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Well, all you need to do is to complete your profile on the User Settings page, authenticate via Strava in the Integrations and start running. Activities uploaded to STRAVA are automatically sent to Mathletics.
Note that your STRAVA activity is counted only if it is made public in STRAVA.
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For this semester, Mathletics takes place from 22. 3. till 30. 6. 2021.
For each recorded activity you will score some points. Then you need to place in top 10 in any category to win a prize. See What can I win? section for more information about prizes.
The score is computed by a sophisticated formula that takes in account your activity distance, pace and elevation gain and also your sex.
First three places in every category win valuable gift basket form MFF.
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This season there is five disciplines all together.
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| read_eurocordex_files | R Documentation |
read actual data from netCDF files
read_eurocordex_files(dir, fImport, idxStations, varname)
dir |
string: file direcotory |
fImport |
data.frame: containing columns filename, read_idx_start, and read_idx_count |
idxStations |
data.frame: containing columns station_name, idx_lon, and idx_lat |
varname |
variable name to import |
data.frame with first column "time" and last column "time_posix". further columns in between are denoted according to idxStations$station_name; each row contains data of one time step
# Used by `read_eurocordex_data`. Please look into that function's code for a usage example.


Contents
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Index
Phenote User's Guide
What is Phenote?
Advantages to Annotation with Ontolgies
Bugs and Troubleshooting
Licensing Information
Getting Started
Phenote from the Command Line
Ontologies included with Phenote
Running Phenote for the First Time
Exiting Phenote
The Phenote Interface
Menu Bars
Data Entry
Term Info
Annotation Spreadsheet
Changing your Configuration
Using Filters
Loading/Saving Annotations
Introduction to Data Adapters
Loading & Saving
The PhenoXML adapter
The PhenoSyntax Adapter
The Tag-Value Adapter
The Tab-Delimited Adapter
Creating Annotations
Editing Functions
Entering data into Free-Text fields
Entering data into Ontology Fields
Term Composition/Refinement
Changing your Autocompletion Settings
Sample Annotations
Information for Developers
Writing a Data Adapter
Connecting to a Database
Adding configurability
What to do after Phenote
I've entered my data, now what?
Other Uses for Phenote
Customizing Phenote
What is a Configuration?
How To Edit a Configuration File
Sample Configuration 1
Sample Configuration 2
XML skeleton
The phenote-configuration Tag
The tab Tag
The dataadapter Tag
The master-to-local-config Tag
The field Tag
The ontology Tag
The auto-update-ontologies Tag
The update-timer Tag
The term-history Tag
Appendix
An Introduction to OBO Ontologies
Basic Concepts and Vocabulary


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Working as a front-end (ReactJS) web developer.
Worked as a front-end (ReactJS) web developer on admin portal that is used by merchants of vending machines.
Setup a launch control system for the car using Arduino Mega using on-board DAQ systems.
GSM Module installation to upload real time data to cloud storage.
GPS system to acquire data of car position and behaviour in real time to better interpret data from other systems.
Neural Networks and Deep Learning by deeplearning.ai on
Coursera.
Certificate earned on Sunday, February 18, 2018
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PerMallows: Permutations and Mallows Distributions
Includes functions to work with the Mallows and Generalized Mallows
Models. The considered distances are Kendall's-tau, Cayley, Hamming and Ulam
and it includes functions for making inference, sampling and learning such
distributions, some of which are novel in the literature. As a by-product,
PerMallows also includes operations for permutations, paying special attention
to those related with the Kendall's-tau, Cayley, Ulam and Hamming distances. It
is also possible to generate random permutations at a given distance, or with
a given number of inversions, or cycles, or fixed points or even with a given
length on LIS (longest increasing subsequence).
| Version: |
1.13 |
| Depends: |
Rcpp (≥ 0.10.3) |
| Imports: |
utils |
| LinkingTo: |
Rcpp |
| Published: |
2017-04-28 |
| Author: |
Ekhine Irurozki, Borja Calvo, Jose A. Lozano |
| Maintainer: |
Ekhine Irurozki <ekhine.irurozqui at ehu.eus> |
| License: |
GPL-2 | GPL-3 [expanded from: GPL (≥ 2)] |
| NeedsCompilation: |
yes |
| Citation: |
PerMallows citation info |
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Figure 1) - Raw microgravity occupations from the campaign are shown below. The individual points can be clicked to toggle them on & off.
Figure 2) - A weighted least squares inversion is applied to the data. No corrections are applied to the data: the microgravity values are taken as is from the input. The effective gravity benchmarks between the anchor and bencharks has been removed. Solutions can be exported by clicking the exporting button in the top-right corner of the graph. The order of the drift can be changed and subtracted from the data to center around zero. An optional data tare beyond a particular sample can be enabled in the top menu.


