast asleep. Observe her; stand close.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Doctor</div>
                     <div class="line">How came she by that light?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Gentlewoman</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, it stood by her: she has light by her</div>
                     <div class="line">continually; 'tis her command.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Doctor</div>
                     <div class="line">You see, her eyes are open.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Gentlewoman</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, but their sense is shut.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Doctor</div>
                     <div class="line">What is it she does now? Look, how she rubs her hands.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Gentlewoman</div>
                     <div class="line">It is an accustomed action with her, to seem thus</div>
                     <div class="line">washing her hands: I have known her continue in</div>
                     <div class="line">this a quarter of an hour.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet here's a spot.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Doctor</div>
                     <div class="line">Hark! she speaks: I will set down what comes from</div>
                     <div class="line">her, to satisfy my remembrance the more strongly.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Out, damned spot! out, I say!--One: two: why,</div>
                     <div class="line">then, 'tis time to do't.--Hell is murky!--Fie, my</div>
                     <div class="line">lord, fie! a soldier, and afeard? What need we</div>
                     <div class="line">fear who knows it, when none can call our power to</div>
                     <div class="line">account?--Yet who would have thought the old man</div>
                     <div class="line">to have had so much blood in him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Doctor</div>
                     <div class="line">Do you mark that?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">The thane of Fife had a wife: where is she now?--</div>
                     <div class="line">What, will these hands ne'er be clean?--No more o'</div>
                     <div class="line">that, my lord, no more o' that: you mar all with</div>
                     <div class="line">this starting.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Doctor</div>
                     <div class="line">Go to, go to; you have known what you should not.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Gentlewoman</div>
                     <div class="line">She has spoke what she should not, I am sure of</div>
                     <div class="line">that: heaven knows what she has known.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Here's the smell of the blood still: all the</div>
                     <div class="line">perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little</div>
                     <div class="line">hand. Oh, oh, oh!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Doctor</div>
                     <div class="line">What a sigh is there! The heart is sorely charged.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Gentlewoman</div>
                     <div class="line">I would not have such a heart in my bosom for the</div>
                     <div class="line">dignity of the whole body.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Doctor</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, well, well,--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Gentlewoman</div>
                     <div class="line">Pray God it be, sir.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Doctor</div>
                     <div class="line">This disease is beyond my practise: yet I have known</div>
                     <div class="line">those which have walked in their sleep who have died</div>
                     <div class="line">holily in their beds.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Wash your hands, put on your nightgown; look not so</div>
                     <div class="line">pale.--I tell you yet again, Banquo's buried; he</div>
                     <div class="line">cannot come out on's grave.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Doctor</div>
                     <div class="line">Even so?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">To bed, to bed! there's knocking at the gate:</div>
                     <div class="line">come, come, come, come, give me your hand. What's</div>
                     <div class="line">done cannot be undone.--To bed, to bed, to bed!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Doctor</div>
                     <div class="line">Will she go now to bed?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Gentlewoman</div>
                     <div class="line">Directly.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Doctor</div>
                     <div class="line">Foul whisperings are abroad: unnatural deeds</div>
                     <div class="line">Do breed unnatural troubles: infected minds</div>
                     <div class="line">To their deaf pillows will discharge their secrets:</div>
                     <div class="line">More needs she the divine than the physician.</div>
                     <div class="line">God, God forgive us all! Look after her;</div>
                     <div class="line">Remove from her the means of all annoyance,</div>
                     <div class="line">And still keep eyes upon her. So, good night:</div>
                     <div class="line">My mind she has mated, and amazed my sight.</div>
                     <div class="line">I think, but dare not speak.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Gentlewoman</div>
                     <div class="line">Good night, good doctor.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.7.3">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>2. SCENE II.  The country near Dunsinane.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Drum and colours. Enter MENTEITH, CAITHNESS, ANGUS,
LENNOX, and Soldiers</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MENTEITH</div>
                     <div class="line">The English power is near, led on by Malcolm,</div>
                     <div class="line">His uncle Siward and the good Macduff:</div>
                     <div class="line">Revenges burn in them; for their dear causes</div>
                     <div class="line">Would to the bleeding and the grim alarm</div>
                     <div class="line">Excite the mortified man.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ANGUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Near Birnam wood</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall we well meet them; that way are they coming.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CAITHNESS</div>
                     <div class="line">Who knows if Donalbain be with his brother?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LENNOX</div>
                     <div class="line">For certain, sir, he is not: I have a file</div>
                     <div class="line">Of all the gentry: there is Siward's son,</div>
                     <div class="line">And many unrough youths that even now</div>
                     <div class="line">Protest their first of manhood.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MENTEITH</div>
                     <div class="line">What does the tyrant?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CAITHNESS</div>
                     <div class="line">Great Dunsinane he strongly fortifies:</div>
                     <div class="line">Some say he's mad; others that lesser hate him</div>
                     <div class="line">Do call it valiant fury: but, for certain,</div>
                     <div class="line">He cannot buckle his distemper'd cause</div>
                     <div class="line">Within the belt of rule.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ANGUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Now does he feel</div>
                     <div class="line">His secret murders sticking on his hands;</div>
                     <div class="line">Now minutely revolts upbraid his faith-breach;</div>
                     <div class="line">Those he commands move only in command,</div>
                     <div class="line">Nothing in love: now does he feel his title</div>
                     <div class="line">Hang loose about him, like a giant's robe</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon a dwarfish thief.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MENTEITH</div>
                     <div class="line">Who then shall blame</div>
                     <div class="line">His pester'd senses to recoil and start,</div>
                     <div class="line">When all that is within him does condemn</div>
                     <div class="line">Itself for being there?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CAITHNESS</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, march we on,</div>
                     <div class="line">To give obedience where 'tis truly owed:</div>
                     <div class="line">Meet we the medicine of the sickly weal,</div>
                     <div class="line">And with him pour we in our country's purge</div>
                     <div class="line">Each drop of us.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LENNOX</div>
                     <div class="line">Or so much as it needs,</div>
                     <div class="line">To dew the sovereign flower and drown the weeds.</div>
                     <div class="line">Make we our march towards Birnam.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt, marching</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.7.4">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>3. SCENE III.  Dunsinane. A room in the castle.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter MACBETH, Doctor, and Attendants</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Bring me no more reports; let them fly all:</div>
                     <div class="line">Till Birnam wood remove to Dunsinane,</div>
                     <div class="line">I cannot taint with fear. What's the boy Malcolm?</div>
                     <div class="line">Was he not born of woman? The spirits that know</div>
                     <div class="line">All mortal consequences have pronounced me thus:</div>
                     <div class="line">'Fear not, Macbeth; no man that's born of woman</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall e'er have power upon thee.' Then fly,</div>
                     <div class="line">false thanes,</div>
                     <div class="line">And mingle with the English epicures:</div>
                     <div class="line">The mind I sway by and the heart I bear</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall never sag with doubt nor shake with fear.</div>
                     <p>Enter a Servant</p>
                     <div class="line">The devil damn thee black, thou cream-faced loon!</div>
                     <div class="line">Where got'st thou that goose look?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Servant</div>
                     <div class="line">There is ten thousand--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Geese, villain!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Servant</div>
                     <div class="line">Soldiers, sir.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Go prick thy face, and over-red thy fear,</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou lily-liver'd boy. What soldiers, patch?</div>
                     <div class="line">Death of thy soul! those linen cheeks of thine</div>
                     <div class="line">Are counsellors to fear. What soldiers, whey-face?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Servant</div>
                     <div class="line">The English force, so please you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Take thy face hence.</div>
                     <p>Exit Servant</p>
                     <div class="line">Seyton!--I am sick at heart,</div>
                     <div class="line">When I behold--Seyton, I say!--This push</div>
                     <div class="line">Will cheer me ever, or disseat me now.</div>
                     <div class="line">I have lived long enough: my way of life</div>
                     <div class="line">Is fall'n into the sear, the yellow leaf;</div>
                     <div class="line">And that which should accompany old age,</div>
                     <div class="line">As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends,</div>
                     <div class="line">I must not look to have; but, in their stead,</div>
                     <div class="line">Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not. Seyton!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter SEYTON</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SEYTON</div>
                     <div class="line">What is your gracious pleasure?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">What news more?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SEYTON</div>
                     <div class="line">All is confirm'd, my lord, which was reported.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll fight till from my bones my flesh be hack'd.</div>
                     <div class="line">Give me my armour.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SEYTON</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis not needed yet.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll put it on.</div>
                     <div class="line">Send out more horses; skirr the country round;</div>
                     <div class="line">Hang those that talk of fear. Give me mine armour.</div>
                     <div class="line">How does your patient, doctor?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Doctor</div>
                     <div class="line">Not so sick, my lord,</div>
                     <div class="line">As she is troubled with thick coming fancies,</div>
                     <div class="line">That keep her from her rest.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Cure her of that.</div>
                     <div class="line">Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased,</div>
                     <div class="line">Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow,</div>
                     <div class="line">Raze out the written troubles of the brain</div>
                     <div class="line">And with some sweet oblivious antidote</div>
                     <div class="line">Cleanse the stuff'd bosom of that perilous stuff</div>
                     <div class="line">Which weighs upon the heart?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Doctor</div>
                     <div class="line">Therein the patient</div>
                     <div class="line">Must minister to himself.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Throw physic to the dogs; I'll none of it.</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, put mine armour on; give me my staff.</div>
                     <div class="line">Seyton, send out. Doctor, the thanes fly from me.</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, sir, dispatch. If thou couldst, doctor, cast</div>
                     <div class="line">The water of my land, find her disease,</div>
                     <div class="line">And purge it to a sound and pristine health,</div>
                     <div class="line">I would applaud thee to the very echo,</div>
                     <div class="line">That should applaud again.--Pull't off, I say.--</div>
                     <div class="line">What rhubarb, cyme, or what purgative drug,</div>
                     <div class="line">Would scour these English hence? Hear'st thou of them?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Doctor</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, my good lord; your royal preparation</div>
                     <div class="line">Makes us hear something.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Bring it after me.</div>
                     <div class="line">I will not be afraid of death and bane,</div>
                     <div class="line">Till Birnam forest come to Dunsinane.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Doctor</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Aside</span>  Were I from Dunsinane away and clear,</div>
                     <div class="line">Profit again should hardly draw me here.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.7.5">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>4. SCENE IV.  Country near Birnam wood.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Drum and colours. Enter MALCOLM, SIWARD and YOUNG
SIWARD, MACDUFF, MENTEITH, CAITHNESS, ANGUS,
LENNOX, ROSS, and Soldiers, marching</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                     <div class="line">Cousins, I hope the days are near at hand</div>
                     <div class="line">That chambers will be safe.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MENTEITH</div>
                     <div class="line">We doubt it nothing.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SIWARD</div>
                     <div class="line">What wood is this before us?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MENTEITH</div>
                     <div class="line">The wood of Birnam.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                     <div class="line">Let every soldier hew him down a bough</div>
                     <div class="line">And bear't before him: thereby shall we shadow</div>
                     <div class="line">The numbers of our host and make discovery</div>
                     <div class="line">Err in report of us.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Soldiers</div>
                     <div class="line">It shall be done.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SIWARD</div>
                     <div class="line">We learn no other but the confident tyrant</div>
                     <div class="line">Keeps still in Dunsinane, and will endure</div>
                     <div class="line">Our setting down before 't.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis his main hope:</div>
                     <div class="line">For where there is advantage to be given,</div>
                     <div class="line">Both more and less have given him the revolt,</div>
                     <div class="line">And none serve with him but constrained things</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose hearts are absent too.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Let our just censures</div>
                     <div class="line">Attend the true event, and put we on</div>
                     <div class="line">Industrious soldiership.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SIWARD</div>
                     <div class="line">The time approaches</div>
                     <div class="line">That will with due decision make us know</div>
                     <div class="line">What we shall say we have and what we owe.</div>
                     <div class="line">Thoughts speculative their unsure hopes relate,</div>
                     <div class="line">But certain issue strokes must arbitrate:</div>
                     <div class="line">Towards which advance the war.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt, marching</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.7.6">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>5. SCENE V.  Dunsinane. Within the castle.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter MACBETH, SEYTON, and Soldiers, with drum
and colours</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Hang out our banners on the outward walls;</div>
                     <div class="line">The cry is still 'They come:' our castle's strength</div>
                     <div class="line">Will laugh a siege to scorn: here let them lie</div>
                     <div class="line">Till famine and the ague eat them up:</div>
                     <div class="line">Were they not forced with those that should be ours,</div>
                     <div class="line">We might have met them dareful, beard to beard,</div>
                     <div class="line">And beat them backward home.</div>
                     <p>A cry of women within</p>
                     <div class="line">What is that noise?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SEYTON</div>
                     <div class="line">It is the cry of women, my good lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">I have almost forgot the taste of fears;</div>
                     <div class="line">The time has been, my senses would have cool'd</div>
                     <div class="line">To hear a night-shriek; and my fell of hair</div>
                     <div class="line">Would at a dismal treatise rouse and stir</div>
                     <div class="line">As life were in't: I have supp'd full with horrors;</div>
                     <div class="line">Direness, familiar to my slaughterous thoughts</div>
                     <div class="line">Cannot once start me.</div>
                     <p>Re-enter SEYTON</p>
                     <div class="line">Wherefore was that cry?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SEYTON</div>
                     <div class="line">The queen, my lord, is dead.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">She should have died hereafter;</div>
                     <div class="line">There would have been a time for such a word.</div>
                     <div class="line">To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,</div>
                     <div class="line">Creeps in this petty pace from day to day</div>
                     <div class="line">To the last syllable of recorded time,</div>
                     <div class="line">And all our yesterdays have lighted fools</div>
                     <div class="line">The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!</div>
                     <div class="line">Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player</div>
                     <div class="line">That struts and frets his hour upon the stage</div>
                     <div class="line">And then is heard no more: it is a tale</div>
                     <div class="line">Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,</div>
                     <div class="line">Signifying nothing.</div>
                     <p>Enter a Messenger</p>
                     <div class="line">Thou comest to use thy tongue; thy story quickly.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Messenger</div>
                     <div class="line">Gracious my lord,</div>
                     <div class="line">I should report that which I say I saw,</div>
                     <div class="line">But know not how to do it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, say, sir.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Messenger</div>
                     <div class="line">As I did stand my watch upon the hill,</div>
                     <div class="line">I look'd toward Birnam, and anon, methought,</div>
                     <div class="line">The wood began to move.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Liar and slave!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Messenger</div>
                     <div class="line">Let me endure your wrath, if't be not so:</div>
