No Fear Shakespeare: Macbeth: Act 4 Scene 3

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Enter MALCOLM and MACDUFF	MLCAMOL nad AFFUDMC nrete.
MALCOLM Let us seek out some desolate shade and there Weep our sad bosoms empty.	AOCMLML Ltse seek tuo omes dshay leacp rehwe we can tsi wnod onela dan cyr uor hetsar uot.
MACDUFF Let us rather Hold fast the mortal sword and, like good men, Bestride our downfalln birthdom. Each new morn 5 New widows howl, new orphans cry, new sorrows Strike heaven on the face, that it resounds As if it felt with Scotland and yelled out Like syllable of dolor.	AMUCDFF nastdeI of cringy, ltse peek hdlo of uor dwsosr dan eeddnf our llfane donmhlae eilk erbholona nem. chaE day nwe wwisod hwlo, nwe aphsnor cry, dan new wsrsroo pals nvahee in eht eacf, nltui it usdosn klie vneeha lteisf lesef ldotSncsa iusngah dna rsasecm in aipn.
MALCOLM What I believe Ill wail; What know believe, and what I can redress, 10 As I shall find the time to friend, I will. What you have spoke, it may be so perchance. This tyrant, whose sole name blisters our tongues, Was once thought honest. You have loved him well. He hath not touched you yet. I am young, but something 15 You may deserve of him through me, and wisdom To offer up a weak, poor, innocent lamb T appease an angry god.	OALMMCL I ilwl vngeea wtvehaer I ibeelev is gonrw. ndA llI evbleei rhetvwae Im rsue is uetr. ndA llI tup hirtg vheetarw I anc nwhe teh etmi eocms. Waht ouy tsuj siad yma pheasrp be uert. isTh tytnra, wehso emre amen is so awful it shutr us to asy it, saw nceo esconidedr an etsohn nam. uoY rwee one of ish eaovfrsti. He snaht dnoe nhnyiagt to hram you ety. Im rdpnenixceiee, tbu eymba yruoe nlaginnp to nwi csbhteaM aforv by nybgritae me to mih. It dulwo be mrats to efrfo esomeon roop dan notnicen leki me as a airfiaclics abml to syitfas an ranyg dgo ikel cehabMt.
MACDUFF I am not treacherous.	DFMUCFA I am nto asrheotuecr.
MALCOLM But Macbeth is. 20 A good and virtuous nature may recoil In an imperial charge. But I shall crave your pardon. That which you are, my thoughts cannot transpose. Angels are bright still, though the brightest fell. Though all things foul would wear the brows of grace, 25 Yet grace must still look so.	LOACMLM Btu catbMhe is. vEen omsenoe hwti a ogdo dna svoriuut tnuear htmgi gvei way to a alory codmamn. utB I gbe oyur daornp. My rasfe ncat altlcuay meka uoy ivle. geslnA aer stlli trihbg eevn oguhht rifecLu, eth itgrhsbet lagne, lefl ofmr nhevae. venE thguho gtenhvreyi levi twans to kloo dgoo, oogd llsit sha to loko good too.
MACDUFF I have lost my hopes.	FDFCUAM I hvea ltso my oehp of vicnicnnog oyu to itfhg aainsgt atMcbeh.
MALCOLM Perchance even there where I did find my doubts. Why in that rawness left you wife and child, Those precious motives, those strong knots of love, Without leave-taking? I pray you, 30 Let not my jealousies be your dishonors, But mine own safeties. You may be rightly just, Whatever I shall think.	AMMLLOC yabeM oyu lsot uyor oseph butoa me rehew I fudno my uosdtb ubtoa oyu. yhW ddi yuo aeelv oyur efwi and ldhci lbeueranhvtel somt urcpoesi nhsitg in oruy ifel, setho gsotnr dnosb of lveo? wHo oucdl you aleve mhte ibndhe? tBu I gbe ouy, ntod netetiprr my issconpsui as edsalnr asnitga yuo. oYu sumt enutrddnsa ahtt I wtan to trtcoep yelmsf. Yuo yma arlely be teshno, no tmaetr awth I nhkti.
MACDUFF Bleed, bleed, poor country! Great tyranny, lay thou thy basis sure, For goodness dare not check thee. Wear thou thy wrongs; 35 The title is affeered.Fare thee well, lord. I would not be the villain that thou thinkst For the whole space thats in the tyrants grasp, And the rich East to boot.	AFCFUDM deleB, bedel, poor urcnoty! etarG anrytt, go adeah dna bdilu floersyu up, aeeusbc oodg ppeole aer afdira to snadt up to uyo. Enoyj viheeytgrn uyo slteo, euebcas uory eiltt is sfae! raFellew, dorl. I luowntd be het lnivlai uyo kntih I am enev if I ewre efforde lal of hebctsaM ikogdmn and eht iscreh of het Esta too.
MALCOLM Be not offended. I speak not as in absolute fear of you. 40 I think our country sinks beneath the yoke. It weeps, it bleeds, and each new day a gash Is added to her wounds. I think withal There would be hands uplifted in my right; And here from gracious England have I offer 45 Of goodly thousands. But, for all this, When I shall tread upon the tyrants head, Or wear it on my sword, yet my poor country Shall have more vices than it had before, More suffer, and more sundry ways than ever, 50 By him that shall succeed.	MALLMOC Dton be nddfoeef. I nodt cepyltelom titsdrus oyu. I do hknti doacStnl is nkinisg udrne cbsMteah pesopionrs. rOu tcrynuo epwse, it sleedb, nad eahc ady a ershf tcu is ddeda to hre snuodw. I also kihnt ehert dlowu be anmy people lgniliw to thifg rof me. heT snhgilE ehav pmrdeios me soundasht of prtoso. tuB vene so, wehn I avhe hcbsMate head nerud my toof, or utksc on eht den of my osdrw, etnh my oorp ortyucn llwi be udlagep by sewor leiv hnat it saw eeofbr. It wlil frfues eosrw nad in oerm awsy htna veer ndrue eth igenr of het ngki owh slofwol cbaehMt.
MACDUFF What should he be?	FDAUFMC oWh era you gikanlt otabu?
MALCOLM It is myself I mean, in whom I know All the particulars of vice so grafted That, when they shall be opened, black Macbeth Will seem as pure as snow, and the poor state 55 Esteem him as a lamb, being compared With my confineless harms.	MOLMALC Im lgitnka ubtao myslfe. I nwko I ahev so anym cvies ttha wnhe pelepo see all of meht oexpsde, eilv bcMetah ilwl seme as uerp as nswo in coarniosmp, nad proo acloStdn wlli clal ihm a swete labm wneh ehyt opmaecr imh to me nda my itiinfne lsiev.
MACDUFF Not in the legions Of horrid hell can come a devil more damned In evils to top Macbeth.	FCFMDAU Enve in elhl uoy clntdou fnid a evdil ewrso hant taeMcbh.
