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I am the best of them that speak this speech,
Were I but where 't is spoken.
Alack for mercy!
Fer. Yes, faith, and all his lords; the Duke of Milan,
1 The fringed curtains of thine eye advance. Why Shakspeare should have condescended to the elaborate nothingness, not to say nonsense of this metaphor (for what is meant by advancing "curtains"?) I cannot conceive; that is to say, if he did condescend; for it looks very like the interpolation of some pompous, declamatory player Pope has put it into his treatise on the Bathos.
2" Myself am Naples."-This is a very summary and kingly style. Shakspeare is fond of it. "How, now, France?" says King John to King Philip. "I'm dying, Egypt!" says Antony to Cleopatra.
MACBETH AND THE WITCHES.
This scene fortunately comprises a summary of the whole subsequent history of Macbeth.
A dark Cave. In the middle, a Caldron boiling. Thunder. Enter three Witches.
1st Wi. Thrice the brinded cat hath mew'd,
In the poison'd entrails throw
In the caldron boil and bake:
Witches' mummy; maw, and gulf,
Gall of goat, and slips of yew,
Sliver'd in the moon's eclipse;
Enter HECATE and the three other WITCHES. Hec. O, well done! I commend your pains; And every one shall share i' the gains, And now about the caldron sing, Like elves and fairies in a ring, Enchanting all that you put in.
(Music and a Song, Black spirits, &c.)
2nd Wi. By the pricking of my thumbs, Something wicked this way comes ;— Open, locks, whoever knocks.
Mac. How now, you secret, black, and midnight hags, What is't you do?
A deed without a name.
Mac. I conjure you, by that which you profess (Howe'er you come to know it), answer me: Though you untie the winds, and let them fight Against the churches: though the yesty waves Confound and swallow navigation up;
Though bladed corn be lodg'd, and trees blown down; Though castles topple on their warders' heads;
Though palaces and pyramids do slope
Their heads to their foundations; though the treasure
Of nature's germins tumble all together,
1st Wi. Say, if thou'dst rather hear it from our mouths,
Or from our masters'?
Call them, let me see them. 1st Wi. Pour in sow's blood, that hath eaten Her nine farrow; grease, that's sweaten
From the murderer's gibbet, throw
Come, high, or low; Thyself, and office, deftly show.
Thunder. An Apparition of an armed Head rises.
Mac. Tell me, thou unknown power,
Hear his speech, but say thou nought.
App. Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth! beware Macduff; Beware the Thane of Fife.-Dismiss me ;-Enough.
He knows thy thought;
Mac. Whate'er thou art, for thy good caution thanks; Thou hast harp'd my fear aright:-But one word more ;1st Wi. He will not be commanded: Here's another, More potent than the first.
Thunder. An Apparition of a bloody Child rises.3
App. Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth !—
Had I three ears, I'd hear thee App. Be bloody, bold, and resolute; laugh to scorn The power of man, for none of woman born
Shall harm Macbeth.
Mac. Then live, Macduff: what need I fear of thee?.
But yet I'll make assurance doubly sure,
And take a bond of fate: thou shalt not live;
An Apparition of a Child crowned, with a tree in his hand, rises.
That rises like the issue of a king;
And wears upon his baby-brow the round
And top of sovereignty!
Unfix his earth-bound root? sweet bodements! good!
Of Birnam rise, and our high-plac'd Macbeth
And an eternal curse fall on you! Let me know :-
1st Wi. Show!
All. Show his eyes and grieve his heart,