                     <div class="line">Within this three mile may you see it coming;</div>
                     <div class="line">I say, a moving grove.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">If thou speak'st false,</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon the next tree shalt thou hang alive,</div>
                     <div class="line">Till famine cling thee: if thy speech be sooth,</div>
                     <div class="line">I care not if thou dost for me as much.</div>
                     <div class="line">I pull in resolution, and begin</div>
                     <div class="line">To doubt the equivocation of the fiend</div>
                     <div class="line">That lies like truth: 'Fear not, till Birnam wood</div>
                     <div class="line">Do come to Dunsinane:'  and now a wood</div>
                     <div class="line">Comes toward Dunsinane. Arm, arm, and out!</div>
                     <div class="line">If this which he avouches does appear,</div>
                     <div class="line">There is nor flying hence nor tarrying here.</div>
                     <div class="line">I gin to be aweary of the sun,</div>
                     <div class="line">And wish the estate o' the world were now undone.</div>
                     <div class="line">Ring the alarum-bell! Blow, wind! come, wrack!</div>
                     <div class="line">At least we'll die with harness on our back.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.7.7">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>6. SCENE VI.  Dunsinane. Before the castle.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Drum and colours. Enter MALCOLM, SIWARD, MACDUFF,
and their Army, with boughs</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                     <div class="line">Now near enough: your leafy screens throw down.</div>
                     <div class="line">And show like those you are. You, worthy uncle,</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall, with my cousin, your right-noble son,</div>
                     <div class="line">Lead our first battle: worthy Macduff and we</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall take upon 's what else remains to do,</div>
                     <div class="line">According to our order.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SIWARD</div>
                     <div class="line">Fare you well.</div>
                     <div class="line">Do we but find the tyrant's power to-night,</div>
                     <div class="line">Let us be beaten, if we cannot fight.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Make all our trumpets speak; give them all breath,</div>
                     <div class="line">Those clamorous harbingers of blood and death.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.7.8">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>7. SCENE VII.  Another part of the field.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Alarums. Enter MACBETH</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">They have tied me to a stake; I cannot fly,</div>
                     <div class="line">But, bear-like, I must fight the course. What's he</div>
                     <div class="line">That was not born of woman? Such a one</div>
                     <div class="line">Am I to fear, or none.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter YOUNG SIWARD</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">YOUNG SIWARD</div>
                     <div class="line">What is thy name?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou'lt be afraid to hear it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">YOUNG SIWARD</div>
                     <div class="line">No; though thou call'st thyself a hotter name</div>
                     <div class="line">Than any is in hell.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">My name's Macbeth.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">YOUNG SIWARD</div>
                     <div class="line">The devil himself could not pronounce a title</div>
                     <div class="line">More hateful to mine ear.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">No, nor more fearful.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">YOUNG SIWARD</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou liest, abhorred tyrant; with my sword</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll prove the lie thou speak'st.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>They fight and YOUNG SIWARD is slain</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou wast born of woman</div>
                     <div class="line">But swords I smile at, weapons laugh to scorn,</div>
                     <div class="line">Brandish'd by man that's of a woman born.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <p>Alarums. Enter MACDUFF</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">That way the noise is. Tyrant, show thy face!</div>
                     <div class="line">If thou be'st slain and with no stroke of mine,</div>
                     <div class="line">My wife and children's ghosts will haunt me still.</div>
                     <div class="line">I cannot strike at wretched kerns, whose arms</div>
                     <div class="line">Are hired to bear their staves: either thou, Macbeth,</div>
                     <div class="line">Or else my sword with an unbatter'd edge</div>
                     <div class="line">I sheathe again undeeded. There thou shouldst be;</div>
                     <div class="line">By this great clatter, one of greatest note</div>
                     <div class="line">Seems bruited. Let me find him, fortune!</div>
                     <div class="line">And more I beg not.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit. Alarums</p>
               <p>Enter MALCOLM and SIWARD</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SIWARD</div>
                     <div class="line">This way, my lord; the castle's gently render'd:</div>
                     <div class="line">The tyrant's people on both sides do fight;</div>
                     <div class="line">The noble thanes do bravely in the war;</div>
                     <div class="line">The day almost itself professes yours,</div>
                     <div class="line">And little is to do.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                     <div class="line">We have met with foes</div>
                     <div class="line">That strike beside us.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SIWARD</div>
                     <div class="line">Enter, sir, the castle.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt. Alarums</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.7.9">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>8. SCENE VIII.  Another part of the field.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter MACBETH</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Why should I play the Roman fool, and die</div>
                     <div class="line">On mine own sword? whiles I see lives, the gashes</div>
                     <div class="line">Do better upon them.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter MACDUFF</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Turn, hell-hound, turn!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Of all men else I have avoided thee:</div>
                     <div class="line">But get thee back; my soul is too much charged</div>
                     <div class="line">With blood of thine already.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">I have no words:</div>
                     <div class="line">My voice is in my sword: thou bloodier villain</div>
                     <div class="line">Than terms can give thee out!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>They fight</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou losest labour:</div>
                     <div class="line">As easy mayst thou the intrenchant air</div>
                     <div class="line">With thy keen sword impress as make me bleed:</div>
                     <div class="line">Let fall thy blade on vulnerable crests;</div>
                     <div class="line">I bear a charmed life, which must not yield,</div>
                     <div class="line">To one of woman born.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Despair thy charm;</div>
                     <div class="line">And let the angel whom thou still hast served</div>
                     <div class="line">Tell thee, Macduff was from his mother's womb</div>
                     <div class="line">Untimely ripp'd.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Accursed be that tongue that tells me so,</div>
                     <div class="line">For it hath cow'd my better part of man!</div>
                     <div class="line">And be these juggling fiends no more believed,</div>
                     <div class="line">That palter with us in a double sense;</div>
                     <div class="line">That keep the word of promise to our ear,</div>
                     <div class="line">And break it to our hope. I'll not fight with thee.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Then yield thee, coward,</div>
                     <div class="line">And live to be the show and gaze o' the time:</div>
                     <div class="line">We'll have thee, as our rarer monsters are,</div>
                     <div class="line">Painted on a pole, and underwrit,</div>
                     <div class="line">'Here may you see the tyrant.'</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                     <div class="line">I will not yield,</div>
                     <div class="line">To kiss the ground before young Malcolm's feet,</div>
                     <div class="line">And to be baited with the rabble's curse.</div>
                     <div class="line">Though Birnam wood be come to Dunsinane,</div>
                     <div class="line">And thou opposed, being of no woman born,</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet I will try the last. Before my body</div>
                     <div class="line">I throw my warlike shield. Lay on, Macduff,</div>
                     <div class="line">And damn'd be him that first cries, 'Hold, enough!'</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt, fighting. Alarums</p>
               <p>Retreat. Flourish. Enter, with drum and colours,
MALCOLM, SIWARD, ROSS, the other Thanes, and Soldiers</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                     <div class="line">I would the friends we miss were safe arrived.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SIWARD</div>
                     <div class="line">Some must go off: and yet, by these I see,</div>
                     <div class="line">So great a day as this is cheaply bought.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                     <div class="line">Macduff is missing, and your noble son.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                     <div class="line">Your son, my lord, has paid a soldier's debt:</div>
                     <div class="line">He only lived but till he was a man;</div>
                     <div class="line">The which no sooner had his prowess confirm'd</div>
                     <div class="line">In the unshrinking station where he fought,</div>
                     <div class="line">But like a man he died.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SIWARD</div>
                     <div class="line">Then he is dead?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, and brought off the field: your cause of sorrow</div>
                     <div class="line">Must not be measured by his worth, for then</div>
                     <div class="line">It hath no end.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SIWARD</div>
                     <div class="line">Had he his hurts before?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, on the front.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SIWARD</div>
                     <div class="line">Why then, God's soldier be he!</div>
                     <div class="line">Had I as many sons as I have hairs,</div>
                     <div class="line">I would not wish them to a fairer death:</div>
                     <div class="line">And so, his knell is knoll'd.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                     <div class="line">He's worth more sorrow,</div>
                     <div class="line">And that I'll spend for him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SIWARD</div>
                     <div class="line">He's worth no more</div>
                     <div class="line">They say he parted well, and paid his score:</div>
                     <div class="line">And so, God be with him! Here comes newer comfort.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Re-enter MACDUFF, with MACBETH's head</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Hail, king! for so thou art: behold, where stands</div>
                     <div class="line">The usurper's cursed head: the time is free:</div>
                     <div class="line">I see thee compass'd with thy kingdom's pearl,</div>
                     <div class="line">That speak my salutation in their minds;</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose voices I desire aloud with mine:</div>
                     <div class="line">Hail, King of Scotland!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ALL</div>
                     <div class="line">Hail, King of Scotland!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Flourish</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                     <div class="line">We shall not spend a large expense of time</div>
                     <div class="line">Before we reckon with your several loves,</div>
                     <div class="line">And make us even with you. My thanes and kinsmen,</div>
                     <div class="line">Henceforth be earls, the first that ever Scotland</div>
                     <div class="line">In such an honour named. What's more to do,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which would be planted newly with the time,</div>
                     <div class="line">As calling home our exiled friends abroad</div>
                     <div class="line">That fled the snares of watchful tyranny;</div>
                     <div class="line">Producing forth the cruel ministers</div>
                     <div class="line">Of this dead butcher and his fiend-like queen,</div>
                     <div class="line">Who, as 'tis thought, by self and violent hands</div>
                     <div class="line">Took off her life; this, and what needful else</div>
                     <div class="line">That calls upon us, by the grace of Grace,</div>
                     <div class="line">We will perform in measure, time and place:</div>
                     <div class="line">So, thanks to all at once and to each one,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whom we invite to see us crown'd at Scone.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Flourish. Exeunt</p>
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         <header class="book-titlepage">
            <h1>The Tragedy of Macbeth</h1>
         </header>
         <div class="lists-of-titles">
            <div class="toc">
               <p>
                  <b>Table of Contents</b>
               </p>
               <ul class="toc">
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.2">1. Dramatis Personae</a>
                     </span>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.3">1. ACT I</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.2">1. SCENE I.  A desert place.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.3">2. SCENE II.  A camp near Forres.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.4">3. SCENE III.  A heath near Forres.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.5">4. SCENE IV.  Forres. The palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.6">5. SCENE V.  Inverness. Macbeth's castle.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.7">6. SCENE VI.  Before Macbeth's castle.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.8">7. SCENE VII.  Macbeth's castle.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.4">2. ACT II</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.2">1. SCENE I.  Court of Macbeth's castle.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.3">2. SCENE II.  The same.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.4">3. SCENE III.  The same.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.5">4. SCENE IV.  Outside Macbeth's castle.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.5">3. ACT III</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.2">1. SCENE I.  Forres. The palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.3">2. SCENE II.  The palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.4">3. SCENE III.  A park near the palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.5">4. SCENE IV.  The same. Hall in the palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.6">5. SCENE V.  A Heath.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.7">6. SCENE VI.  Forres. The palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.6">4. ACT IV</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.2">1. SCENE I.  A cavern. In the middle, a boiling cauldron.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.3">2. SCENE II.  Fife. Macduff's castle.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.4">3. SCENE III.  England. Before the King's palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.7">5. ACT V</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.2">1. SCENE I.  Dunsinane. Ante-room in the castle.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.3">2. SCENE II.  The country near Dunsinane.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.4">3. SCENE III.  Dunsinane. A room in the castle.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.5">4. SCENE IV.  Country near Birnam wood.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.6">5. SCENE V.  Dunsinane. Within the castle.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.7">6. SCENE VI.  Dunsinane. Before the castle.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.8">7. SCENE VII.  Another part of the field.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.9">8. SCENE VIII.  Another part of the field.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
               </ul>
            </div>
         </div>
         <div class="content">
            <article class="preface" id="R.1.2">
               <header class="preface-titlepage">
                  <h2>Dramatis Personae</h2>
               </header>
               <div class="content">
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">DUNCAN, king of Scotland.</span>
                  </p>
                  <table border="0" class="simplelist" summary="Simple list">
                     <tr>
                        <td>
                           <span class="member">
                              <span class="personname">MALCOLM</span>
                              <span class="personname">DONALBAIN</span>
                           </span>
                        </td>
                        <td>
                           <span class="member">his sons.</span>
                        </td>
                     </tr>
                  </table>
                  <table border="0" class="simplelist" summary="Simple list">
                     <tr>
                        <td>
                           <span class="member">
                              <span class="personname">MACBETH</span>
                              <span class="personname">BANQUO</span>
                           </span>
                        </td>
                        <td>
                           <span class="member">generals of the king's army.</span>
                        </td>
                     </tr>
                  </table>
                  <table border="0" class="simplelist" summary="Simple list">
                     <tr>
                        <td>
                           <span class="member">
                              <span class="personname">MACDUFF</span>
                              <span class="personname">LENNOX</span>
                              <span class="personname">ROSS</span>
                              <span class="personname">MENTEITH</span>
                              <span class="personname">ANGUS</span>
                              <span class="personname">CAITHNESS</span>
                           </span>
                        </td>
                        <td>
                           <span class="member">noblemen of Scotland.</span>
                        </td>
                     </tr>
                  </table>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">FLEANCE, son to Banquo.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">SIWARD, Earl of Northumberland, general of the English forces.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">YOUNG SIWARD, his son.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">SEYTON, an officer attending on Macbeth.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">Boy, son to Macduff. </span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">An English Doctor. </span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">A Scotch Doctor. </span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">A Soldier.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">A Porter.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">An Old Man.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">LADY MACBETH</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">LADY MACDUFF</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">Gentlewoman attending on Lady Macbeth. </span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">HECATE</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">Three Witches.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">Apparitions.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">Lords, Gentlemen, Officers, Soldiers, Murderers, Attendants, and Messengers. </span>
                  </p>
                  <p>SCENE  Scotland: England.</p>
               </div>
            </article>
            <article class="chapter" id="R.1.3">
               <header class="chapter-titlepage">
                  <h2>Chapter 1. ACT I</h2>
               </header>
               <div class="lists-of-titles">
                  <div class="toc">
                     <p>
                        <b>Table of Contents</b>
                     </p>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.2">1. SCENE I.  A desert place.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.3">2. SCENE II.  A camp near Forres.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.4">3. SCENE III.  A heath near Forres.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.5">4. SCENE IV.  Forres. The palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.6">5. SCENE V.  Inverness. Macbeth's castle.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.7">6. SCENE VI.  Before Macbeth's castle.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.8">7. SCENE VII.  Macbeth's castle.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="content">
                  <section class="section" id="R.1.3.2">
                     <div class="section-titlepage">
                        <h2>1. SCENE I.  A desert place.</h2>
                     </div>
                     <div class="content">
                        <p>Thunder and lightning. Enter three Witches</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">First Witch</div>