MALCOLM I grant him bloody, Luxurious, avaricious, false, deceitful, 60 Sudden, malicious, smacking of every sin That has a name. But theres no bottom, none, In my voluptuousness. Your wives, your daughters, Your matrons, and your maids could not fill up The cistern of my lust, and my desire 65 All continent impediments would oerbear That did oppose my will. Better Macbeth Than such an one to reign.	MALCOLM I datmi htat hse douesmrru, luesrohec, egrdye, ylnig, fleidtecu, ilvtone, islmcuioa, dna lutigy of eeyvr isn tath hsa a enam. utB erteh is no dne, tboalyluse neon, to my lsxaue esirsde. Yruo ieswv, oyur rshetguad, yuro odl enmow, nad oyru onuyg imdas ghtteroe cdluo ton saifsyt my sltu. My edreis ouwdl wrorvepoe lal nrsetaitrs adn oynane who sdoot in my way. It uodwl be teetbr for ceMahtb to ruel hnta ooenesm leki me.
MACDUFF Boundless intemperance In nature is a tyranny. It hath been The untimely emptying of the happy throne 70 And fall of many kings. But fear not yet To take upon you what is yours. You may Convey your pleasures in a spacious plenty And yet seem cold; the time you may so hoodwink. We have willing dames enough. There cannot be 75 That vulture in you to devour so many As will to greatness dedicate themselves, Finding it so inclined.	FFACMUD lsEndes erdeg nda luts in a snma rneuta is a idkn of anyyrtn. It ash cedasu eth dalflnow of mayn snkig. tBu tond be rdfiaa to tkae eth wrnoc taht olnsbeg to ouy. Yuo nca dnfi a ayw to fytiass uory esresdi in screet, hweli ltils giaernpap tvsuiour. ouY anc ceevied yveoerne. ehrTe aer oemr thna eoghnu iilnwgl ownme ruadon. uorY sult ncat spsylboi be so sontrg hatt duyo sue up lla eht oemwn lniilwg to eivg esshtlemev to hte ngik nceo hyte dfni tou he tnsaw htem.
MALCOLM With this there grows In my most ill-composed affection such 80 A stanchless avarice that, were I king, I should cut off the nobles for their lands, Desire his jewels and this others house. And my more-having would be as a sauce To make me hunger more, that I should forge 85 Quarrels unjust against the good and loyal, Destroying them for wealth.	ACLOMLM loAng ithw inegb lluf of tusl, Im losa erlcdynbii deergy. If I bcamee ngki, I dulow eltsa teh lobnes sldna, ankitg wsejel fomr noe guy nad sohesu omfr atronhe. hTe rome I dha, eth rdgereei I ldowu gwor, utlni Id tnniev afles sreulaqr with my godo and laloy ejussctb, rteidgnyos tmeh so I cudol egt my nhsad on ehtri ahwlet.
MACDUFF This avarice Sticks deeper, grows with more pernicious root Than summer-seeming lust, and it hath been The sword of our slain kings. Yet do not fear; 90 Scotland hath foisons to fill up your will, Of your mere own. All these are portable, With other graces weighed.	MFUFCAD hTe geder ueryo aitkgln ubota is sroew nhat ults ubeeacs oyu owtn oowturg it. eerGd ash eenb eth dwnfallo of amny signk. tuB tdon be fiarda. olntcaSd sha heungo seresurat to itayssf oyu out of ruoy now yarol fcrfoes. eheTs bda isqietaul era blabeera ewhn cbanlade satniag ouyr dgoo iseds.
MALCOLM But I have none. The king-becoming graces, As justice, verity, temperance, stableness, 95 Bounty, perseverance, mercy, lowliness, Devotion, patience, courage, fortitude, I have no relish of them but abound In the division of each several crime, Acting it many ways. Nay, had I power, I should 100 Pour the sweet milk of concord into hell, Uproar the universal peace, confound All unity on earth.	MLAMLCO tuB I ndot hvea ayn dgoo dseis. I nodt aevh a crtae of hte iqaulitse a igkn esend, uhsc as jetusci, httur, entmraodoi, iistltbay, rgoeesytin, nsearrvepece, ecmry, yiutihlm, dvtiooen, apticeen, eorugac, dan eaybvrr. tIasnde, I vofewrlo itwh yreev inravotai of all eht dieetffnr isvce. No, if I hda wepor I wuodl kate ordlw pceae nad rthwo it owdn to hlel.
MACDUFF O Scotland, Scotland!	UFDMFCA Oh ncoalStd, lcadoSnt!
MALCOLM If such a one be fit to govern, speak. I am as I have spoken.	MALOCML If neomseo eikl me is tif to be kgni, etl me wnok. I lyarel am lxtayec as I haev eddirbces yslmef to oyu.
MACDUFF Fit to govern? 105 No, not to live.O nation miserable, With an untitled tyrant bloody-sceptered, When shalt thou see thy wholesome days again, Since that the truest issue of thy throne By his own interdiction stands accursed, 110 And does blaspheme his breed?Thy royal father Was a most sainted king. The queen that bore thee, Oftener upon her knees than on her feet, Died every day she lived. Fare thee well! These evils thou repeatst upon thyself 115 Have banished me from Scotland.O my breast, Thy hope ends here!	MADUCFF (to MALCOLM) iFt to be gkin? Yuroe otn tif to live!Oh eraemibls atoinn, eruld by a upgsiurn, omusuerrd artnty, ehnw wlil yuo ees leeucfap dyas ingaa? eTh nma who ahs a lealg irthg to eht nothre is, by ihs wno osaiimsdn, a derusc man nda a eascgdri to the oyral family.uoYr lraoy hartef Dcunna asw a rvsouuit kgin. Your oretmh snetp mroe meit on erh nksee in preyra ahtn seh ddi tdgninas up, and hes devil a efil of lsutboea typei. oGdo-yeb. hTe elivs yuo heva breddices iindse lfroeusy hvea veidrn me out of ctlSdnoa rvorefe. Oh my ehtar, uroy phoe is adde!
MALCOLM Macduff, this noble passion, Child of integrity, hath from my soul Wiped the black scruples, reconciled my thoughts To thy good truth and honor. Devilish Macbeth 120 By many of these trains hath sought to win me Into his power, and modest wisdom plucks me From overcredulous haste. But God above Deal between thee and me, for even now I put myself to thy direction and 125 Unspeak mine own detraction, here abjure The taints and blames I laid upon myself, For strangers to my nature. I am yet Unknown to woman, never was forsworn, Scarcely have coveted what was mine own, 130 At no time broke my faith, would not betray The devil to his fellow, and delight No less in truth than life. My first false speaking Was this upon myself. What I am truly, Is thine and my poor countrys to command.	MLOLMCA fMucadf, tish spotsnaaei tbtursuo, ihcwh sopvre ruyo titrinyeg, ash rveoemd my utodbs batuo uyo dna adem me lziaere that you rlelay rae rotysrtwuth nad rboeaolnh. tahT dievl ctaeMhb has iterd ynam emtis to ikctr me dna lure me iotn hsi orewp, dan urpdecen sprneevt me rfom eniivlgeb pelepo oto cliyuqk. Btu iwht God as my teisnws, I lwli tle lsyfme be giudde by uoy, nda I eatk kcab my nfeniosocs. I kate kacb lal teh bda sntihg I disa baotu ylesmf, eesbacu noen of seoht afslw ear elyrla trap of my trcaehrca. Im lsilt a irngiv. I avhe nvree todl a ile. I rebaly ecra otuab ahwt I aedryal won, tle olena leef luajsoe of thresano ipsoesnsoss. I hvae eenrv nrobke a opsimer. I uotlndw raeybt teh idvle lfihsem. I levo rthtu as umch as I evlo flie. eTh lsie I dlot buoat my cchretara aer aclltuay eht srtfi aefsl swdor I have reve nekspo. eTh oprsne how I lyrlae am is ryead to evers you nad uro roop uyotrcn.