Thunder and lightning. Enter three WitchesFirst Witch
When shall we three meet againSecond Witch
In thunder, lightning, or in rain?
When the hurlyburly's done,Third Witch
When the battle's lost and won.
That will be ere the set of sun.First Witch
Where the place?Second Witch
Upon the heath.Third Witch
There to meet with Macbeth.First Witch
I come, Graymalkin!Second Witch
Paddock calls.Third Witch
Anon.ALL
Fair is foul, and foul is fair:
Hover through the fog and filthy air.
Exeunt
Alarum within.  He can report,MALCOLM
As seemeth by his plight, of the revolt
The newest state.
This is the sergeantSergeant
Who like a good and hardy soldier fought
'Gainst my captivity. Hail, brave friend!
Say to the king the knowledge of the broil
As thou didst leave it.
Doubtful it stood;DUNCAN
As two spent swimmers, that do cling together
And choke their art.
O valiant cousin! worthy gentleman!Sergeant
As whence the sun 'gins his reflectionDUNCAN
Shipwrecking storms and direful thunders break,
So from that spring whence comfort seem'd to come
Discomfort swells. Mark, king of Scotland, mark:
No sooner justice had with valour arm'd
Compell'd these skipping kerns to trust their heels,
But the Norweyan lord surveying vantage,
With furbish'd arms and new supplies of men
Began a fresh assault.
Dismay'd not thisSergeant
Our captains, Macbeth and Banquo?
Yes;DUNCAN
As sparrows eagles, or the hare the lion.
If I say sooth, I must report they were
As cannons overcharged with double cracks, so they
Doubly redoubled strokes upon the foe:
Except they meant to bathe in reeking wounds,
Or memorise another Golgotha,
I cannot tell.
But I am faint, my gashes cry for help.
So well thy words become thee as thy wounds;MALCOLM
They smack of honour both. Go get him surgeons.
Exit Sergeant, attended
Who comes here?
Enter ROSS
The worthy thane of Ross.LENNOX
What a haste looks through his eyes! So should he lookROSS
That seems to speak things strange.
God save the king!DUNCAN
Whence camest thou, worthy thane?ROSS
From Fife, great king;DUNCAN
Where the Norweyan banners flout the sky
And fan our people cold. Norway himself,
With terrible numbers,
Assisted by that most disloyal traitor
The thane of Cawdor, began a dismal conflict;
Till that Bellona's bridegroom, lapp'd in proof,
Confronted him with self-comparisons,
Point against point rebellious, arm 'gainst arm.
Curbing his lavish spirit: and, to conclude,
The victory fell on us.
Great happiness!ROSS
That nowDUNCAN
Sweno, the Norways' king, craves composition:
Nor would we deign him burial of his men
Till he disbursed at Saint Colme's inch
Ten thousand dollars to our general use.
No more that thane of Cawdor shall deceiveROSS
Our bosom interest: go pronounce his present death,
And with his former title greet Macbeth.
I'll see it done.DUNCAN
What he hath lost noble Macbeth hath won.
Exeunt
Thunder. Enter the three WitchesFirst Witch
Where hast thou been, sister?Second Witch
Killing swine.Third Witch
Sister, where thou?First Witch
A sailor's wife had chestnuts in her lap,Second Witch
And munch'd, and munch'd, and munch'd:--
'Give me,' quoth I:
'Aroint thee, witch!' the rump-fed ronyon cries.

I'll give thee a wind.First Witch
Thou'rt kind.Third Witch
And I another.First Witch
I myself have all the other,Second Witch
And the very ports they blow,
All the quarters that they know
I' the shipman's card.
I will drain him dry as hay:
Sleep shall neither night nor day
Hang upon his pent-house lid;
He shall live a man forbid:
Weary se'nnights nine times nine
Shall he dwindle, peak and pine:
Though his bark cannot be lost,
Yet it shall be tempest-tost.
Look what I have.
Show me, show me.First Witch
Here I have a pilot's thumb,Third Witch
Wreck'd as homeward he did come.
Drum within
A drum, a drum!ALL
Macbeth doth come.
The weird sisters, hand in hand,MACBETH
Posters of the sea and land,
Thus do go about, about:
Thrice to thine and thrice to mine
And thrice again, to make up nine.
Peace! the charm's wound up.
Enter MACBETH and BANQUO
So foul and fair a day I have not seen.BANQUO
How far is't call'd to Forres? What are theseMACBETH
So wither'd and so wild in their attire,
That look not like the inhabitants o' the earth,
And yet are on't? Live you? or are you aught
That man may question?
Speak, if you can: what are you?First Witch
All hail, Macbeth! hail to thee, thane of Glamis!Second Witch
All hail, Macbeth, hail to thee, thane of Cawdor!Third Witch
All hail, Macbeth, thou shalt be king hereafter!BANQUO
Good sir, why do you start; and seem to fearFirst Witch
Things that do sound so fair? I' the name of truth,
Are ye fantastical, or that indeed
Which outwardly ye show? My noble partner
You greet with present grace and great prediction
Of noble having and of royal hope,
That he seems rapt withal: to me you speak not.
If you can look into the seeds of time,
And say which grain will grow and which will not,
Speak then to me, who neither beg nor fear
Your favours nor your hate.