                              <div class="line">When shall we three meet again</div>
                              <div class="line">In thunder, lightning, or in rain?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Second Witch</div>
                              <div class="line">When the hurlyburly's done,</div>
                              <div class="line">When the battle's lost and won.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Third Witch</div>
                              <div class="line">That will be ere the set of sun.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">First Witch</div>
                              <div class="line">Where the place?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Second Witch</div>
                              <div class="line">Upon the heath.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Third Witch</div>
                              <div class="line">There to meet with Macbeth.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">First Witch</div>
                              <div class="line">I come, Graymalkin!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Second Witch</div>
                              <div class="line">Paddock calls.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Third Witch</div>
                              <div class="line">Anon.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">ALL</div>
                              <div class="line">Fair is foul, and foul is fair:</div>
                              <div class="line">Hover through the fog and filthy air.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exeunt</p>
                     </div>
                  </section>
                  <section class="section" id="R.1.3.3">
                     <div class="section-titlepage">
                        <h2>2. SCENE II.  A camp near Forres.</h2>
                     </div>
                     <div class="content">
                        <p>Alarum within. Enter DUNCAN, MALCOLM, DONALBAIN,
LENNOX, with Attendants, meeting a bleeding Sergeant</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DUNCAN</div>
                              <div class="line">What bloody man is that? He can report,</div>
                              <div class="line">As seemeth by his plight, of the revolt</div>
                              <div class="line">The newest state.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                              <div class="line">This is the sergeant</div>
                              <div class="line">Who like a good and hardy soldier fought</div>
                              <div class="line">'Gainst my captivity. Hail, brave friend!</div>
                              <div class="line">Say to the king the knowledge of the broil</div>
                              <div class="line">As thou didst leave it.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Sergeant</div>
                              <div class="line">Doubtful it stood;</div>
                              <div class="line">As two spent swimmers, that do cling together</div>
                              <div class="line">And choke their art. The merciless Macdonwald--</div>
                              <div class="line">Worthy to be a rebel, for to that</div>
                              <div class="line">The multiplying villanies of nature</div>
                              <div class="line">Do swarm upon him--from the western isles</div>
                              <div class="line">Of kerns and gallowglasses is supplied;</div>
                              <div class="line">And fortune, on his damned quarrel smiling,</div>
                              <div class="line">Show'd like a rebel's whore: but all's too weak:</div>
                              <div class="line">For brave Macbeth--well he deserves that name--</div>
                              <div class="line">Disdaining fortune, with his brandish'd steel,</div>
                              <div class="line">Which smoked with bloody execution,</div>
                              <div class="line">Like valour's minion carved out his passage</div>
                              <div class="line">Till he faced the slave;</div>
                              <div class="line">Which ne'er shook hands, nor bade farewell to him,</div>
                              <div class="line">Till he unseam'd him from the nave to the chaps,</div>
                              <div class="line">And fix'd his head upon our battlements.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DUNCAN</div>
                              <div class="line">O valiant cousin! worthy gentleman!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Sergeant</div>
                              <div class="line">As whence the sun 'gins his reflection</div>
                              <div class="line">Shipwrecking storms and direful thunders break,</div>
                              <div class="line">So from that spring whence comfort seem'd to come</div>
                              <div class="line">Discomfort swells. Mark, king of Scotland, mark:</div>
                              <div class="line">No sooner justice had with valour arm'd</div>
                              <div class="line">Compell'd these skipping kerns to trust their heels,</div>
                              <div class="line">But the Norweyan lord surveying vantage,</div>
                              <div class="line">With furbish'd arms and new supplies of men</div>
                              <div class="line">Began a fresh assault.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DUNCAN</div>
                              <div class="line">Dismay'd not this</div>
                              <div class="line">Our captains, Macbeth and Banquo?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Sergeant</div>
                              <div class="line">Yes;</div>
                              <div class="line">As sparrows eagles, or the hare the lion.</div>
                              <div class="line">If I say sooth, I must report they were</div>
                              <div class="line">As cannons overcharged with double cracks, so they</div>
                              <div class="line">Doubly redoubled strokes upon the foe:</div>
                              <div class="line">Except they meant to bathe in reeking wounds,</div>
                              <div class="line">Or memorise another Golgotha,</div>
                              <div class="line">I cannot tell.</div>
                              <div class="line">But I am faint, my gashes cry for help.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DUNCAN</div>
                              <div class="line">So well thy words become thee as thy wounds;</div>
                              <div class="line">They smack of honour both. Go get him surgeons.</div>
                              <p>Exit Sergeant, attended</p>
                              <div class="line">Who comes here?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Enter ROSS</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                              <div class="line">The worthy thane of Ross.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LENNOX</div>
                              <div class="line">What a haste looks through his eyes! So should he look</div>
                              <div class="line">That seems to speak things strange.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                              <div class="line">God save the king!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DUNCAN</div>
                              <div class="line">Whence camest thou, worthy thane?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                              <div class="line">From Fife, great king;</div>
                              <div class="line">Where the Norweyan banners flout the sky</div>
                              <div class="line">And fan our people cold. Norway himself,</div>
                              <div class="line">With terrible numbers,</div>
                              <div class="line">Assisted by that most disloyal traitor</div>
                              <div class="line">The thane of Cawdor, began a dismal conflict;</div>
                              <div class="line">Till that Bellona's bridegroom, lapp'd in proof,</div>
                              <div class="line">Confronted him with self-comparisons,</div>
                              <div class="line">Point against point rebellious, arm 'gainst arm.</div>
                              <div class="line">Curbing his lavish spirit: and, to conclude,</div>
                              <div class="line">The victory fell on us.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DUNCAN</div>
                              <div class="line">Great happiness!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                              <div class="line">That now</div>
                              <div class="line">Sweno, the Norways' king, craves composition:</div>
                              <div class="line">Nor would we deign him burial of his men</div>
                              <div class="line">Till he disbursed at Saint Colme's inch</div>
                              <div class="line">Ten thousand dollars to our general use.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DUNCAN</div>
                              <div class="line">No more that thane of Cawdor shall deceive</div>
                              <div class="line">Our bosom interest: go pronounce his present death,</div>
                              <div class="line">And with his former title greet Macbeth.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                              <div class="line">I'll see it done.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DUNCAN</div>
                              <div class="line">What he hath lost noble Macbeth hath won.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exeunt</p>
                     </div>
                  </section>
                  <section class="section" id="R.1.3.4">
                     <div class="section-titlepage">
                        <h2>3. SCENE III.  A heath near Forres.</h2>
                     </div>
                     <div class="content">
                        <p>Thunder. Enter the three Witches</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">First Witch</div>
                              <div class="line">Where hast thou been, sister?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Second Witch</div>
                              <div class="line">Killing swine.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Third Witch</div>
                              <div class="line">Sister, where thou?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">First Witch</div>
                              <div class="line">A sailor's wife had chestnuts in her lap,</div>
                              <div class="line">And munch'd, and munch'd, and munch'd:--</div>
                              <div class="line">'Give me,' quoth I:</div>
                              <div class="line">'Aroint thee, witch!' the rump-fed ronyon cries.</div>
                              <div class="line">Her husband's to Aleppo gone, master o' the Tiger:</div>
                              <div class="line">But in a sieve I'll thither sail,</div>
                              <div class="line">And, like a rat without a tail,</div>
                              <div class="line">I'll do, I'll do, and I'll do.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Second Witch</div>
                              <div class="line">I'll give thee a wind.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">First Witch</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou'rt kind.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Third Witch</div>
                              <div class="line">And I another.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">First Witch</div>
                              <div class="line">I myself have all the other,</div>
                              <div class="line">And the very ports they blow,</div>
                              <div class="line">All the quarters that they know</div>
                              <div class="line">I' the shipman's card.</div>
                              <div class="line">I will drain him dry as hay:</div>
                              <div class="line">Sleep shall neither night nor day</div>
                              <div class="line">Hang upon his pent-house lid;</div>
                              <div class="line">He shall live a man forbid:</div>
                              <div class="line">Weary se'nnights nine times nine</div>
                              <div class="line">Shall he dwindle, peak and pine:</div>
                              <div class="line">Though his bark cannot be lost,</div>
                              <div class="line">Yet it shall be tempest-tost.</div>
                              <div class="line">Look what I have.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Second Witch</div>
                              <div class="line">Show me, show me.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">First Witch</div>
                              <div class="line">Here I have a pilot's thumb,</div>
                              <div class="line">Wreck'd as homeward he did come.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Drum within</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Third Witch</div>
                              <div class="line">A drum, a drum!</div>
                              <div class="line">Macbeth doth come.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">ALL</div>
                              <div class="line">The weird sisters, hand in hand,</div>
                              <div class="line">Posters of the sea and land,</div>
                              <div class="line">Thus do go about, about:</div>
                              <div class="line">Thrice to thine and thrice to mine</div>
                              <div class="line">And thrice again, to make up nine.</div>
                              <div class="line">Peace! the charm's wound up.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Enter MACBETH and BANQUO</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">So foul and fair a day I have not seen.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                              <div class="line">How far is't call'd to Forres? What are these</div>
                              <div class="line">So wither'd and so wild in their attire,</div>
                              <div class="line">That look not like the inhabitants o' the earth,</div>
                              <div class="line">And yet are on't? Live you? or are you aught</div>
                              <div class="line">That man may question? You seem to understand me,</div>
                              <div class="line">By each at once her chappy finger laying</div>
                              <div class="line">Upon her skinny lips: you should be women,</div>
                              <div class="line">And yet your beards forbid me to interpret</div>
                              <div class="line">That you are so.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Speak, if you can: what are you?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">First Witch</div>
                              <div class="line">All hail, Macbeth! hail to thee, thane of Glamis!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Second Witch</div>
                              <div class="line">All hail, Macbeth, hail to thee, thane of Cawdor!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Third Witch</div>
                              <div class="line">All hail, Macbeth, thou shalt be king hereafter!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                              <div class="line">Good sir, why do you start; and seem to fear</div>
                              <div class="line">Things that do sound so fair? I' the name of truth,</div>
                              <div class="line">Are ye fantastical, or that indeed</div>
                              <div class="line">Which outwardly ye show? My noble partner</div>
                              <div class="line">You greet with present grace and great prediction</div>
                              <div class="line">Of noble having and of royal hope,</div>
                              <div class="line">That he seems rapt withal: to me you speak not.</div>
                              <div class="line">If you can look into the seeds of time,</div>
                              <div class="line">And say which grain will grow and which will not,</div>
                              <div class="line">Speak then to me, who neither beg nor fear</div>
                              <div class="line">Your favours nor your hate.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">First Witch</div>
                              <div class="line">Hail!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Second Witch</div>
                              <div class="line">Hail!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Third Witch</div>
                              <div class="line">Hail!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">First Witch</div>
                              <div class="line">Lesser than Macbeth, and greater.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Second Witch</div>
                              <div class="line">Not so happy, yet much happier.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Third Witch</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou shalt get kings, though thou be none:</div>
                              <div class="line">So all hail, Macbeth and Banquo!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">First Witch</div>
                              <div class="line">Banquo and Macbeth, all hail!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Stay, you imperfect speakers, tell me more:</div>
                              <div class="line">By Sinel's death I know I am thane of Glamis;</div>
                              <div class="line">But how of Cawdor? the thane of Cawdor lives,</div>
                              <div class="line">A prosperous gentleman; and to be king</div>
                              <div class="line">Stands not within the prospect of belief,</div>
                              <div class="line">No more than to be Cawdor. Say from whence</div>
                              <div class="line">You owe this strange intelligence? or why</div>
                              <div class="line">Upon this blasted heath you stop our way</div>
                              <div class="line">With such prophetic greeting? Speak, I charge you.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Witches vanish</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                              <div class="line">The earth hath bubbles, as the water has,</div>
                              <div class="line">And these are of them. Whither are they vanish'd?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Into the air; and what seem'd corporal melted</div>
                              <div class="line">As breath into the wind. Would they had stay'd!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                              <div class="line">Were such things here as we do speak about?</div>
                              <div class="line">Or have we eaten on the insane root</div>
                              <div class="line">That takes the reason prisoner?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Your children shall be kings.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                              <div class="line">You shall be king.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">And thane of Cawdor too: went it not so?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                              <div class="line">To the selfsame tune and words. Who's here?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Enter ROSS and ANGUS</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                              <div class="line">The king hath happily received, Macbeth,</div>
                              <div class="line">The news of thy success; and when he reads</div>
                              <div class="line">Thy personal venture in the rebels' fight,</div>
                              <div class="line">His wonders and his praises do contend</div>
                              <div class="line">Which should be thine or his: silenced with that,</div>
                              <div class="line">In viewing o'er the rest o' the selfsame day,</div>
                              <div class="line">He finds thee in the stout Norweyan ranks,</div>
                              <div class="line">Nothing afeard of what thyself didst make,</div>
                              <div class="line">Strange images of death. As thick as hail</div>
                              <div class="line">Came post with post; and every one did bear</div>
                              <div class="line">Thy praises in his kingdom's great defence,</div>
                              <div class="line">And pour'd them down before him.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">ANGUS</div>
                              <div class="line">We are sent</div>
                              <div class="line">To give thee from our royal master thanks;</div>
                              <div class="line">Only to herald thee into his sight,</div>
                              <div class="line">Not pay thee.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                              <div class="line">And, for an earnest of a greater honour,</div>
                              <div class="line">He bade me, from him, call thee thane of Cawdor:</div>
                              <div class="line">In which addition, hail, most worthy thane!</div>
                              <div class="line">For it is thine.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                              <div class="line">What, can the devil speak true?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">The thane of Cawdor lives: why do you dress me</div>
                              <div class="line">In borrow'd robes?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">ANGUS</div>
                              <div class="line">Who was the thane lives yet;</div>
                              <div class="line">But under heavy judgment bears that life</div>
                              <div class="line">Which he deserves to lose. Whether he was combined</div>
                              <div class="line">With those of Norway, or did line the rebel</div>
                              <div class="line">With hidden help and vantage, or that with both</div>
                              <div class="line">He labour'd in his country's wreck, I know not;</div>
                              <div class="line">But treasons capital, confess'd and proved,</div>
                              <div class="line">Have overthrown him.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">
                                 <span>Aside</span>  Glamis, and thane of Cawdor!</div>
                              <div class="line">The greatest is behind.</div>
                              <p>To ROSS and ANGUS</p>
                              <div class="line">Thanks for your pains.</div>