135 Whither indeed, before thy here-approach, Old Siward, with ten thousand warlike men, Already at a point, was setting forth. Now well together, and the chance of goodness Be like our warranted quarrel! Why are you silent?	dIdeen, orefeb uyo evrraid rhee, ldo wdaiSr, wtih ten sautdohn lroidsse aeyadrl rreeppad for altbte, saw iaknmg his wya rhee. woN we wlli itfhg aehtcbM oeethtrg, nad amy teh scncaeh of oru sceuscs be as ertag as eht ietscju of oru ueacs! Wyh ear you itlesn?
MACDUFF 140 Such welcome and unwelcome things at once Tis hard to reconcile.	CAMUFDF Its radh to ekma senes of suhc fdeneitrf sieostr.
Enter a DOCTOR	A COTRDO reestn.
MALCOLM Well, more anon.Comes the king forth, I pray you?	MCAOLML lWel, wlel speak emor soon. (to eht DOCTOR) Is gnKi Edwadr ocmgin uot?
DOCTOR Ay, sir; there are a crew of wretched souls That stay his cure. Their malady convinces 145 The great assay of art, but at his touch Such sanctity hath heaven given his hand They presently amend.	CDOORT eYs, sir. A rcodw of skci lpepoe is iigawtn ofr imh to aehl mhte. rhTei llnssei uodcsnonf eht most edvdnaca cnseeihqut of modern iindmcee, btu wehn he oectsuh mhte, ehty lhea etdlmimieya auseceb of eth pwroe tndgare to mhi by aheven.
MALCOLM I thank you, doctor.	LLCAMOM kanTh ouy, odcrto.
Exit DOCTOR	ehT RODTCO tiexs.
MACDUFF Whats the disease he means?	FAUMFDC tWah adisese is he klignta obatu?
MALCOLM Tis called the evil. A most miraculous work in this good king, 150 Which often since my here-remain in England I have seen him do. How he solicits heaven, Himself best knows, but strangely visited people, All swolln and ulcerous, pitiful to the eye, The mere despair of surgery, he cures, 155 Hanging a golden stamp about their necks, Put on with holy prayers. And, tis spoken,	MAMCOLL sIt lacdel het vile. ddrawsE ialegnh uohct is a alreicm that I evah esen hmi fprorme yanm meist igurnd my stya in Ealdnng. wHo he ecerveis ehtes fisgt from hvenae, oynl he nca say. Btu he scrue leeopp hiwt tnsgera onslitcidnola woenlsl, laeugdp by urcels, nda ufitilp to kool at, aptisent how ear oyednb teh pehl of yberugsry pagincl a dgol nico aodrnu reith cksne and syiang ohyl raseryp vroe meht.
To the succeeding royalty he leaves The healing benediction. With this strange virtue, He hath a heavenly gift of prophecy, 160 And sundry blessings hang about his throne, That speak him full of grace.	hyeT asy thta he ehbtqusea shti btaiily to aelh to ish oayrl datecsesdnn. nolAg hitw thsi sagtrne owrep, he sola ash eth tfig of oycerpph dan uvaoirs htore bliteiisa. llA of eeths gisns kmra hmi as a amn drcega by dGo.
Enter ROSS	ROSS erstne.
MACDUFF See, who comes here?	FCUMADF ohWs atht oingcm vreo rhee?
MALCOLM My countryman, but yet I know him not.	OMAMLLC By ish dress I nca llte she my nouytnrmca, but I dnto rcgezonie ihm.
MACDUFF My ever-gentle cousin, welcome hither.	DCFFAUM My nelob knanmis, ocewmle.
MALCOLM I know him now.Good God, betimes remove 165 The means that makes us strangers!	MMLCAOL I zcgrienoe imh own. Mya doG erlat eth eancsisrcmtcu atth epke us trpaa!
ROSS Sir, amen.	OSRS Hlelo, ris.
MACDUFF Stands Scotland where it did?	CAFMFDU Is odntlaSc hte eams as ehnw I flte it?
ROSS Alas, poor country! Almost afraid to know itself. It cannot Be called our mother, but our grave, where nothing, But who knows nothing, is once seen to smile; 170 Where sighs and groans and shrieks that rend the air Are made, not marked; where violent sorrow seems A modern ecstasy. The dead mans knell Is there scarce asked for who, and good mens lives Expire before the flowers in their caps, 175 Dying or ere they sicken.	RSSO aslA, ruo ropo ycnortu! sIt oto ednghiertf to lkoo at telfsi. danlcSto is no grolne eth anld wreeh we erwe orbn; ist eht alnd eerwh lewl dei. reehW no eno vree meliss xcptee rfo teh olof who wskno nhgtino. eerhW sihsg, ngsaro, and krehssi irp turhogh het ira tbu no noe soicent. Weehr tevloin ororws is a mcoomn tioemno. nWeh the uflrnea slbel igrn, loepep no erongl kas who eidd. dooG nem eid rfeoeb the lrofswe in hteri sapc ltiw. yeTh die robeef yteh vnee lalf kcsi.
MACDUFF Oh, relation Too nice and yet too true!	UACMFDF Oh, oury reorpt is oot ptecio, ubt it usndos so uetr!
MALCOLM Whats the newest grief?	LMMLACO aWth is eht smot reectn snew?
ROSS That of an hours age doth hiss the speaker. Each minute teems a new one.	RSOS nvEe senw an rhou lod is odl eswn. rEevy tinmue ehraotn wufal ginht nhpapes.
MACDUFF How does my wife?	MADFCFU Hwo is my fwie?
ROSS Why, well.	RSOS Sseh ellw.
MACDUFF And all my children?	MDFFCUA dnA all my dhicreln?
ROSS Well too.	SSRO eTyrhe wlel oot.
MACDUFF 180 The tyrant has not battered at their peace?	DCUAMFF ctaeMbh asthn dateatkc hemt?
ROSS No, they were well at peace when I did leave em.	OSSR eTyh wree at aeecp dyaL cdffuaM nda eth crneihld are lewl and at pceea in eth eesns taht tereyh dead. at caeep ewnh I lfet tehm.
MACDUFF Be not a niggard of your speech. How goes t?	CUFAMFD tDon be gtnsyi whti yruo rswdo. stWah the wsne?