                              <p>To BANQUO</p>
                              <div class="line">Do you not hope your children shall be kings,</div>
                              <div class="line">When those that gave the thane of Cawdor to me</div>
                              <div class="line">Promised no less to them?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                              <div class="line">That trusted home</div>
                              <div class="line">Might yet enkindle you unto the crown,</div>
                              <div class="line">Besides the thane of Cawdor. But 'tis strange:</div>
                              <div class="line">And oftentimes, to win us to our harm,</div>
                              <div class="line">The instruments of darkness tell us truths,</div>
                              <div class="line">Win us with honest trifles, to betray's</div>
                              <div class="line">In deepest consequence.</div>
                              <div class="line">Cousins, a word, I pray you.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">
                                 <span>Aside</span> Two truths are told,</div>
                              <div class="line">As happy prologues to the swelling act</div>
                              <div class="line">Of the imperial theme.--I thank you, gentlemen.</div>
                              <div class="line">
                                 <span>Aside</span>  This supernatural soliciting</div>
                              <div class="line">Cannot be ill, cannot be good: if ill,</div>
                              <div class="line">Why hath it given me earnest of success,</div>
                              <div class="line">Commencing in a truth? I am thane of Cawdor:</div>
                              <div class="line">If good, why do I yield to that suggestion</div>
                              <div class="line">Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair</div>
                              <div class="line">And make my seated heart knock at my ribs,</div>
                              <div class="line">Against the use of nature? Present fears</div>
                              <div class="line">Are less than horrible imaginings:</div>
                              <div class="line">My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical,</div>
                              <div class="line">Shakes so my single state of man that function</div>
                              <div class="line">Is smother'd in surmise, and nothing is</div>
                              <div class="line">But what is not.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                              <div class="line">Look, how our partner's rapt.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">
                                 <span>Aside</span>  If chance will have me king, why, chance may crown me,</div>
                              <div class="line">Without my stir.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                              <div class="line">New horrors come upon him,</div>
                              <div class="line">Like our strange garments, cleave not to their mould</div>
                              <div class="line">But with the aid of use.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">
                                 <span>Aside</span>                Come what come may,</div>
                              <div class="line">Time and the hour runs through the roughest day.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                              <div class="line">Worthy Macbeth, we stay upon your leisure.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Give me your favour: my dull brain was wrought</div>
                              <div class="line">With things forgotten. Kind gentlemen, your pains</div>
                              <div class="line">Are register'd where every day I turn</div>
                              <div class="line">The leaf to read them. Let us toward the king.</div>
                              <div class="line">Think upon what hath chanced, and, at more time,</div>
                              <div class="line">The interim having weigh'd it, let us speak</div>
                              <div class="line">Our free hearts each to other.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                              <div class="line">Very gladly.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Till then, enough. Come, friends.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exeunt</p>
                     </div>
                  </section>
                  <section class="section" id="R.1.3.5">
                     <div class="section-titlepage">
                        <h2>4. SCENE IV.  Forres. The palace.</h2>
                     </div>
                     <div class="content">
                        <p>Flourish. Enter DUNCAN, MALCOLM, DONALBAIN, LENNOX,
and Attendants</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DUNCAN</div>
                              <div class="line">Is execution done on Cawdor? Are not</div>
                              <div class="line">Those in commission yet return'd?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                              <div class="line">My liege,</div>
                              <div class="line">They are not yet come back. But I have spoke</div>
                              <div class="line">With one that saw him die: who did report</div>
                              <div class="line">That very frankly he confess'd his treasons,</div>
                              <div class="line">Implored your highness' pardon and set forth</div>
                              <div class="line">A deep repentance: nothing in his life</div>
                              <div class="line">Became him like the leaving it; he died</div>
                              <div class="line">As one that had been studied in his death</div>
                              <div class="line">To throw away the dearest thing he owed,</div>
                              <div class="line">As 'twere a careless trifle.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DUNCAN</div>
                              <div class="line">There's no art</div>
                              <div class="line">To find the mind's construction in the face:</div>
                              <div class="line">He was a gentleman on whom I built</div>
                              <div class="line">An absolute trust.</div>
                              <p>Enter MACBETH, BANQUO, ROSS, and ANGUS</p>
                              <div class="line">O worthiest cousin!</div>
                              <div class="line">The sin of my ingratitude even now</div>
                              <div class="line">Was heavy on me: thou art so far before</div>
                              <div class="line">That swiftest wing of recompense is slow</div>
                              <div class="line">To overtake thee. Would thou hadst less deserved,</div>
                              <div class="line">That the proportion both of thanks and payment</div>
                              <div class="line">Might have been mine! only I have left to say,</div>
                              <div class="line">More is thy due than more than all can pay.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">The service and the loyalty I owe,</div>
                              <div class="line">In doing it, pays itself. Your highness' part</div>
                              <div class="line">Is to receive our duties; and our duties</div>
                              <div class="line">Are to your throne and state children and servants,</div>
                              <div class="line">Which do but what they should, by doing every thing</div>
                              <div class="line">Safe toward your love and honour.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DUNCAN</div>
                              <div class="line">Welcome hither:</div>
                              <div class="line">I have begun to plant thee, and will labour</div>
                              <div class="line">To make thee full of growing. Noble Banquo,</div>
                              <div class="line">That hast no less deserved, nor must be known</div>
                              <div class="line">No less to have done so, let me enfold thee</div>
                              <div class="line">And hold thee to my heart.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                              <div class="line">There if I grow,</div>
                              <div class="line">The harvest is your own.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DUNCAN</div>
                              <div class="line">My plenteous joys,</div>
                              <div class="line">Wanton in fulness, seek to hide themselves</div>
                              <div class="line">In drops of sorrow. Sons, kinsmen, thanes,</div>
                              <div class="line">And you whose places are the nearest, know</div>
                              <div class="line">We will establish our estate upon</div>
                              <div class="line">Our eldest, Malcolm, whom we name hereafter</div>
                              <div class="line">The Prince of Cumberland; which honour must</div>
                              <div class="line">Not unaccompanied invest him only,</div>
                              <div class="line">But signs of nobleness, like stars, shall shine</div>
                              <div class="line">On all deservers. From hence to Inverness,</div>
                              <div class="line">And bind us further to you.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">The rest is labour, which is not used for you:</div>
                              <div class="line">I'll be myself the harbinger and make joyful</div>
                              <div class="line">The hearing of my wife with your approach;</div>
                              <div class="line">So humbly take my leave.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DUNCAN</div>
                              <div class="line">My worthy Cawdor!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">
                                 <span>Aside</span>  The Prince of Cumberland! that is a step</div>
                              <div class="line">On which I must fall down, or else o'erleap,</div>
                              <div class="line">For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires;</div>
                              <div class="line">Let not light see my black and deep desires:</div>
                              <div class="line">The eye wink at the hand; yet let that be,</div>
                              <div class="line">Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exit</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DUNCAN</div>
                              <div class="line">True, worthy Banquo; he is full so valiant,</div>
                              <div class="line">And in his commendations I am fed;</div>
                              <div class="line">It is a banquet to me. Let's after him,</div>
                              <div class="line">Whose care is gone before to bid us welcome:</div>
                              <div class="line">It is a peerless kinsman.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Flourish. Exeunt</p>
                     </div>
                  </section>
                  <section class="section" id="R.1.3.6">
                     <div class="section-titlepage">
                        <h2>5. SCENE V.  Inverness. Macbeth's castle.</h2>
                     </div>
                     <div class="content">
                        <p>Enter LADY MACBETH, reading a letter</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">'They met me in the day of success: and I have</div>
                              <div class="line">learned by the perfectest report, they have more in</div>
                              <div class="line">them than mortal knowledge. When I burned in desire</div>
                              <div class="line">to question them further, they made themselves air,</div>
                              <div class="line">into which they vanished. Whiles I stood rapt in</div>
                              <div class="line">the wonder of it, came missives from the king, who</div>
                              <div class="line">all-hailed me 'Thane of Cawdor;' by which title,</div>
                              <div class="line">before, these weird sisters saluted me, and referred</div>
                              <div class="line">me to the coming on of time, with 'Hail, king that</div>
                              <div class="line">shalt be!' This have I thought good to deliver</div>
                              <div class="line">thee, my dearest partner of greatness, that thou</div>
                              <div class="line">mightst not lose the dues of rejoicing, by being</div>
                              <div class="line">ignorant of what greatness is promised thee. Lay it</div>
                              <div class="line">to thy heart, and farewell.'</div>
                              <div class="line">Glamis thou art, and Cawdor; and shalt be</div>
                              <div class="line">What thou art promised: yet do I fear thy nature;</div>
                              <div class="line">It is too full o' the milk of human kindness</div>
                              <div class="line">To catch the nearest way: thou wouldst be great;</div>
                              <div class="line">Art not without ambition, but without</div>
                              <div class="line">The illness should attend it: what thou wouldst highly,</div>
                              <div class="line">That wouldst thou holily; wouldst not play false,</div>
                              <div class="line">And yet wouldst wrongly win: thou'ldst have, great Glamis,</div>
                              <div class="line">That which cries 'Thus thou must do, if thou have it;</div>
                              <div class="line">And that which rather thou dost fear to do</div>
                              <div class="line">Than wishest should be undone.' Hie thee hither,</div>
                              <div class="line">That I may pour my spirits in thine ear;</div>
                              <div class="line">And chastise with the valour of my tongue</div>
                              <div class="line">All that impedes thee from the golden round,</div>
                              <div class="line">Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem</div>
                              <div class="line">To have thee crown'd withal.</div>
                              <p>Enter a Messenger</p>
                              <div class="line">What is your tidings?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Messenger</div>
                              <div class="line">The king comes here to-night.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou'rt mad to say it:</div>
                              <div class="line">Is not thy master with him? who, were't so,</div>
                              <div class="line">Would have inform'd for preparation.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Messenger</div>
                              <div class="line">So please you, it is true: our thane is coming:</div>
                              <div class="line">One of my fellows had the speed of him,</div>
                              <div class="line">Who, almost dead for breath, had scarcely more</div>
                              <div class="line">Than would make up his message.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Give him tending;</div>
                              <div class="line">He brings great news.</div>
                              <p>Exit Messenger</p>
                              <div class="line">The raven himself is hoarse</div>
                              <div class="line">That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan</div>
                              <div class="line">Under my battlements. Come, you spirits</div>
                              <div class="line">That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here,</div>
                              <div class="line">And fill me from the crown to the toe top-full</div>
                              <div class="line">Of direst cruelty! make thick my blood;</div>
                              <div class="line">Stop up the access and passage to remorse,</div>
                              <div class="line">That no compunctious visitings of nature</div>
                              <div class="line">Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between</div>
                              <div class="line">The effect and it! Come to my woman's breasts,</div>
                              <div class="line">And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers,</div>
                              <div class="line">Wherever in your sightless substances</div>
                              <div class="line">You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night,</div>
                              <div class="line">And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell,</div>
                              <div class="line">That my keen knife see not the wound it makes,</div>
                              <div class="line">Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark,</div>
                              <div class="line">To cry 'Hold, hold!'</div>
                              <p>Enter MACBETH</p>
                              <div class="line">Great Glamis! worthy Cawdor!</div>
                              <div class="line">Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter!</div>
                              <div class="line">Thy letters have transported me beyond</div>
                              <div class="line">This ignorant present, and I feel now</div>
                              <div class="line">The future in the instant.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">My dearest love,</div>
                              <div class="line">Duncan comes here to-night.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">And when goes hence?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">To-morrow, as he purposes.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">O, never</div>
                              <div class="line">Shall sun that morrow see!</div>
                              <div class="line">Your face, my thane, is as a book where men</div>
                              <div class="line">May read strange matters. To beguile the time,</div>
                              <div class="line">Look like the time; bear welcome in your eye,</div>
                              <div class="line">Your hand, your tongue: look like the innocent flower,</div>
                              <div class="line">But be the serpent under't. He that's coming</div>
                              <div class="line">Must be provided for: and you shall put</div>
                              <div class="line">This night's great business into my dispatch;</div>
                              <div class="line">Which shall to all our nights and days to come</div>
                              <div class="line">Give solely sovereign sway and masterdom.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">We will speak further.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Only look up clear;</div>
                              <div class="line">To alter favour ever is to fear:</div>
                              <div class="line">Leave all the rest to me.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exeunt</p>
                     </div>
                  </section>
                  <section class="section" id="R.1.3.7">
                     <div class="section-titlepage">
                        <h2>6. SCENE VI.  Before Macbeth's castle.</h2>
                     </div>
                     <div class="content">
                        <p>Hautboys and torches. Enter DUNCAN, MALCOLM,
DONALBAIN, BANQUO, LENNOX, MACDUFF, ROSS, ANGUS,
and Attendants</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DUNCAN</div>
                              <div class="line">This castle hath a pleasant seat; the air</div>
                              <div class="line">Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself</div>
                              <div class="line">Unto our gentle senses.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                              <div class="line">This guest of summer,</div>
                              <div class="line">The temple-haunting martlet, does approve,</div>
                              <div class="line">By his loved mansionry, that the heaven's breath</div>
                              <div class="line">Smells wooingly here: no jutty, frieze,</div>
                              <div class="line">Buttress, nor coign of vantage, but this bird</div>
                              <div class="line">Hath made his pendent bed and procreant cradle:</div>
                              <div class="line">Where they most breed and haunt, I have observed,</div>
                              <div class="line">The air is delicate.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Enter LADY MACBETH</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DUNCAN</div>
                              <div class="line">See, see, our honour'd hostess!</div>
                              <div class="line">The love that follows us sometime is our trouble,</div>
                              <div class="line">Which still we thank as love. Herein I teach you</div>
                              <div class="line">How you shall bid God 'ild us for your pains,</div>
                              <div class="line">And thank us for your trouble.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">All our service</div>
                              <div class="line">In every point twice done and then done double</div>
                              <div class="line">Were poor and single business to contend</div>
                              <div class="line">Against those honours deep and broad wherewith</div>
                              <div class="line">Your majesty loads our house: for those of old,</div>
                              <div class="line">And the late dignities heap'd up to them,</div>
                              <div class="line">We rest your hermits.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DUNCAN</div>
                              <div class="line">Where's the thane of Cawdor?</div>
                              <div class="line">We coursed him at the heels, and had a purpose</div>
                              <div class="line">To be his purveyor: but he rides well;</div>
                              <div class="line">And his great love, sharp as his spur, hath holp him</div>
                              <div class="line">To his home before us. Fair and noble hostess,</div>
                              <div class="line">We are your guest to-night.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Your servants ever</div>
                              <div class="line">Have theirs, themselves and what is theirs, in compt,</div>
                              <div class="line">To make their audit at your highness' pleasure,</div>