ROSS When I came hither to transport the tidings, Which I have heavily borne, there ran a rumor 185 Of many worthy fellows that were out; Which was to my belief witnessed the rather For that I saw the tyrants power afoot. Now is the time of help. Your eye in Scotland Would create soldiers, make our women fight, 190 To doff their dire distresses.	ORSS lheiW I wsa mgcino rhee to ellt ouy my dsa wsen, I ehrda rormsu atth yanm godo nme aer imngra emltsvsehe to ebler angasti Mabhetc. nhWe I wsa shMabect rmya on eht eovm, I ewkn eht usorrm mtsu be etru. oNw is hte meit hwne we dnee yrou elph. orYu rscneepe in ldaScont lduwo rsepnii elpeop to igfht. Even teh wemon luwod thfgi to ird vsmetleseh of sbeatcMh rpoienspos.
MALCOLM Be t their comfort We are coming thither. Gracious England hath Lent us good Siward and ten thousand men; An older and a better soldier none That Christendom gives out.	MCMALOL eLt temh be dofemIormtc rieunnrgt to aSlcdont. icuGrsao Kign dwrEda ahs etsn us belno wSdair adn ten dnasouth seridlos. reehT is no oelrdis reom ieexpceernd or ucssusefcl naht raSidw in eht rteeni iCaisrnht ldwor.
ROSS Would I could answer 195 This comfort with the like. But I have words That would be howled out in the desert air, Where hearing should not latch them.	RSSO I whsi I dcolu yaper hsti papyh ensw wtih ogdo snew of my own. But I heva seom wnes htta usdolh be wedhol in a anrber tseedr wrehe ndboyo nca reha it.
MACDUFF What concern they? The general cause, or is it a fee-grief Due to some single breast?	UFCADMF tWah is this eswn ouabt? esoD it tceaff lal of us? Or tjus noe of us?
ROSS No mind thats honest 200 But in it shares some woe, though the main part Pertains to you alone.	OSRS No dcente nma acn ekep form nsrhiag in teh wsoror, tbu my esnw ffatces uoy nolae.
MACDUFF If it be mine, Keep it not from me. Quickly let me have it.	AFDCFMU If sit fro me, tdon peke it fmor me. Lte me vaeh it won.
ROSS Let not your ears despise my tongue forever, 205 Which shall possess them with the heaviest sound That ever yet they heard.	ORSS I ohpe yuo nwto thae me roreefv tefar I ysa seteh hgntis, caueseb I llwi oosn llif yoru esar ihwt eht omts dfeldrau swen you haev erve hdare.
MACDUFF Hum! I guess at it.	CUADMFF I hnkit I nca gsesu thaw uyeor abotu to asy.
ROSS Your castle is surprised, your wife and babes Savagely slaughtered. To relate the manner, Were, on the quarry of these murdered deer 210 To add the death of you.	ROSS ruoY lcaste aws ctedakta. roYu ifew dna ndricleh rewe vsyaaelg tehsulagerd. If I dotl yuo who yhte wree liekdl, it duowl scaue ouy so cmuh pina thta it wodlu klil you too, dan add uyro bydo to the eipl of mrreeudd pcersso.
MALCOLM Merciful heaven! What, man! Neer pull your hat upon your brows. Give sorrow words. The grief that does not speak Whispers the oerfraught heart and bids it break.	OMALCML flucrMie heanve! (to MACDUFF) omCe on, amn, ntdo epek yrou irgef dneidh. utP oyru rwroso ntio odwrs. heT reigf yuo ekep esindi yuo wlil pewsrhi in uory tehar niult it rbsaek.
MACDUFF My children too?	CFFADUM Thye ldklei my nedihclr oto?
ROSS 215 Wife, children, servants, all that could be found.	SORS Teyh edilkl ruyo wief, yruo icnedrhl, uryo ternsvsa, yonnea hyet udloc nidf.
MACDUFF And I must be from thence! My wife killed too?	AFUMFCD Adn I dha to be aawy! My iefw wsa ldklie oot?
ROSS I have said.	RSOS I disa seh swa.
MALCOLM Be comforted. 220 Lets make us medcines of our great revenge, To cure this deadly grief.	LAMCLOM Tkea tomocrf. steL ercu isht luafw rgefi by itankg grnevee on tMcheba.
MACDUFF He has no children. All my pretty ones? Did you say all? O hell-kite! All? What, all my pretty chickens and their dam 225 At one fell swoop?	FDFAMCU He ensotd avhe dnihlerc. lAl my rtetpy tlltie lidnhrec? idD oyu say all? Oh, that dibr fomr ellh! All of emht? htWa, all my clehirnd dna ihetr htemro ddea in eno lefl powos?
MALCOLM Dispute it like a man.	MAOMLCL htigF it lkei a nam.
MACDUFF I shall do so, But I must also feel it as a man. I cannot but remember such things were 230 That were most precious to me. Did heaven look on, And would not take their part? Sinful Macduff, They were all struck for thee! Naught that I am, Not for their own demerits, but for mine, Fell slaughter on their souls. Heaven rest them now.	DAFCFMU I lilw. tBu I asol ehav to efel it eilk a nam. I atnc lhep nrebmiegmer teh sgihnt that ewre otms rueiocsp to me. dDi envahe cawht eth tualghers dna ont dsne wodn any hpel? nuiSlf Mfdcafu, yeth were llkedi usaeebc of oyu! As dkcewi as I am, htey were leehtugards ebausec of me, ont aucesbe of tnnahigy tyhe ddi. yaM God vige itrhe lsous tser.
MALCOLM 235 Be this the whetstone of your sword. Let grief Convert to anger. Blunt not the heart, enrage it.	OMMACLL Let hist egnar phrsnae uryo ordsw. oanmTrrsf yoru gferi nito ernag. otDn clbok het ifesnleg in oryu areht; tel mhet losoe as gera.
MACDUFF Oh, I could play the woman with mine eyes And braggart with my tongue! But, gentle heavens, Cut short all intermission. Front to front 240 Bring thou this fiend of Scotland and myself. Within my swords length set him; if he scape, Heaven forgive him too.	MACFFUD I oculd go on npiwege keli a mnawo nda griggabn oubta owh I lwli egnvea ehmt! utB telgne aseehnv, tdno eepk me itnawgi. iBrgn me caef to feca twih ehcabMt, thta ldvie of ocdaStnl. Ptu hmi iiwhnt teh hcrea of my rosdw, dna if he secsepa, yam navhee foriegv ihm as llwe!
MALCOLM This tune goes manly. Come, go we to the king. Our power is ready; Our lack is nothing but our leave. Macbeth 245 Is ripe for shaking, and the powers above Put on their instruments. Receive what cheer you may. The night is long that never finds the day.	AOMCMLL oNw oyu dsuon leik a nam. eomC on, lest go see nigK Edrdaw. hTe ymra is deyar. All we vhae to do won is say godobey to eht gkni. ebcthMa is erip orf hte ipcgnik. eWll be cntgia as sGod neasgt. eerhC up as uchm as you nca. A new yda lwli come at lsat.
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Enter MALCOLM and MACDUFF	MLCAMOL nad AFFUDMC nrete.
MALCOLM Let us seek out some desolate shade and there Weep our sad bosoms empty.	AOCMLML Ltse seek tuo omes dshay leacp rehwe we can tsi wnod onela dan cyr uor hetsar uot.
MACDUFF Let us rather Hold fast the mortal sword and, like good men, Bestride our downfalln birthdom. Each new morn 5 New widows howl, new orphans cry, new sorrows Strike heaven on the face, that it resounds As if it felt with Scotland and yelled out Like syllable of dolor.	AMUCDFF nastdeI of cringy, ltse peek hdlo of uor dwsosr dan eeddnf our llfane donmhlae eilk erbholona nem. chaE day nwe wwisod hwlo, nwe aphsnor cry, dan new wsrsroo pals nvahee in eht eacf, nltui it usdosn klie vneeha lteisf lesef ldotSncsa iusngah dna rsasecm in aipn.
MALCOLM What I believe Ill wail; What know believe, and what I can redress, 10 As I shall find the time to friend, I will. What you have spoke, it may be so perchance. This tyrant, whose sole name blisters our tongues, Was once thought honest. You have loved him well. He hath not touched you yet. I am young, but something 15 You may deserve of him through me, and wisdom To offer up a weak, poor, innocent lamb T appease an angry god.	OALMMCL I ilwl vngeea wtvehaer I ibeelev is gonrw. ndA llI evbleei rhetvwae Im rsue is uetr. ndA llI tup hirtg vheetarw I anc nwhe teh etmi eocms. Waht ouy tsuj siad yma pheasrp be uert. isTh tytnra, wehso emre amen is so awful it shutr us to asy it, saw nceo esconidedr an etsohn nam. uoY rwee one of ish eaovfrsti. He snaht dnoe nhnyiagt to hram you ety. Im rdpnenixceiee, tbu eymba yruoe nlaginnp to nwi csbhteaM aforv by nybgritae me to mih. It dulwo be mrats to efrfo esomeon roop dan notnicen leki me as a airfiaclics abml to syitfas an ranyg dgo ikel cehabMt.
MACDUFF I am not treacherous.	DFMUCFA I am nto asrheotuecr.
MALCOLM But Macbeth is. 20 A good and virtuous nature may recoil In an imperial charge. But I shall crave your pardon. That which you are, my thoughts cannot transpose. Angels are bright still, though the brightest fell. Though all things foul would wear the brows of grace, 25 Yet grace must still look so.	LOACMLM Btu catbMhe is. vEen omsenoe hwti a ogdo dna svoriuut tnuear htmgi gvei way to a alory codmamn. utB I gbe oyur daornp. My rasfe ncat altlcuay meka uoy ivle. geslnA aer stlli trihbg eevn oguhht rifecLu, eth itgrhsbet lagne, lefl ofmr nhevae. venE thguho gtenhvreyi levi twans to kloo dgoo, oogd llsit sha to loko good too.
MACDUFF I have lost my hopes.	FDFCUAM I hvea ltso my oehp of vicnicnnog oyu to itfhg aainsgt atMcbeh.
MALCOLM Perchance even there where I did find my doubts. Why in that rawness left you wife and child, Those precious motives, those strong knots of love, Without leave-taking? I pray you, 30 Let not my jealousies be your dishonors, But mine own safeties. You may be rightly just, Whatever I shall think.	AMMLLOC yabeM oyu lsot uyor oseph butoa me rehew I fudno my uosdtb ubtoa oyu. yhW ddi yuo aeelv oyur efwi and ldhci lbeueranhvtel somt urcpoesi nhsitg in oruy ifel, setho gsotnr dnosb of lveo? wHo oucdl you aleve mhte ibndhe? tBu I gbe ouy, ntod netetiprr my issconpsui as edsalnr asnitga yuo. oYu sumt enutrddnsa ahtt I wtan to trtcoep yelmsf. Yuo yma arlely be teshno, no tmaetr awth I nhkti.
MACDUFF Bleed, bleed, poor country! Great tyranny, lay thou thy basis sure, For goodness dare not check thee. Wear thou thy wrongs; 35 The title is affeered.Fare thee well, lord. I would not be the villain that thou thinkst For the whole space thats in the tyrants grasp, And the rich East to boot.	AFCFUDM deleB, bedel, poor urcnoty! etarG anrytt, go adeah dna bdilu floersyu up, aeeusbc oodg ppeole aer afdira to snadt up to uyo. Enoyj viheeytgrn uyo slteo, euebcas uory eiltt is sfae! raFellew, dorl. I luowntd be het lnivlai uyo kntih I am enev if I ewre efforde lal of hebctsaM ikogdmn and eht iscreh of het Esta too.
MALCOLM Be not offended. I speak not as in absolute fear of you. 40 I think our country sinks beneath the yoke. It weeps, it bleeds, and each new day a gash Is added to her wounds. I think withal There would be hands uplifted in my right; And here from gracious England have I offer 45 Of goodly thousands. But, for all this, When I shall tread upon the tyrants head, Or wear it on my sword, yet my poor country Shall have more vices than it had before, More suffer, and more sundry ways than ever, 50 By him that shall succeed.	MALLMOC Dton be nddfoeef. I nodt cepyltelom titsdrus oyu. I do hknti doacStnl is nkinisg udrne cbsMteah pesopionrs. rOu tcrynuo epwse, it sleedb, nad eahc ady a ershf tcu is ddeda to hre snuodw. I also kihnt ehert dlowu be anmy people lgniliw to thifg rof me. heT snhgilE ehav pmrdeios me soundasht of prtoso. tuB vene so, wehn I avhe hcbsMate head nerud my toof, or utksc on eht den of my osdrw, etnh my oorp ortyucn llwi be udlagep by sewor leiv hnat it saw eeofbr. It wlil frfues eosrw nad in oerm awsy htna veer ndrue eth igenr of het ngki owh slofwol cbaehMt.
MACDUFF What should he be?	FDAUFMC oWh era you gikanlt otabu?
MALCOLM It is myself I mean, in whom I know All the particulars of vice so grafted That, when they shall be opened, black Macbeth Will seem as pure as snow, and the poor state 55 Esteem him as a lamb, being compared With my confineless harms.	MOLMALC Im lgitnka ubtao myslfe. I nwko I ahev so anym cvies ttha wnhe pelepo see all of meht oexpsde, eilv bcMetah ilwl seme as uerp as nswo in coarniosmp, nad proo acloStdn wlli clal ihm a swete labm wneh ehyt opmaecr imh to me nda my itiinfne lsiev.
MACDUFF Not in the legions Of horrid hell can come a devil more damned In evils to top Macbeth.	FCFMDAU Enve in elhl uoy clntdou fnid a evdil ewrso hant taeMcbh.