                              <div class="line">Still to return your own.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DUNCAN</div>
                              <div class="line">Give me your hand;</div>
                              <div class="line">Conduct me to mine host: we love him highly,</div>
                              <div class="line">And shall continue our graces towards him.</div>
                              <div class="line">By your leave, hostess.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exeunt</p>
                     </div>
                  </section>
                  <section class="section" id="R.1.3.8">
                     <div class="section-titlepage">
                        <h2>7. SCENE VII.  Macbeth's castle.</h2>
                     </div>
                     <div class="content">
                        <p>Hautboys and torches. Enter a Sewer, and divers
Servants with dishes and service, and pass over the
stage. Then enter MACBETH</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">If it were done when 'tis done, then 'twere well</div>
                              <div class="line">It were done quickly: if the assassination</div>
                              <div class="line">Could trammel up the consequence, and catch</div>
                              <div class="line">With his surcease success; that but this blow</div>
                              <div class="line">Might be the be-all and the end-all here,</div>
                              <div class="line">But here, upon this bank and shoal of time,</div>
                              <div class="line">We'ld jump the life to come. But in these cases</div>
                              <div class="line">We still have judgment here; that we but teach</div>
                              <div class="line">Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return</div>
                              <div class="line">To plague the inventor: this even-handed justice</div>
                              <div class="line">Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice</div>
                              <div class="line">To our own lips. He's here in double trust;</div>
                              <div class="line">First, as I am his kinsman and his subject,</div>
                              <div class="line">Strong both against the deed; then, as his host,</div>
                              <div class="line">Who should against his murderer shut the door,</div>
                              <div class="line">Not bear the knife myself. Besides, this Duncan</div>
                              <div class="line">Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been</div>
                              <div class="line">So clear in his great office, that his virtues</div>
                              <div class="line">Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against</div>
                              <div class="line">The deep damnation of his taking-off;</div>
                              <div class="line">And pity, like a naked new-born babe,</div>
                              <div class="line">Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubim, horsed</div>
                              <div class="line">Upon the sightless couriers of the air,</div>
                              <div class="line">Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye,</div>
                              <div class="line">That tears shall drown the wind. I have no spur</div>
                              <div class="line">To prick the sides of my intent, but only</div>
                              <div class="line">Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself</div>
                              <div class="line">And falls on the other.</div>
                              <p>Enter LADY MACBETH</p>
                              <div class="line">How now! what news?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">He has almost supp'd: why have you left the chamber?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Hath he ask'd for me?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Know you not he has?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">We will proceed no further in this business:</div>
                              <div class="line">He hath honour'd me of late; and I have bought</div>
                              <div class="line">Golden opinions from all sorts of people,</div>
                              <div class="line">Which would be worn now in their newest gloss,</div>
                              <div class="line">Not cast aside so soon.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Was the hope drunk</div>
                              <div class="line">Wherein you dress'd yourself? hath it slept since?</div>
                              <div class="line">And wakes it now, to look so green and pale</div>
                              <div class="line">At what it did so freely? From this time</div>
                              <div class="line">Such I account thy love. Art thou afeard</div>
                              <div class="line">To be the same in thine own act and valour</div>
                              <div class="line">As thou art in desire? Wouldst thou have that</div>
                              <div class="line">Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life,</div>
                              <div class="line">And live a coward in thine own esteem,</div>
                              <div class="line">Letting 'I dare not' wait upon 'I would,'</div>
                              <div class="line">Like the poor cat i' the adage?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Prithee, peace:</div>
                              <div class="line">I dare do all that may become a man;</div>
                              <div class="line">Who dares do more is none.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">What beast was't, then,</div>
                              <div class="line">That made you break this enterprise to me?</div>
                              <div class="line">When you durst do it, then you were a man;</div>
                              <div class="line">And, to be more than what you were, you would</div>
                              <div class="line">Be so much more the man. Nor time nor place</div>
                              <div class="line">Did then adhere, and yet you would make both:</div>
                              <div class="line">They have made themselves, and that their fitness now</div>
                              <div class="line">Does unmake you. I have given suck, and know</div>
                              <div class="line">How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me:</div>
                              <div class="line">I would, while it was smiling in my face,</div>
                              <div class="line">Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums,</div>
                              <div class="line">And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you</div>
                              <div class="line">Have done to this.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">If we should fail?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">We fail!</div>
                              <div class="line">But screw your courage to the sticking-place,</div>
                              <div class="line">And we'll not fail. When Duncan is asleep--</div>
                              <div class="line">Whereto the rather shall his day's hard journey</div>
                              <div class="line">Soundly invite him--his two chamberlains</div>
                              <div class="line">Will I with wine and wassail so convince</div>
                              <div class="line">That memory, the warder of the brain,</div>
                              <div class="line">Shall be a fume, and the receipt of reason</div>
                              <div class="line">A limbeck only: when in swinish sleep</div>
                              <div class="line">Their drenched natures lie as in a death,</div>
                              <div class="line">What cannot you and I perform upon</div>
                              <div class="line">The unguarded Duncan? what not put upon</div>
                              <div class="line">His spongy officers, who shall bear the guilt</div>
                              <div class="line">Of our great quell?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Bring forth men-children only;</div>
                              <div class="line">For thy undaunted mettle should compose</div>
                              <div class="line">Nothing but males. Will it not be received,</div>
                              <div class="line">When we have mark'd with blood those sleepy two</div>
                              <div class="line">Of his own chamber and used their very daggers,</div>
                              <div class="line">That they have done't?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Who dares receive it other,</div>
                              <div class="line">As we shall make our griefs and clamour roar</div>
                              <div class="line">Upon his death?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">I am settled, and bend up</div>
                              <div class="line">Each corporal agent to this terrible feat.</div>
                              <div class="line">Away, and mock the time with fairest show:</div>
                              <div class="line">False face must hide what the false heart doth know.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exeunt</p>
                     </div>
                  </section>
               </div>
            </article>
            <article class="chapter" id="R.1.4">
               <header class="chapter-titlepage">
                  <h2>Chapter 2. ACT II</h2>
               </header>
               <div class="lists-of-titles">
                  <div class="toc">
                     <p>
                        <b>Table of Contents</b>
                     </p>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.2">1. SCENE I.  Court of Macbeth's castle.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.3">2. SCENE II.  The same.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.4">3. SCENE III.  The same.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.5">4. SCENE IV.  Outside Macbeth's castle.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="content">
                  <section class="section" id="R.1.4.2">
                     <div class="section-titlepage">
                        <h2>1. SCENE I.  Court of Macbeth's castle.</h2>
                     </div>
                     <div class="content">
                        <p>Enter BANQUO, and FLEANCE bearing a torch before him</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                              <div class="line">How goes the night, boy?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FLEANCE</div>
                              <div class="line">The moon is down; I have not heard the clock.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                              <div class="line">And she goes down at twelve.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FLEANCE</div>
                              <div class="line">I take't, 'tis later, sir.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                              <div class="line">Hold, take my sword. There's husbandry in heaven;</div>
                              <div class="line">Their candles are all out. Take thee that too.</div>
                              <div class="line">A heavy summons lies like lead upon me,</div>
                              <div class="line">And yet I would not sleep: merciful powers,</div>
                              <div class="line">Restrain in me the cursed thoughts that nature</div>
                              <div class="line">Gives way to in repose!</div>
                              <p>Enter MACBETH, and a Servant with a torch</p>
                              <div class="line">Give me my sword.</div>
                              <div class="line">Who's there?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">A friend.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                              <div class="line">What, sir, not yet at rest? The king's a-bed:</div>
                              <div class="line">He hath been in unusual pleasure, and</div>
                              <div class="line">Sent forth great largess to your offices.</div>
                              <div class="line">This diamond he greets your wife withal,</div>
                              <div class="line">By the name of most kind hostess; and shut up</div>
                              <div class="line">In measureless content.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Being unprepared,</div>
                              <div class="line">Our will became the servant to defect;</div>
                              <div class="line">Which else should free have wrought.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                              <div class="line">All's well.</div>
                              <div class="line">I dreamt last night of the three weird sisters:</div>
                              <div class="line">To you they have show'd some truth.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">I think not of them:</div>
                              <div class="line">Yet, when we can entreat an hour to serve,</div>
                              <div class="line">We would spend it in some words upon that business,</div>
                              <div class="line">If you would grant the time.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                              <div class="line">At your kind'st leisure.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">If you shall cleave to my consent, when 'tis,</div>
                              <div class="line">It shall make honour for you.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                              <div class="line">So I lose none</div>
                              <div class="line">In seeking to augment it, but still keep</div>
                              <div class="line">My bosom franchised and allegiance clear,</div>
                              <div class="line">I shall be counsell'd.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Good repose the while!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                              <div class="line">Thanks, sir: the like to you!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exeunt BANQUO and FLEANCE</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Go bid thy mistress, when my drink is ready,</div>
                              <div class="line">She strike upon the bell. Get thee to bed.</div>
                              <p>Exit Servant</p>
                              <div class="line">Is this a dagger which I see before me,</div>
                              <div class="line">The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee.</div>
                              <div class="line">I have thee not, and yet I see thee still.</div>
                              <div class="line">Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible</div>
                              <div class="line">To feeling as to sight? or art thou but</div>
                              <div class="line">A dagger of the mind, a false creation,</div>
                              <div class="line">Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?</div>
                              <div class="line">I see thee yet, in form as palpable</div>
                              <div class="line">As this which now I draw.</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going;</div>
                              <div class="line">And such an instrument I was to use.</div>
                              <div class="line">Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses,</div>
                              <div class="line">Or else worth all the rest; I see thee still,</div>
                              <div class="line">And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood,</div>
                              <div class="line">Which was not so before. There's no such thing:</div>
                              <div class="line">It is the bloody business which informs</div>
                              <div class="line">Thus to mine eyes. Now o'er the one halfworld</div>
                              <div class="line">Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse</div>
                              <div class="line">The curtain'd sleep; witchcraft celebrates</div>
                              <div class="line">Pale Hecate's offerings, and wither'd murder,</div>
                              <div class="line">Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf,</div>
                              <div class="line">Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace.</div>
                              <div class="line">With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design</div>
                              <div class="line">Moves like a ghost. Thou sure and firm-set earth,</div>
                              <div class="line">Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear</div>
                              <div class="line">Thy very stones prate of my whereabout,</div>
                              <div class="line">And take the present horror from the time,</div>
                              <div class="line">Which now suits with it. Whiles I threat, he lives:</div>
                              <div class="line">Words to the heat of deeds too cold breath gives.</div>
                              <p>A bell rings</p>
                              <div class="line">I go, and it is done; the bell invites me.</div>
                              <div class="line">Hear it not, Duncan; for it is a knell</div>
                              <div class="line">That summons thee to heaven or to hell.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exit</p>
                     </div>
                  </section>
                  <section class="section" id="R.1.4.3">
                     <div class="section-titlepage">
                        <h2>2. SCENE II.  The same.</h2>
                     </div>
                     <div class="content">
                        <p>Enter LADY MACBETH</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">That which hath made them drunk hath made me bold;</div>
                              <div class="line">What hath quench'd them hath given me fire.</div>
                              <div class="line">Hark! Peace!</div>
                              <div class="line">It was the owl that shriek'd, the fatal bellman,</div>
                              <div class="line">Which gives the stern'st good-night. He is about it:</div>
                              <div class="line">The doors are open; and the surfeited grooms</div>
                              <div class="line">Do mock their charge with snores: I have drugg'd</div>
                              <div class="line">their possets,</div>
                              <div class="line">That death and nature do contend about them,</div>
                              <div class="line">Whether they live or die.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">
                                 <span>Within</span>  Who's there? what, ho!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Alack, I am afraid they have awaked,</div>
                              <div class="line">And 'tis not done. The attempt and not the deed</div>
                              <div class="line">Confounds us. Hark! I laid their daggers ready;</div>
                              <div class="line">He could not miss 'em. Had he not resembled</div>
                              <div class="line">My father as he slept, I had done't.</div>
                              <p>Enter MACBETH</p>
                              <div class="line">My husband!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">I have done the deed. Didst thou not hear a noise?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">I heard the owl scream and the crickets cry.</div>
                              <div class="line">Did not you speak?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">When?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Now.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">As I descended?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Ay.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Hark!</div>
                              <div class="line">Who lies i' the second chamber?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Donalbain.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">This is a sorry sight.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Looking on his hands</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">A foolish thought, to say a sorry sight.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">There's one did laugh in's sleep, and one cried</div>
                              <div class="line">'Murder!'</div>
                              <div class="line">That they did wake each other: I stood and heard them:</div>
                              <div class="line">But they did say their prayers, and address'd them</div>
                              <div class="line">Again to sleep.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">There are two lodged together.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">One cried 'God bless us!' and 'Amen' the other;</div>
                              <div class="line">As they had seen me with these hangman's hands.</div>
                              <div class="line">Listening their fear, I could not say 'Amen,'</div>
                              <div class="line">When they did say 'God bless us!'</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Consider it not so deeply.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">But wherefore could not I pronounce 'Amen'?</div>
                              <div class="line">I had most need of blessing, and 'Amen'</div>
                              <div class="line">Stuck in my throat.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">These deeds must not be thought</div>
                              <div class="line">After these ways; so, it will make us mad.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Methought I heard a voice cry 'Sleep no more!</div>
                              <div class="line">Macbeth does murder sleep', the innocent sleep,</div>
                              <div class="line">Sleep that knits up the ravell'd sleeve of care,</div>
                              <div class="line">The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath,</div>
                              <div class="line">Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course,</div>
                              <div class="line">Chief nourisher in life's feast,--</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">What do you mean?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Still it cried 'Sleep no more!' to all the house:</div>
                              <div class="line">'Glamis hath murder'd sleep, and therefore Cawdor</div>
                              <div class="line">Shall sleep no more; Macbeth shall sleep no more.'</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Who was it that thus cried? Why, worthy thane,</div>
                              <div class="line">You do unbend your noble strength, to think</div>