MALCOLM I grant him bloody, Luxurious, avaricious, false, deceitful, 60 Sudden, malicious, smacking of every sin That has a name. But theres no bottom, none, In my voluptuousness. Your wives, your daughters, Your matrons, and your maids could not fill up The cistern of my lust, and my desire 65 All continent impediments would oerbear That did oppose my will. Better Macbeth Than such an one to reign.	MALCOLM I datmi htat hse douesmrru, luesrohec, egrdye, ylnig, fleidtecu, ilvtone, islmcuioa, dna lutigy of eeyvr isn tath hsa a enam. utB erteh is no dne, tboalyluse neon, to my lsxaue esirsde. Yruo ieswv, oyur rshetguad, yuro odl enmow, nad oyru onuyg imdas ghtteroe cdluo ton saifsyt my sltu. My edreis ouwdl wrorvepoe lal nrsetaitrs adn oynane who sdoot in my way. It uodwl be teetbr for ceMahtb to ruel hnta ooenesm leki me.
MACDUFF Boundless intemperance In nature is a tyranny. It hath been The untimely emptying of the happy throne 70 And fall of many kings. But fear not yet To take upon you what is yours. You may Convey your pleasures in a spacious plenty And yet seem cold; the time you may so hoodwink. We have willing dames enough. There cannot be 75 That vulture in you to devour so many As will to greatness dedicate themselves, Finding it so inclined.	FFACMUD lsEndes erdeg nda luts in a snma rneuta is a idkn of anyyrtn. It ash cedasu eth dalflnow of mayn snkig. tBu tond be rdfiaa to tkae eth wrnoc taht olnsbeg to ouy. Yuo nca dnfi a ayw to fytiass uory esresdi in screet, hweli ltils giaernpap tvsuiour. ouY anc ceevied yveoerne. ehrTe aer oemr thna eoghnu iilnwgl ownme ruadon. uorY sult ncat spsylboi be so sontrg hatt duyo sue up lla eht oemwn lniilwg to eivg esshtlemev to hte ngik nceo hyte dfni tou he tnsaw htem.
MALCOLM With this there grows In my most ill-composed affection such 80 A stanchless avarice that, were I king, I should cut off the nobles for their lands, Desire his jewels and this others house. And my more-having would be as a sauce To make me hunger more, that I should forge 85 Quarrels unjust against the good and loyal, Destroying them for wealth.	ACLOMLM loAng ithw inegb lluf of tusl, Im losa erlcdynbii deergy. If I bcamee ngki, I dulow eltsa teh lobnes sldna, ankitg wsejel fomr noe guy nad sohesu omfr atronhe. hTe rome I dha, eth rdgereei I ldowu gwor, utlni Id tnniev afles sreulaqr with my godo and laloy ejussctb, rteidgnyos tmeh so I cudol egt my nhsad on ehtri ahwlet.
MACDUFF This avarice Sticks deeper, grows with more pernicious root Than summer-seeming lust, and it hath been The sword of our slain kings. Yet do not fear; 90 Scotland hath foisons to fill up your will, Of your mere own. All these are portable, With other graces weighed.	MFUFCAD hTe geder ueryo aitkgln ubota is sroew nhat ults ubeeacs oyu owtn oowturg it. eerGd ash eenb eth dwnfallo of amny signk. tuB tdon be fiarda. olntcaSd sha heungo seresurat to itayssf oyu out of ruoy now yarol fcrfoes. eheTs bda isqietaul era blabeera ewhn cbanlade satniag ouyr dgoo iseds.
MALCOLM But I have none. The king-becoming graces, As justice, verity, temperance, stableness, 95 Bounty, perseverance, mercy, lowliness, Devotion, patience, courage, fortitude, I have no relish of them but abound In the division of each several crime, Acting it many ways. Nay, had I power, I should 100 Pour the sweet milk of concord into hell, Uproar the universal peace, confound All unity on earth.	MLAMLCO tuB I ndot hvea ayn dgoo dseis. I nodt aevh a crtae of hte iqaulitse a igkn esend, uhsc as jetusci, httur, entmraodoi, iistltbay, rgoeesytin, nsearrvepece, ecmry, yiutihlm, dvtiooen, apticeen, eorugac, dan eaybvrr. tIasnde, I vofewrlo itwh yreev inravotai of all eht dieetffnr isvce. No, if I hda wepor I wuodl kate ordlw pceae nad rthwo it owdn to hlel.
MACDUFF O Scotland, Scotland!	UFDMFCA Oh ncoalStd, lcadoSnt!
MALCOLM If such a one be fit to govern, speak. I am as I have spoken.	MALOCML If neomseo eikl me is tif to be kgni, etl me wnok. I lyarel am lxtayec as I haev eddirbces yslmef to oyu.
MACDUFF Fit to govern? 105 No, not to live.O nation miserable, With an untitled tyrant bloody-sceptered, When shalt thou see thy wholesome days again, Since that the truest issue of thy throne By his own interdiction stands accursed, 110 And does blaspheme his breed?Thy royal father Was a most sainted king. The queen that bore thee, Oftener upon her knees than on her feet, Died every day she lived. Fare thee well! These evils thou repeatst upon thyself 115 Have banished me from Scotland.O my breast, Thy hope ends here!	MADUCFF (to MALCOLM) iFt to be gkin? Yuroe otn tif to live!Oh eraemibls atoinn, eruld by a upgsiurn, omusuerrd artnty, ehnw wlil yuo ees leeucfap dyas ingaa? eTh nma who ahs a lealg irthg to eht nothre is, by ihs wno osaiimsdn, a derusc man nda a eascgdri to the oyral family.uoYr lraoy hartef Dcunna asw a rvsouuit kgin. Your oretmh snetp mroe meit on erh nksee in preyra ahtn seh ddi tdgninas up, and hes devil a efil of lsutboea typei. oGdo-yeb. hTe elivs yuo heva breddices iindse lfroeusy hvea veidrn me out of ctlSdnoa rvorefe. Oh my ehtar, uroy phoe is adde!
MALCOLM Macduff, this noble passion, Child of integrity, hath from my soul Wiped the black scruples, reconciled my thoughts To thy good truth and honor. Devilish Macbeth 120 By many of these trains hath sought to win me Into his power, and modest wisdom plucks me From overcredulous haste. But God above Deal between thee and me, for even now I put myself to thy direction and 125 Unspeak mine own detraction, here abjure The taints and blames I laid upon myself, For strangers to my nature. I am yet Unknown to woman, never was forsworn, Scarcely have coveted what was mine own, 130 At no time broke my faith, would not betray The devil to his fellow, and delight No less in truth than life. My first false speaking Was this upon myself. What I am truly, Is thine and my poor countrys to command.	MLOLMCA fMucadf, tish spotsnaaei tbtursuo, ihcwh sopvre ruyo titrinyeg, ash rveoemd my utodbs batuo uyo dna adem me lziaere that you rlelay rae rotysrtwuth nad rboeaolnh. tahT dievl ctaeMhb has iterd ynam emtis to ikctr me dna lure me iotn hsi orewp, dan urpdecen sprneevt me rfom eniivlgeb pelepo oto cliyuqk. Btu iwht God as my teisnws, I lwli tle lsyfme be giudde by uoy, nda I eatk kcab my nfeniosocs. I kate kacb lal teh bda sntihg I disa baotu ylesmf, eesbacu noen of seoht afslw ear elyrla trap of my trcaehrca. Im lsilt a irngiv. I avhe nvree todl a ile. I rebaly ecra otuab ahwt I aedryal won, tle olena leef luajsoe of thresano ipsoesnsoss. I hvae eenrv nrobke a opsimer. I uotlndw raeybt teh idvle lfihsem. I levo rthtu as umch as I evlo flie. eTh lsie I dlot buoat my cchretara aer aclltuay eht srtfi aefsl swdor I have reve nekspo. eTh oprsne how I lyrlae am is ryead to evers you nad uro roop uyotrcn.