                              <div class="line">So brainsickly of things. Go get some water,</div>
                              <div class="line">And wash this filthy witness from your hand.</div>
                              <div class="line">Why did you bring these daggers from the place?</div>
                              <div class="line">They must lie there: go carry them; and smear</div>
                              <div class="line">The sleepy grooms with blood.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">I'll go no more:</div>
                              <div class="line">I am afraid to think what I have done;</div>
                              <div class="line">Look on't again I dare not.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Infirm of purpose!</div>
                              <div class="line">Give me the daggers: the sleeping and the dead</div>
                              <div class="line">Are but as pictures: 'tis the eye of childhood</div>
                              <div class="line">That fears a painted devil. If he do bleed,</div>
                              <div class="line">I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal;</div>
                              <div class="line">For it must seem their guilt.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exit. Knocking within</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Whence is that knocking?</div>
                              <div class="line">How is't with me, when every noise appals me?</div>
                              <div class="line">What hands are here? ha! they pluck out mine eyes.</div>
                              <div class="line">Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood</div>
                              <div class="line">Clean from my hand? No, this my hand will rather</div>
                              <div class="line">The multitudinous seas in incarnadine,</div>
                              <div class="line">Making the green one red.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Re-enter LADY MACBETH</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">My hands are of your colour; but I shame</div>
                              <div class="line">To wear a heart so white.</div>
                              <p>Knocking within</p>
                              <div class="line">I hear a knocking</div>
                              <div class="line">At the south entry: retire we to our chamber;</div>
                              <div class="line">A little water clears us of this deed:</div>
                              <div class="line">How easy is it, then! Your constancy</div>
                              <div class="line">Hath left you unattended.</div>
                              <p>Knocking within</p>
                              <div class="line">Hark! more knocking.</div>
                              <div class="line">Get on your nightgown, lest occasion call us,</div>
                              <div class="line">And show us to be watchers. Be not lost</div>
                              <div class="line">So poorly in your thoughts.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">To know my deed, 'twere best not know myself.</div>
                              <p>Knocking within</p>
                              <div class="line">Wake Duncan with thy knocking! I would thou couldst!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exeunt</p>
                     </div>
                  </section>
                  <section class="section" id="R.1.4.4">
                     <div class="section-titlepage">
                        <h2>3. SCENE III.  The same.</h2>
                     </div>
                     <div class="content">
                        <p>Knocking within. Enter a Porter</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Porter</div>
                              <div class="line">Here's a knocking indeed! If a</div>
                              <div class="line">man were porter of hell-gate, he should have</div>
                              <div class="line">old turning the key.</div>
                              <p>Knocking within</p>
                              <div class="line">Knock,</div>
                              <div class="line">knock, knock! Who's there, i' the name of</div>
                              <div class="line">Beelzebub? Here's a farmer, that hanged</div>
                              <div class="line">himself on the expectation of plenty: come in</div>
                              <div class="line">time; have napkins enow about you; here</div>
                              <div class="line">you'll sweat for't.</div>
                              <p>Knocking within</p>
                              <div class="line">Knock,</div>
                              <div class="line">knock! Who's there, in the other devil's</div>
                              <div class="line">name? Faith, here's an equivocator, that could</div>
                              <div class="line">swear in both the scales against either scale;</div>
                              <div class="line">who committed treason enough for God's sake,</div>
                              <div class="line">yet could not equivocate to heaven: O, come</div>
                              <div class="line">in, equivocator.</div>
                              <p>Knocking within</p>
                              <div class="line">Knock,</div>
                              <div class="line">knock, knock! Who's there? Faith, here's an</div>
                              <div class="line">English tailor come hither, for stealing out of</div>
                              <div class="line">a French hose: come in, tailor; here you may</div>
                              <div class="line">roast your goose.</div>
                              <p>Knocking within</p>
                              <div class="line">Knock,</div>
                              <div class="line">knock; never at quiet! What are you? But</div>
                              <div class="line">this place is too cold for hell. I'll devil-porter</div>
                              <div class="line">it no further: I had thought to have let in</div>
                              <div class="line">some of all professions that go the primrose</div>
                              <div class="line">way to the everlasting bonfire.</div>
                              <p>Knocking within</p>
                              <div class="line">Anon, anon! I pray you, remember the porter.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Opens the gate</p>
                        <p>Enter MACDUFF and LENNOX</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Was it so late, friend, ere you went to bed,</div>
                              <div class="line">That you do lie so late?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Porter</div>
                              <div class="line">'Faith sir, we were carousing till the</div>
                              <div class="line">second cock: and drink, sir, is a great</div>
                              <div class="line">provoker of three things.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                              <div class="line">What three things does drink especially provoke?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Porter</div>
                              <div class="line">Marry, sir, nose-painting, sleep, and</div>
                              <div class="line">urine. Lechery, sir, it provokes, and unprovokes;</div>
                              <div class="line">it provokes the desire, but it takes</div>
                              <div class="line">away the performance: therefore, much drink</div>
                              <div class="line">may be said to be an equivocator with lechery:</div>
                              <div class="line">it makes him, and it mars him; it sets</div>
                              <div class="line">him on, and it takes him off; it persuades him,</div>
                              <div class="line">and disheartens him; makes him stand to, and</div>
                              <div class="line">not stand to; in conclusion, equivocates him</div>
                              <div class="line">in a sleep, and, giving him the lie, leaves him.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                              <div class="line">I believe drink gave thee the lie last night.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Porter</div>
                              <div class="line">That it did, sir, i' the very throat on</div>
                              <div class="line">me: but I requited him for his lie; and, I</div>
                              <div class="line">think, being too strong for him, though he took</div>
                              <div class="line">up my legs sometime, yet I made a shift to cast</div>
                              <div class="line">him.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Is thy master stirring?</div>
                              <p>Enter MACBETH</p>
                              <div class="line">Our knocking has awaked him; here he comes.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LENNOX</div>
                              <div class="line">Good morrow, noble sir.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Good morrow, both.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Is the king stirring, worthy thane?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Not yet.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                              <div class="line">He did command me to call timely on him:</div>
                              <div class="line">I have almost slipp'd the hour.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">I'll bring you to him.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                              <div class="line">I know this is a joyful trouble to you;</div>
                              <div class="line">But yet 'tis one.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">The labour we delight in physics pain.</div>
                              <div class="line">This is the door.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                              <div class="line">I'll make so bold to call,</div>
                              <div class="line">For 'tis my limited service.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exit</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LENNOX</div>
                              <div class="line">Goes the king hence to-day?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">He does: he did appoint so.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LENNOX</div>
                              <div class="line">The night has been unruly: where we lay,</div>
                              <div class="line">Our chimneys were blown down; and, as they say,</div>
                              <div class="line">Lamentings heard i' the air; strange screams of death,</div>
                              <div class="line">And prophesying with accents terrible</div>
                              <div class="line">Of dire combustion and confused events</div>
                              <div class="line">New hatch'd to the woeful time: the obscure bird</div>
                              <div class="line">Clamour'd the livelong night: some say, the earth</div>
                              <div class="line">Was feverous and did shake.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">'Twas a rough night.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LENNOX</div>
                              <div class="line">My young remembrance cannot parallel</div>
                              <div class="line">A fellow to it.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Re-enter MACDUFF</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                              <div class="line">O horror, horror, horror! Tongue nor heart</div>
                              <div class="line">Cannot conceive nor name thee!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="speaker">LENNOX</div>
                              <div class="line">What's the matter.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Confusion now hath made his masterpiece!</div>
                              <div class="line">Most sacrilegious murder hath broke ope</div>
                              <div class="line">The Lord's anointed temple, and stole thence</div>
                              <div class="line">The life o' the building!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">What is 't you say? the life?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LENNOX</div>
                              <div class="line">Mean you his majesty?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Approach the chamber, and destroy your sight</div>
                              <div class="line">With a new Gorgon: do not bid me speak;</div>
                              <div class="line">See, and then speak yourselves.</div>
                              <p>Exeunt MACBETH and LENNOX</p>
                              <div class="line">Awake, awake!</div>
                              <div class="line">Ring the alarum-bell. Murder and treason!</div>
                              <div class="line">Banquo and Donalbain! Malcolm! awake!</div>
                              <div class="line">Shake off this downy sleep, death's counterfeit,</div>
                              <div class="line">And look on death itself! up, up, and see</div>
                              <div class="line">The great doom's image! Malcolm! Banquo!</div>
                              <div class="line">As from your graves rise up, and walk like sprites,</div>
                              <div class="line">To countenance this horror! Ring the bell.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Bell rings</p>
                        <p>Enter LADY MACBETH</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">What's the business,</div>
                              <div class="line">That such a hideous trumpet calls to parley</div>
                              <div class="line">The sleepers of the house? speak, speak!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                              <div class="line">O gentle lady,</div>
                              <div class="line">'Tis not for you to hear what I can speak:</div>
                              <div class="line">The repetition, in a woman's ear,</div>
                              <div class="line">Would murder as it fell.</div>
                              <p>Enter BANQUO</p>
                              <div class="line">O Banquo, Banquo,</div>
                              <div class="line">Our royal master 's murder'd!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Woe, alas!</div>
                              <div class="line">What, in our house?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                              <div class="line">Too cruel any where.</div>
                              <div class="line">Dear Duff, I prithee, contradict thyself,</div>
                              <div class="line">And say it is not so.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Re-enter MACBETH and LENNOX, with ROSS</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Had I but died an hour before this chance,</div>
                              <div class="line">I had lived a blessed time; for, from this instant,</div>
                              <div class="line">There 's nothing serious in mortality:</div>
                              <div class="line">All is but toys: renown and grace is dead;</div>
                              <div class="line">The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees</div>
                              <div class="line">Is left this vault to brag of.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Enter MALCOLM and DONALBAIN</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DONALBAIN</div>
                              <div class="line">What is amiss?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">You are, and do not know't:</div>
                              <div class="line">The spring, the head, the fountain of your blood</div>
                              <div class="line">Is stopp'd; the very source of it is stopp'd.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Your royal father 's murder'd.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                              <div class="line">O, by whom?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LENNOX</div>
                              <div class="line">Those of his chamber, as it seem'd, had done 't:</div>
                              <div class="line">Their hands and faces were an badged with blood;</div>
                              <div class="line">So were their daggers, which unwiped we found</div>
                              <div class="line">Upon their pillows:</div>
                              <div class="line">They stared, and were distracted; no man's life</div>
                              <div class="line">Was to be trusted with them.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">O, yet I do repent me of my fury,</div>
                              <div class="line">That I did kill them.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Wherefore did you so?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Who can be wise, amazed, temperate and furious,</div>
                              <div class="line">Loyal and neutral, in a moment? No man:</div>
                              <div class="line">The expedition my violent love</div>
                              <div class="line">Outrun the pauser, reason. Here lay Duncan,</div>
                              <div class="line">His silver skin laced with his golden blood;</div>
                              <div class="line">And his gash'd stabs look'd like a breach in nature</div>
                              <div class="line">For ruin's wasteful entrance: there, the murderers,</div>
                              <div class="line">Steep'd in the colours of their trade, their daggers</div>
                              <div class="line">Unmannerly breech'd with gore: who could refrain,</div>
                              <div class="line">That had a heart to love, and in that heart</div>
                              <div class="line">Courage to make 's love known?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Help me hence, ho!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Look to the lady.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                              <div class="line">
                                 <span>Aside to DONALBAIN</span>  Why do we hold our tongues,</div>
                              <div class="line">That most may claim this argument for ours?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DONALBAIN</div>
                              <div class="line">
                                 <span>Aside to MALCOLM</span>  What should be spoken here,</div>
                              <div class="line">where our fate,</div>
                              <div class="line">Hid in an auger-hole, may rush, and seize us?</div>
                              <div class="line">Let 's away;</div>
                              <div class="line">Our tears are not yet brew'd.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                              <div class="line">
                                 <span>Aside to DONALBAIN</span>        Nor our strong sorrow</div>
                              <div class="line">Upon the foot of motion.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                              <div class="line">Look to the lady:</div>
                              <p>LADY MACBETH is carried out</p>
                              <div class="line">And when we have our naked frailties hid,</div>
                              <div class="line">That suffer in exposure, let us meet,</div>
                              <div class="line">And question this most bloody piece of work,</div>
                              <div class="line">To know it further. Fears and scruples shake us:</div>
                              <div class="line">In the great hand of God I stand; and thence</div>
                              <div class="line">Against the undivulged pretence I fight</div>
                              <div class="line">Of treasonous malice.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                              <div class="line">And so do I.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">ALL</div>
                              <div class="line">So all.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Let's briefly put on manly readiness,</div>
                              <div class="line">And meet i' the hall together.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">ALL</div>
                              <div class="line">Well contented.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exeunt all but Malcolm and Donalbain</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                              <div class="line">What will you do? Let's not consort with them:</div>
                              <div class="line">To show an unfelt sorrow is an office</div>
                              <div class="line">Which the false man does easy. I'll to England.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DONALBAIN</div>
                              <div class="line">To Ireland, I; our separated fortune</div>
                              <div class="line">Shall keep us both the safer: where we are,</div>
                              <div class="line">There's daggers in men's smiles: the near in blood,</div>
                              <div class="line">The nearer bloody.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MALCOLM</div>
                              <div class="line">This murderous shaft that's shot</div>
                              <div class="line">Hath not yet lighted, and our safest way</div>
                              <div class="line">Is to avoid the aim. Therefore, to horse;</div>
                              <div class="line">And let us not be dainty of leave-taking,</div>
                              <div class="line">But shift away: there's warrant in that theft</div>
                              <div class="line">Which steals itself, when there's no mercy left.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exeunt</p>
                     </div>
                  </section>
                  <section class="section" id="R.1.4.5">
                     <div class="section-titlepage">
                        <h2>4. SCENE IV.  Outside Macbeth's castle.</h2>
                     </div>
                     <div class="content">
                        <p>Enter ROSS and an old Man</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Old Man</div>
                              <div class="line">Threescore and ten I can remember well:</div>
                              <div class="line">Within the volume of which time I have seen</div>
                              <div class="line">Hours dreadful and things strange; but this sore night</div>
                              <div class="line">Hath trifled former knowings.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                              <div class="line">Ah, good father,</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou seest, the heavens, as troubled with man's act,</div>
                              <div class="line">Threaten his bloody stage: by the clock, 'tis day,</div>