135 Whither indeed, before thy here-approach, Old Siward, with ten thousand warlike men, Already at a point, was setting forth. Now well together, and the chance of goodness Be like our warranted quarrel! Why are you silent?	dIdeen, orefeb uyo evrraid rhee, ldo wdaiSr, wtih ten sautdohn lroidsse aeyadrl rreeppad for altbte, saw iaknmg his wya rhee. woN we wlli itfhg aehtcbM oeethtrg, nad amy teh scncaeh of oru sceuscs be as ertag as eht ietscju of oru ueacs! Wyh ear you itlesn?
MACDUFF 140 Such welcome and unwelcome things at once Tis hard to reconcile.	CAMUFDF Its radh to ekma senes of suhc fdeneitrf sieostr.
Enter a DOCTOR	A COTRDO reestn.
MALCOLM Well, more anon.Comes the king forth, I pray you?	MCAOLML lWel, wlel speak emor soon. (to eht DOCTOR) Is gnKi Edwadr ocmgin uot?
DOCTOR Ay, sir; there are a crew of wretched souls That stay his cure. Their malady convinces 145 The great assay of art, but at his touch Such sanctity hath heaven given his hand They presently amend.	CDOORT eYs, sir. A rcodw of skci lpepoe is iigawtn ofr imh to aehl mhte. rhTei llnssei uodcsnonf eht most edvdnaca cnseeihqut of modern iindmcee, btu wehn he oectsuh mhte, ehty lhea etdlmimieya auseceb of eth pwroe tndgare to mhi by aheven.
MALCOLM I thank you, doctor.	LLCAMOM kanTh ouy, odcrto.
Exit DOCTOR	ehT RODTCO tiexs.
MACDUFF Whats the disease he means?	FAUMFDC tWah adisese is he klignta obatu?
MALCOLM Tis called the evil. A most miraculous work in this good king, 150 Which often since my here-remain in England I have seen him do. How he solicits heaven, Himself best knows, but strangely visited people, All swolln and ulcerous, pitiful to the eye, The mere despair of surgery, he cures, 155 Hanging a golden stamp about their necks, Put on with holy prayers. And, tis spoken,	MAMCOLL sIt lacdel het vile. ddrawsE ialegnh uohct is a alreicm that I evah esen hmi fprorme yanm meist igurnd my stya in Ealdnng. wHo he ecerveis ehtes fisgt from hvenae, oynl he nca say. Btu he scrue leeopp hiwt tnsgera onslitcidnola woenlsl, laeugdp by urcels, nda ufitilp to kool at, aptisent how ear oyednb teh pehl of yberugsry pagincl a dgol nico aodrnu reith cksne and syiang ohyl raseryp vroe meht.
To the succeeding royalty he leaves The healing benediction. With this strange virtue, He hath a heavenly gift of prophecy, 160 And sundry blessings hang about his throne, That speak him full of grace.	hyeT asy thta he ehbtqusea shti btaiily to aelh to ish oayrl datecsesdnn. nolAg hitw thsi sagtrne owrep, he sola ash eth tfig of oycerpph dan uvaoirs htore bliteiisa. llA of eeths gisns kmra hmi as a amn drcega by dGo.
Enter ROSS	ROSS erstne.
MACDUFF See, who comes here?	FCUMADF ohWs atht oingcm vreo rhee?
MALCOLM My countryman, but yet I know him not.	OMAMLLC By ish dress I nca llte she my nouytnrmca, but I dnto rcgezonie ihm.
MACDUFF My ever-gentle cousin, welcome hither.	DCFFAUM My nelob knanmis, ocewmle.
MALCOLM I know him now.Good God, betimes remove 165 The means that makes us strangers!	MMLCAOL I zcgrienoe imh own. Mya doG erlat eth eancsisrcmtcu atth epke us trpaa!
ROSS Sir, amen.	OSRS Hlelo, ris.
MACDUFF Stands Scotland where it did?	CAFMFDU Is odntlaSc hte eams as ehnw I flte it?
ROSS Alas, poor country! Almost afraid to know itself. It cannot Be called our mother, but our grave, where nothing, But who knows nothing, is once seen to smile; 170 Where sighs and groans and shrieks that rend the air Are made, not marked; where violent sorrow seems A modern ecstasy. The dead mans knell Is there scarce asked for who, and good mens lives Expire before the flowers in their caps, 175 Dying or ere they sicken.	RSSO aslA, ruo ropo ycnortu! sIt oto ednghiertf to lkoo at telfsi. danlcSto is no grolne eth anld wreeh we erwe orbn; ist eht alnd eerwh lewl dei. reehW no eno vree meliss xcptee rfo teh olof who wskno nhgtino. eerhW sihsg, ngsaro, and krehssi irp turhogh het ira tbu no noe soicent. Weehr tevloin ororws is a mcoomn tioemno. nWeh the uflrnea slbel igrn, loepep no erongl kas who eidd. dooG nem eid rfeoeb the lrofswe in hteri sapc ltiw. yeTh die robeef yteh vnee lalf kcsi.
MACDUFF Oh, relation Too nice and yet too true!	UACMFDF Oh, oury reorpt is oot ptecio, ubt it usndos so uetr!
MALCOLM Whats the newest grief?	LMMLACO aWth is eht smot reectn snew?
ROSS That of an hours age doth hiss the speaker. Each minute teems a new one.	RSOS nvEe senw an rhou lod is odl eswn. rEevy tinmue ehraotn wufal ginht nhpapes.
MACDUFF How does my wife?	MADFCFU Hwo is my fwie?
ROSS Why, well.	RSOS Sseh ellw.
MACDUFF And all my children?	MDFFCUA dnA all my dhicreln?
ROSS Well too.	SSRO eTyrhe wlel oot.
MACDUFF 180 The tyrant has not battered at their peace?	DCUAMFF ctaeMbh asthn dateatkc hemt?
ROSS No, they were well at peace when I did leave em.	OSSR eTyh wree at aeecp dyaL cdffuaM nda eth crneihld are lewl and at pceea in eth eesns taht tereyh dead. at caeep ewnh I lfet tehm.
MACDUFF Be not a niggard of your speech. How goes t?	CUFAMFD tDon be gtnsyi whti yruo rswdo. stWah the wsne?
ROSS When I came hither to transport the tidings, Which I have heavily borne, there ran a rumor 185 Of many worthy fellows that were out; Which was to my belief witnessed the rather For that I saw the tyrants power afoot. Now is the time of help. Your eye in Scotland Would create soldiers, make our women fight, 190 To doff their dire distresses.	ORSS lheiW I wsa mgcino rhee to ellt ouy my dsa wsen, I ehrda rormsu atth yanm godo nme aer imngra emltsvsehe to ebler angasti Mabhetc. nhWe I wsa shMabect rmya on eht eovm, I ewkn eht usorrm mtsu be etru. oNw is hte meit hwne we dnee yrou elph. orYu rscneepe in ldaScont lduwo rsepnii elpeop to igfht. Even teh wemon luwod thfgi to ird vsmetleseh of sbeatcMh rpoienspos.
MALCOLM Be t their comfort We are coming thither. Gracious England hath Lent us good Siward and ten thousand men; An older and a better soldier none That Christendom gives out.	MCMALOL eLt temh be dofemIormtc rieunnrgt to aSlcdont. icuGrsao Kign dwrEda ahs etsn us belno wSdair adn ten dnasouth seridlos. reehT is no oelrdis reom ieexpceernd or ucssusefcl naht raSidw in eht rteeni iCaisrnht ldwor.
ROSS Would I could answer 195 This comfort with the like. But I have words That would be howled out in the desert air, Where hearing should not latch them.	RSSO I whsi I dcolu yaper hsti papyh ensw wtih ogdo snew of my own. But I heva seom wnes htta usdolh be wedhol in a anrber tseedr wrehe ndboyo nca reha it.
MACDUFF What concern they? The general cause, or is it a fee-grief Due to some single breast?	UFCADMF tWah is this eswn ouabt? esoD it tceaff lal of us? Or tjus noe of us?
ROSS No mind thats honest 200 But in it shares some woe, though the main part Pertains to you alone.	OSRS No dcente nma acn ekep form nsrhiag in teh wsoror, tbu my esnw ffatces uoy nolae.
MACDUFF If it be mine, Keep it not from me. Quickly let me have it.	AFDCFMU If sit fro me, tdon peke it fmor me. Lte me vaeh it won.
ROSS Let not your ears despise my tongue forever, 205 Which shall possess them with the heaviest sound That ever yet they heard.	ORSS I ohpe yuo nwto thae me roreefv tefar I ysa seteh hgntis, caueseb I llwi oosn llif yoru esar ihwt eht omts dfeldrau swen you haev erve hdare.
MACDUFF Hum! I guess at it.	CUADMFF I hnkit I nca gsesu thaw uyeor abotu to asy.
ROSS Your castle is surprised, your wife and babes Savagely slaughtered. To relate the manner, Were, on the quarry of these murdered deer 210 To add the death of you.	ROSS ruoY lcaste aws ctedakta. roYu ifew dna ndricleh rewe vsyaaelg tehsulagerd. If I dotl yuo who yhte wree liekdl, it duowl scaue ouy so cmuh pina thta it wodlu klil you too, dan add uyro bydo to the eipl of mrreeudd pcersso.
MALCOLM Merciful heaven! What, man! Neer pull your hat upon your brows. Give sorrow words. The grief that does not speak Whispers the oerfraught heart and bids it break.	OMALCML flucrMie heanve! (to MACDUFF) omCe on, amn, ntdo epek yrou irgef dneidh. utP oyru rwroso ntio odwrs. heT reigf yuo ekep esindi yuo wlil pewsrhi in uory tehar niult it rbsaek.
MACDUFF My children too?	CFFADUM Thye ldklei my nedihclr oto?
ROSS 215 Wife, children, servants, all that could be found.	SORS Teyh edilkl ruyo wief, yruo icnedrhl, uryo ternsvsa, yonnea hyet udloc nidf.
MACDUFF And I must be from thence! My wife killed too?	AFUMFCD Adn I dha to be aawy! My iefw wsa ldklie oot?
ROSS I have said.	RSOS I disa seh swa.
MALCOLM Be comforted. 220 Lets make us medcines of our great revenge, To cure this deadly grief.	LAMCLOM Tkea tomocrf. steL ercu isht luafw rgefi by itankg grnevee on tMcheba.
MACDUFF He has no children. All my pretty ones? Did you say all? O hell-kite! All? What, all my pretty chickens and their dam 225 At one fell swoop?	FDFAMCU He ensotd avhe dnihlerc. lAl my rtetpy tlltie lidnhrec? idD oyu say all? Oh, that dibr fomr ellh! All of emht? htWa, all my clehirnd dna ihetr htemro ddea in eno lefl powos?
MALCOLM Dispute it like a man.	MAOMLCL htigF it lkei a nam.
MACDUFF I shall do so, But I must also feel it as a man. I cannot but remember such things were 230 That were most precious to me. Did heaven look on, And would not take their part? Sinful Macduff, They were all struck for thee! Naught that I am, Not for their own demerits, but for mine, Fell slaughter on their souls. Heaven rest them now.	DAFCFMU I lilw. tBu I asol ehav to efel it eilk a nam. I atnc lhep nrebmiegmer teh sgihnt that ewre otms rueiocsp to me. dDi envahe cawht eth tualghers dna ont dsne wodn any hpel? nuiSlf Mfdcafu, yeth were llkedi usaeebc of oyu! As dkcewi as I am, htey were leehtugards ebausec of me, ont aucesbe of tnnahigy tyhe ddi. yaM God vige itrhe lsous tser.
MALCOLM 235 Be this the whetstone of your sword. Let grief Convert to anger. Blunt not the heart, enrage it.	OMMACLL Let hist egnar phrsnae uryo ordsw. oanmTrrsf yoru gferi nito ernag. otDn clbok het ifesnleg in oryu areht; tel mhet losoe as gera.
MACDUFF Oh, I could play the woman with mine eyes And braggart with my tongue! But, gentle heavens, Cut short all intermission. Front to front 240 Bring thou this fiend of Scotland and myself. Within my swords length set him; if he scape, Heaven forgive him too.	MACFFUD I oculd go on npiwege keli a mnawo nda griggabn oubta owh I lwli egnvea ehmt! utB telgne aseehnv, tdno eepk me itnawgi. iBrgn me caef to feca twih ehcabMt, thta ldvie of ocdaStnl. Ptu hmi iiwhnt teh hcrea of my rosdw, dna if he secsepa, yam navhee foriegv ihm as llwe!
MALCOLM This tune goes manly. Come, go we to the king. Our power is ready; Our lack is nothing but our leave. Macbeth 245 Is ripe for shaking, and the powers above Put on their instruments. Receive what cheer you may. The night is long that never finds the day.	AOMCMLL oNw oyu dsuon leik a nam. eomC on, lest go see nigK Edrdaw. hTe ymra is deyar. All we vhae to do won is say godobey to eht gkni. ebcthMa is erip orf hte ipcgnik. eWll be cntgia as sGod neasgt. eerhC up as uchm as you nca. A new yda lwli come at lsat.
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