                              <div class="line">And yet dark night strangles the travelling lamp:</div>
                              <div class="line">Is't night's predominance, or the day's shame,</div>
                              <div class="line">That darkness does the face of earth entomb,</div>
                              <div class="line">When living light should kiss it?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Old Man</div>
                              <div class="line">'Tis unnatural,</div>
                              <div class="line">Even like the deed that's done. On Tuesday last,</div>
                              <div class="line">A falcon, towering in her pride of place,</div>
                              <div class="line">Was by a mousing owl hawk'd at and kill'd.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                              <div class="line">And Duncan's horses--a thing most strange and certain--</div>
                              <div class="line">Beauteous and swift, the minions of their race,</div>
                              <div class="line">Turn'd wild in nature, broke their stalls, flung out,</div>
                              <div class="line">Contending 'gainst obedience, as they would make</div>
                              <div class="line">War with mankind.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Old Man</div>
                              <div class="line">'Tis said they eat each other.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                              <div class="line">They did so, to the amazement of mine eyes</div>
                              <div class="line">That look'd upon't. Here comes the good Macduff.</div>
                              <p>Enter MACDUFF</p>
                              <div class="line">How goes the world, sir, now?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Why, see you not?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                              <div class="line">Is't known who did this more than bloody deed?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Those that Macbeth hath slain.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                              <div class="line">Alas, the day!</div>
                              <div class="line">What good could they pretend?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                              <div class="line">They were suborn'd:</div>
                              <div class="line">Malcolm and Donalbain, the king's two sons,</div>
                              <div class="line">Are stol'n away and fled; which puts upon them</div>
                              <div class="line">Suspicion of the deed.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                              <div class="line">'Gainst nature still!</div>
                              <div class="line">Thriftless ambition, that wilt ravin up</div>
                              <div class="line">Thine own life's means! Then 'tis most like</div>
                              <div class="line">The sovereignty will fall upon Macbeth.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                              <div class="line">He is already named, and gone to Scone</div>
                              <div class="line">To be invested.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                              <div class="line">Where is Duncan's body?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Carried to Colmekill,</div>
                              <div class="line">The sacred storehouse of his predecessors,</div>
                              <div class="line">And guardian of their bones.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                              <div class="line">Will you to Scone?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                              <div class="line">No, cousin, I'll to Fife.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                              <div class="line">Well, I will thither.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACDUFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Well, may you see things well done there: adieu!</div>
                              <div class="line">Lest our old robes sit easier than our new!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                              <div class="line">Farewell, father.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Old Man</div>
                              <div class="line">God's benison go with you; and with those</div>
                              <div class="line">That would make good of bad, and friends of foes!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exeunt</p>
                     </div>
                  </section>
               </div>
            </article>
            <article class="chapter" id="R.1.5">
               <header class="chapter-titlepage">
                  <h2>Chapter 3. ACT III</h2>
               </header>
               <div class="lists-of-titles">
                  <div class="toc">
                     <p>
                        <b>Table of Contents</b>
                     </p>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.2">1. SCENE I.  Forres. The palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.3">2. SCENE II.  The palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.4">3. SCENE III.  A park near the palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.5">4. SCENE IV.  The same. Hall in the palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.6">5. SCENE V.  A Heath.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.7">6. SCENE VI.  Forres. The palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="content">
                  <section class="section" id="R.1.5.2">
                     <div class="section-titlepage">
                        <h2>1. SCENE I.  Forres. The palace.</h2>
                     </div>
                     <div class="content">
                        <p>Enter BANQUO</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou hast it now: king, Cawdor, Glamis, all,</div>
                              <div class="line">As the weird women promised, and, I fear,</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou play'dst most foully for't: yet it was said</div>
                              <div class="line">It should not stand in thy posterity,</div>
                              <div class="line">But that myself should be the root and father</div>
                              <div class="line">Of many kings. If there come truth from them--</div>
                              <div class="line">As upon thee, Macbeth, their speeches shine--</div>
                              <div class="line">Why, by the verities on thee made good,</div>
                              <div class="line">May they not be my oracles as well,</div>
                              <div class="line">And set me up in hope? But hush! no more.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Sennet sounded. Enter MACBETH, as king, LADY
MACBETH, as queen, LENNOX, ROSS, Lords, Ladies, and
Attendants</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Here's our chief guest.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">If he had been forgotten,</div>
                              <div class="line">It had been as a gap in our great feast,</div>
                              <div class="line">And all-thing unbecoming.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">To-night we hold a solemn supper sir,</div>
                              <div class="line">And I'll request your presence.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                              <div class="line">Let your highness</div>
                              <div class="line">Command upon me; to the which my duties</div>
                              <div class="line">Are with a most indissoluble tie</div>
                              <div class="line">For ever knit.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Ride you this afternoon?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                              <div class="line">Ay, my good lord.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">We should have else desired your good advice,</div>
                              <div class="line">Which still hath been both grave and prosperous,</div>
                              <div class="line">In this day's council; but we'll take to-morrow.</div>
                              <div class="line">Is't far you ride?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                              <div class="line">As far, my lord, as will fill up the time</div>
                              <div class="line">'Twixt this and supper: go not my horse the better,</div>
                              <div class="line">I must become a borrower of the night</div>
                              <div class="line">For a dark hour or twain.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Fail not our feast.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                              <div class="line">My lord, I will not.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">We hear, our bloody cousins are bestow'd</div>
                              <div class="line">In England and in Ireland, not confessing</div>
                              <div class="line">Their cruel parricide, filling their hearers</div>
                              <div class="line">With strange invention: but of that to-morrow,</div>
                              <div class="line">When therewithal we shall have cause of state</div>
                              <div class="line">Craving us jointly. Hie you to horse: adieu,</div>
                              <div class="line">Till you return at night. Goes Fleance with you?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                              <div class="line">Ay, my good lord: our time does call upon 's.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">I wish your horses swift and sure of foot;</div>
                              <div class="line">And so I do commend you to their backs. Farewell.</div>
                              <p>Exit BANQUO</p>
                              <div class="line">Let every man be master of his time</div>
                              <div class="line">Till seven at night: to make society</div>
                              <div class="line">The sweeter welcome, we will keep ourself</div>
                              <div class="line">Till supper-time alone: while then, God be with you!</div>
                              <p>Exeunt all but MACBETH, and an attendant</p>
                              <div class="line">Sirrah, a word with you: attend those men</div>
                              <div class="line">Our pleasure?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">ATTENDANT</div>
                              <div class="line">They are, my lord, without the palace gate.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Bring them before us.</div>
                              <p>Exit Attendant</p>
                              <div class="line">To be thus is nothing;</div>
                              <div class="line">But to be safely thus.--Our fears in Banquo</div>
                              <div class="line">Stick deep; and in his royalty of nature</div>
                              <div class="line">Reigns that which would be fear'd: 'tis much he dares;</div>
                              <div class="line">And, to that dauntless temper of his mind,</div>
                              <div class="line">He hath a wisdom that doth guide his valour</div>
                              <div class="line">To act in safety. There is none but he</div>
                              <div class="line">Whose being I do fear: and, under him,</div>
                              <div class="line">My Genius is rebuked; as, it is said,</div>
                              <div class="line">Mark Antony's was by Caesar. He chid the sisters</div>
                              <div class="line">When first they put the name of king upon me,</div>
                              <div class="line">And bade them speak to him: then prophet-like</div>
                              <div class="line">They hail'd him father to a line of kings:</div>
                              <div class="line">Upon my head they placed a fruitless crown,</div>
                              <div class="line">And put a barren sceptre in my gripe,</div>
                              <div class="line">Thence to be wrench'd with an unlineal hand,</div>
                              <div class="line">No son of mine succeeding. If 't be so,</div>
                              <div class="line">For Banquo's issue have I filed my mind;</div>
                              <div class="line">For them the gracious Duncan have I murder'd;</div>
                              <div class="line">Put rancours in the vessel of my peace</div>
                              <div class="line">Only for them; and mine eternal jewel</div>
                              <div class="line">Given to the common enemy of man,</div>
                              <div class="line">To make them kings, the seed of Banquo kings!</div>
                              <div class="line">Rather than so, come fate into the list.</div>
                              <div class="line">And champion me to the utterance! Who's there!</div>
                              <p>Re-enter Attendant, with two Murderers</p>
                              <div class="line">Now go to the door, and stay there till we call.</div>
                              <p>Exit Attendant</p>
                              <div class="line">Was it not yesterday we spoke together?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                              <div class="line">It was, so please your highness.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Well then, now</div>
                              <div class="line">Have you consider'd of my speeches? Know</div>
                              <div class="line">That it was he in the times past which held you</div>
                              <div class="line">So under fortune, which you thought had been</div>
                              <div class="line">Our innocent self: this I made good to you</div>
                              <div class="line">In our last conference, pass'd in probation with you,</div>
                              <div class="line">How you were borne in hand, how cross'd,</div>
                              <div class="line">the instruments,</div>
                              <div class="line">Who wrought with them, and all things else that might</div>
                              <div class="line">To half a soul and to a notion crazed</div>
                              <div class="line">Say 'Thus did Banquo.'</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                              <div class="line">You made it known to us.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">I did so, and went further, which is now</div>
                              <div class="line">Our point of second meeting. Do you find</div>
                              <div class="line">Your patience so predominant in your nature</div>
                              <div class="line">That you can let this go? Are you so gospell'd</div>
                              <div class="line">To pray for this good man and for his issue,</div>
                              <div class="line">Whose heavy hand hath bow'd you to the grave</div>
                              <div class="line">And beggar'd yours for ever?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                              <div class="line">We are men, my liege.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Ay, in the catalogue ye go for men;</div>
                              <div class="line">As hounds and greyhounds, mongrels, spaniels, curs,</div>
                              <div class="line">Shoughs, water-rugs and demi-wolves, are clept</div>
                              <div class="line">All by the name of dogs: the valued file</div>
                              <div class="line">Distinguishes the swift, the slow, the subtle,</div>
                              <div class="line">The housekeeper, the hunter, every one</div>
                              <div class="line">According to the gift which bounteous nature</div>
                              <div class="line">Hath in him closed; whereby he does receive</div>
                              <div class="line">Particular addition. from the bill</div>
                              <div class="line">That writes them all alike: and so of men.</div>
                              <div class="line">Now, if you have a station in the file,</div>
                              <div class="line">Not i' the worst rank of manhood, say 't;</div>
                              <div class="line">And I will put that business in your bosoms,</div>
                              <div class="line">Whose execution takes your enemy off,</div>
                              <div class="line">Grapples you to the heart and love of us,</div>
                              <div class="line">Who wear our health but sickly in his life,</div>
                              <div class="line">Which in his death were perfect.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                              <div class="line">I am one, my liege,</div>
                              <div class="line">Whom the vile blows and buffets of the world</div>
                              <div class="line">Have so incensed that I am reckless what</div>
                              <div class="line">I do to spite the world.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                              <div class="line">And I another</div>
                              <div class="line">So weary with disasters, tugg'd with fortune,</div>
                              <div class="line">That I would set my lie on any chance,</div>
                              <div class="line">To mend it, or be rid on't.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Both of you</div>
                              <div class="line">Know Banquo was your enemy.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Both Murderers</div>
                              <div class="line">True, my lord.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">So is he mine; and in such bloody distance,</div>
                              <div class="line">That every minute of his being thrusts</div>
                              <div class="line">Against my near'st of life: and though I could</div>
                              <div class="line">With barefaced power sweep him from my sight</div>
                              <div class="line">And bid my will avouch it, yet I must not,</div>
                              <div class="line">For certain friends that are both his and mine,</div>
                              <div class="line">Whose loves I may not drop, but wail his fall</div>
                              <div class="line">Who I myself struck down; and thence it is,</div>
                              <div class="line">That I to your assistance do make love,</div>
                              <div class="line">Masking the business from the common eye</div>
                              <div class="line">For sundry weighty reasons.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                              <div class="line">We shall, my lord,</div>
                              <div class="line">Perform what you command us.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                              <div class="line">Though our lives--</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Your spirits shine through you. Within this hour at most</div>
                              <div class="line">I will advise you where to plant yourselves;</div>
                              <div class="line">Acquaint you with the perfect spy o' the time,</div>
                              <div class="line">The moment on't; for't must be done to-night,</div>
                              <div class="line">And something from the palace; always thought</div>
                              <div class="line">That I require a clearness: and with him--</div>
                              <div class="line">To leave no rubs nor botches in the work--</div>
                              <div class="line">Fleance his son, that keeps him company,</div>
                              <div class="line">Whose absence is no less material to me</div>
                              <div class="line">Than is his father's, must embrace the fate</div>
                              <div class="line">Of that dark hour. Resolve yourselves apart:</div>
                              <div class="line">I'll come to you anon.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Both Murderers</div>
                              <div class="line">We are resolved, my lord.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">I'll call upon you straight: abide within.</div>
                              <p>Exeunt Murderers</p>
                              <div class="line">It is concluded. Banquo, thy soul's flight,</div>
                              <div class="line">If it find heaven, must find it out to-night.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exit</p>
                     </div>
                  </section>
                  <section class="section" id="R.1.5.3">
                     <div class="section-titlepage">
                        <h2>2. SCENE II.  The palace.</h2>
                     </div>
                     <div class="content">
                        <p>Enter LADY MACBETH and a Servant</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Is Banquo gone from court?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Servant</div>
                              <div class="line">Ay, madam, but returns again to-night.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Say to the king, I would attend his leisure</div>
                              <div class="line">For a few words.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Servant</div>
                              <div class="line">Madam, I will.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exit</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Nought's had, all's spent,</div>
                              <div class="line">Where our desire is got without content:</div>
                              <div class="line">'Tis safer to be that which we destroy</div>
                              <div class="line">Than by destruction dwell in doubtful joy.</div>
                              <p>Enter MACBETH</p>
                              <div class="line">How now, my lord! why do you keep alone,</div>
                              <div class="line">Of sorriest fancies your companions making,</div>
                              <div class="line">Using those thoughts which should indeed have died</div>
                              <div class="line">With them they think on? Things without all remedy</div>
                              <div class="line">Should be without regard: what's done is done.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">We have scotch'd the snake, not kill'd it:</div>
                              <div class="line">She'll close and be herself, whilst our poor malice</div>
                              <div class="line">Remains in danger of her former tooth.</div>
                              <div class="line">But let the frame of things disjoint, both the</div>
                              <div class="line">worlds suffer,</div>
                              <div class="line">Ere we will eat our meal in fear and sleep</div>
                              <div class="line">In the affliction of these terrible dreams</div>
                              <div class="line">That shake us nightly: better be with the dead,</div>
                              <div class="line">Whom we, to gain our peace, have sent to peace,</div>
                              <div class="line">Than on the torture of the mind to lie</div>
                              <div class="line">In restless ecstasy. Duncan is in his grave;</div>
                              <div class="line">After life's fitful fever he sleeps well;</div>
                              <div class="line">Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison,</div>
                              <div class="line">Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing,</div>
                              <div class="line">Can touch him further.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Come on;</div>
                              <div class="line">Gentle my lord, sleek o'er your rugged looks;</div>
                              <div class="line">Be bright and jovial among your guests to-night.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">So shall I, love; and so, I pray, be you:</div>
                              <div class="line">Let your remembrance apply to Banquo;</div>
                              <div class="line">Present him eminence, both with eye and tongue:</div>
                              <div class="line">Unsafe the while, that we</div>
                              <div class="line">Must lave our honours in these flattering streams,</div>
                              <div class="line">And make our faces vizards to our hearts,</div>
                              <div class="line">Disguising what they are.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">You must leave this.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">O, full of scorpions is my mind, dear wife!</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou know'st that Banquo, and his Fleance, lives.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">But in them nature's copy's not eterne.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">There's comfort yet; they are assailable;</div>
                              <div class="line">Then be thou jocund: ere the bat hath flown</div>
                              <div class="line">His cloister'd flight, ere to black Hecate's summons</div>
                              <div class="line">The shard-borne beetle with his drowsy hums</div>
                              <div class="line">Hath rung night's yawning peal, there shall be done</div>
                              <div class="line">A deed of dreadful note.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">What's to be done?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Be innocent of the knowledge, dearest chuck,</div>
                              <div class="line">Till thou applaud the deed. Come, seeling night,</div>
                              <div class="line">Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day;</div>
                              <div class="line">And with thy bloody and invisible hand</div>
                              <div class="line">Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond</div>
                              <div class="line">Which keeps me pale! Light thickens; and the crow</div>
                              <div class="line">Makes wing to the rooky wood:</div>
                              <div class="line">Good things of day begin to droop and drowse;</div>
                              <div class="line">While night's black agents to their preys do rouse.</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou marvell'st at my words: but hold thee still;</div>
                              <div class="line">Things bad begun make strong themselves by ill.</div>
                              <div class="line">So, prithee, go with me.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exeunt</p>
                     </div>
                  </section>
                  <section class="section" id="R.1.5.4">
                     <div class="section-titlepage">
                        <h2>3. SCENE III.  A park near the palace.</h2>
                     </div>
                     <div class="content">
                        <p>Enter three Murderers</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                              <div class="line">But who did bid thee join with us?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Third Murderer</div>
                              <div class="line">Macbeth.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                              <div class="line">He needs not our mistrust, since he delivers</div>
                              <div class="line">Our offices and what we have to do</div>
                              <div class="line">To the direction just.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                              <div class="line">Then stand with us.</div>
                              <div class="line">The west yet glimmers with some streaks of day:</div>
                              <div class="line">Now spurs the lated traveller apace</div>
                              <div class="line">To gain the timely inn; and near approaches</div>
                              <div class="line">The subject of our watch.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Third Murderer</div>
                              <div class="line">Hark! I hear horses.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                              <div class="line">
                                 <span>Within</span>  Give us a light there, ho!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                              <div class="line">Then 'tis he: the rest</div>
                              <div class="line">That are within the note of expectation</div>
                              <div class="line">Already are i' the court.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                              <div class="line">His horses go about.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Third Murderer</div>
                              <div class="line">Almost a mile: but he does usually,</div>
                              <div class="line">So all men do, from hence to the palace gate</div>
                              <div class="line">Make it their walk.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                              <div class="line">A light, a light!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Enter BANQUO, and FLEANCE with a torch</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Third Murderer</div>
                              <div class="line">'Tis he.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                              <div class="line">Stand to't.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                              <div class="line">It will be rain to-night.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                              <div class="line">Let it come down.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>They set upon BANQUO</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BANQUO</div>
                              <div class="line">O, treachery! Fly, good Fleance, fly, fly, fly!</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou mayst revenge. O slave!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Dies. FLEANCE escapes</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Third Murderer</div>
                              <div class="line">Who did strike out the light?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                              <div class="line">Wast not the way?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Third Murderer</div>
                              <div class="line">There's but one down; the son is fled.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                              <div class="line">We have lost</div>
                              <div class="line">Best half of our affair.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                              <div class="line">Well, let's away, and say how much is done.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exeunt</p>
                     </div>
                  </section>
                  <section class="section" id="R.1.5.5">
                     <div class="section-titlepage">
                        <h2>4. SCENE IV.  The same. Hall in the palace.</h2>
                     </div>
                     <div class="content">
                        <p>A banquet prepared. Enter MACBETH, LADY MACBETH,
ROSS, LENNOX, Lords, and Attendants</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">You know your own degrees; sit down: at first</div>
                              <div class="line">And last the hearty welcome.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Lords</div>
                              <div class="line">Thanks to your majesty.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Ourself will mingle with society,</div>
                              <div class="line">And play the humble host.</div>
                              <div class="line">Our hostess keeps her state, but in best time</div>
                              <div class="line">We will require her welcome.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Pronounce it for me, sir, to all our friends;</div>
                              <div class="line">For my heart speaks they are welcome.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>First Murderer appears at the door</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">See, they encounter thee with their hearts' thanks.</div>
                              <div class="line">Both sides are even: here I'll sit i' the midst:</div>
                              <div class="line">Be large in mirth; anon we'll drink a measure</div>
                              <div class="line">The table round.</div>
                              <p>Approaching the door</p>
                              <div class="line">There's blood on thy face.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                              <div class="line">'Tis Banquo's then.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">'Tis better thee without than he within.</div>
                              <div class="line">Is he dispatch'd?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                              <div class="line">My lord, his throat is cut; that I did for him.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou art the best o' the cut-throats: yet he's good</div>
                              <div class="line">That did the like for Fleance: if thou didst it,</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou art the nonpareil.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                              <div class="line">Most royal sir,</div>
                              <div class="line">Fleance is 'scaped.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Then comes my fit again: I had else been perfect,</div>
                              <div class="line">Whole as the marble, founded as the rock,</div>
                              <div class="line">As broad and general as the casing air:</div>
                              <div class="line">But now I am cabin'd, cribb'd, confined, bound in</div>
                              <div class="line">To saucy doubts and fears. But Banquo's safe?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                              <div class="line">Ay, my good lord: safe in a ditch he bides,</div>
                              <div class="line">With twenty trenched gashes on his head;</div>
                              <div class="line">The least a death to nature.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Thanks for that:</div>
                              <div class="line">There the grown serpent lies; the worm that's fled</div>
                              <div class="line">Hath nature that in time will venom breed,</div>
                              <div class="line">No teeth for the present. Get thee gone: to-morrow</div>
                              <div class="line">We'll hear, ourselves, again.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exit Murderer</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">My royal lord,</div>
                              <div class="line">You do not give the cheer: the feast is sold</div>
                              <div class="line">That is not often vouch'd, while 'tis a-making,</div>
                              <div class="line">'Tis given with welcome: to feed were best at home;</div>
                              <div class="line">From thence the sauce to meat is ceremony;</div>
                              <div class="line">Meeting were bare without it.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Sweet remembrancer!</div>
                              <div class="line">Now, good digestion wait on appetite,</div>
                              <div class="line">And health on both!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LENNOX</div>
                              <div class="line">May't please your highness sit.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>The GHOST OF BANQUO enters, and sits in
MACBETH's place</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Here had we now our country's honour roof'd,</div>
                              <div class="line">Were the graced person of our Banquo present;</div>
                              <div class="line">Who may I rather challenge for unkindness</div>
                              <div class="line">Than pity for mischance!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                              <div class="line">His absence, sir,</div>
                              <div class="line">Lays blame upon his promise. Please't your highness</div>
                              <div class="line">To grace us with your royal company.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">The table's full.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LENNOX</div>
                              <div class="line">Here is a place reserved, sir.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Where?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LENNOX</div>
                              <div class="line">Here, my good lord. What is't that moves your highness?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Which of you have done this?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Lords</div>
                              <div class="line">What, my good lord?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou canst not say I did it: never shake</div>
                              <div class="line">Thy gory locks at me.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                              <div class="line">Gentlemen, rise: his highness is not well.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Sit, worthy friends: my lord is often thus,</div>
                              <div class="line">And hath been from his youth: pray you, keep seat;</div>
                              <div class="line">The fit is momentary; upon a thought</div>
                              <div class="line">He will again be well: if much you note him,</div>
                              <div class="line">You shall offend him and extend his passion:</div>
                              <div class="line">Feed, and regard him not. Are you a man?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Ay, and a bold one, that dare look on that</div>
                              <div class="line">Which might appal the devil.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">O proper stuff!</div>
                              <div class="line">This is the very painting of your fear:</div>
                              <div class="line">This is the air-drawn dagger which, you said,</div>
                              <div class="line">Led you to Duncan. O, these flaws and starts,</div>
                              <div class="line">Impostors to true fear, would well become</div>
                              <div class="line">A woman's story at a winter's fire,</div>
                              <div class="line">Authorized by her grandam. Shame itself!</div>
                              <div class="line">Why do you make such faces? When all's done,</div>
                              <div class="line">You look but on a stool.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Prithee, see there! behold! look! lo!</div>
                              <div class="line">how say you?</div>
                              <div class="line">Why, what care I? If thou canst nod, speak too.</div>
                              <div class="line">If charnel-houses and our graves must send</div>
                              <div class="line">Those that we bury back, our monuments</div>
                              <div class="line">Shall be the maws of kites.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>GHOST OF BANQUO vanishes</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">What, quite unmann'd in folly?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">If I stand here, I saw him.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Fie, for shame!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Blood hath been shed ere now, i' the olden time,</div>
                              <div class="line">Ere human statute purged the gentle weal;</div>
                              <div class="line">Ay, and since too, murders have been perform'd</div>
                              <div class="line">Too terrible for the ear: the times have been,</div>
                              <div class="line">That, when the brains were out, the man would die,</div>
                              <div class="line">And there an end; but now they rise again,</div>
                              <div class="line">With twenty mortal murders on their crowns,</div>
                              <div class="line">And push us from our stools: this is more strange</div>
                              <div class="line">Than such a murder is.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">My worthy lord,</div>
                              <div class="line">Your noble friends do lack you.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">I do forget.</div>
                              <div class="line">Do not muse at me, my most worthy friends,</div>
                              <div class="line">I have a strange infirmity, which is nothing</div>
                              <div class="line">To those that know me. Come, love and health to all;</div>
                              <div class="line">Then I'll sit down. Give me some wine; fill full.</div>
                              <div class="line">I drink to the general joy o' the whole table,</div>
                              <div class="line">And to our dear friend Banquo, whom we miss;</div>
                              <div class="line">Would he were here! to all, and him, we thirst,</div>
                              <div class="line">And all to all.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Lords</div>
                              <div class="line">Our duties, and the pledge.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Re-enter GHOST OF BANQUO</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Avaunt! and quit my sight! let the earth hide thee!</div>
                              <div class="line">Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold;</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou hast no speculation in those eyes</div>
                              <div class="line">Which thou dost glare with!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Think of this, good peers,</div>
                              <div class="line">But as a thing of custom: 'tis no other;</div>
                              <div class="line">Only it spoils the pleasure of the time.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">What man dare, I dare:</div>
                              <div class="line">Approach thou like the rugged Russian bear,</div>
                              <div class="line">The arm'd rhinoceros, or the Hyrcan tiger;</div>
                              <div class="line">Take any shape but that, and my firm nerves</div>
                              <div class="line">Shall never tremble: or be alive again,</div>
                              <div class="line">And dare me to the desert with thy sword;</div>
                              <div class="line">If trembling I inhabit then, protest me</div>
                              <div class="line">The baby of a girl. Hence, horrible shadow!</div>
                              <div class="line">Unreal mockery, hence!</div>
                              <p>GHOST OF BANQUO vanishes</p>
                              <div class="line">Why, so: being gone,</div>
                              <div class="line">I am a man again. Pray you, sit still.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">You have displaced the mirth, broke the good meeting,</div>
                              <div class="line">With most admired disorder.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">Can such things be,</div>
                              <div class="line">And overcome us like a summer's cloud,</div>
                              <div class="line">Without our special wonder? You make me strange</div>
                              <div class="line">Even to the disposition that I owe,</div>
                              <div class="line">When now I think you can behold such sights,</div>
                              <div class="line">And keep the natural ruby of your cheeks,</div>
                              <div class="line">When mine is blanched with fear.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">ROSS</div>
                              <div class="line">What sights, my lord?</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">I pray you, speak not; he grows worse and worse;</div>
                              <div class="line">Question enrages him. At once, good night:</div>
                              <div class="line">Stand not upon the order of your going,</div>
                              <div class="line">But go at once.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">LENNOX</div>
                              <div class="line">Good night; and better health</div>
                              <div class="line">Attend his majesty!</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">LADY MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">A kind good night to all!</div>
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                        <p>Exeunt all but MACBETH and LADY MACBETH</p>
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                              <div class="speaker">MACBETH</div>
                              <div class="line">It will have blood; they say, blood will have blood:</div>
                              <div class="line">Stones have been known to move and trees to speak;</div>
                              <div class="line">Augurs and understood relations have</div>
                              <div class="line">By magot-pies and choughs and rooks brought forth</div>