Banquo and Macbeth, all hail!MACBETH
Stay, you imperfect speakers, tell me more:BANQUO
By Sinel's death I know I am thane of Glamis;
But how of Cawdor? the thane of Cawdor lives,
A prosperous gentleman; and to be king
Stands not within the prospect of belief,
No more than to be Cawdor. Say from whence
You owe this strange intelligence? or why
Upon this blasted heath you stop our way
With such prophetic greeting? Speak, I charge you.
Witches vanish
The earth hath bubbles, as the water has,MACBETH
And these are of them. Whither are they vanish'd?
Into the air; and what seem'd corporal meltedBANQUO
As breath into the wind. Would they had stay'd!
Were such things here as we do speak about?MACBETH
Or have we eaten on the insane root
That takes the reason prisoner?
Your children shall be kings.BANQUO
You shall be king.MACBETH
And thane of Cawdor too: went it not so?BANQUO
To the selfsame tune and words. Who's here?ROSS
Enter ROSS and ANGUS
The king hath happily received, Macbeth,ANGUS
The news of thy success; and when he reads
Thy personal venture in the rebels' fight,
His wonders and his praises do contend
Which should be thine or his: silenced with that,
In viewing o'er the rest o' the selfsame day,
He finds thee in the stout Norweyan ranks,
Nothing afeard of what thyself didst make,
Strange images of death. As thick as hail
Came post with post; and every one did bear
Thy praises in his kingdom's great defence,
And pour'd them down before him.
We are sentROSS
To give thee from our royal master thanks;
Only to herald thee into his sight,
Not pay thee.
And, for an earnest of a greater honour,BANQUO
He bade me, from him, call thee thane of Cawdor:
In which addition, hail, most worthy thane!
For it is thine.
What, can the devil speak true?MACBETH
The thane of Cawdor lives: why do you dress meANGUS
In borrow'd robes?
Who was the thane lives yet;MACBETH
But under heavy judgment bears that life
Which he deserves to lose. Whether he was combined
With those of Norway, or did line the rebel
With hidden help and vantage, or that with both
He labour'd in his country's wreck, I know not;
But treasons capital, confess'd and proved,
Have overthrown him.
[Aside] Glamis, and thane of Cawdor!BANQUO
The greatest is behind.
To ROSS and ANGUS
Thanks for your pains.
To BANQUO
Do you not hope your children shall be kings,
When those that gave the thane of Cawdor to me
Promised no less to them?
That trusted homeMACBETH
Might yet enkindle you unto the crown,
Besides the thane of Cawdor. But 'tis strange:
And oftentimes, to win us to our harm,
The instruments of darkness tell us truths,
Win us with honest trifles, to betray's
In deepest consequence.
Cousins, a word, I pray you.
[Aside] Two truths are told,BANQUO
As happy prologues to the swelling act
Of the imperial theme.--I thank you, gentlemen.
Aside
Cannot be ill, cannot be good: if ill,
Why hath it given me earnest of success,
Commencing in a truth? I am thane of Cawdor:
If good, why do I yield to that suggestion
Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair
And make my seated heart knock at my ribs,
Against the use of nature? Present fears
Are less than horrible imaginings:
My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical,
Shakes so my single state of man that function
Is smother'd in surmise, and nothing is
But what is not.
Look, how our partner's rapt.MACBETH
[Aside] If chance will have me king, why, chance may crown me,BANQUO
Without my stir.
New horrors come upon him,MACBETH
Like our strange garments, cleave not to their mould
But with the aid of use.
[Aside] Come what come may,BANQUO
Time and the hour runs through the roughest day.
 Kind gentlemen, your pains
Are register'd where every day I turn
The leaf to read them. Let us toward the king.
Think upon what hath chanced, and, at more time,
The interim having weigh'd it, let us speak
Our free hearts each to other.
Very gladly.MACBETH
Till then, enough. Come, friends.
Exeunt
Flourish. Enter DUNCAN, MALCOLM, DONALBAIN, LENNOX, and AttendantsDUNCAN
Is execution done on Cawdor? Are notMALCOLM
Those in commission yet return'd?
My liege,DUNCAN
They are not yet come back. But I have spoke
With one that saw him die: who did report
That very frankly he confess'd his treasons,
Implored your highness' pardon and set forth
A deep repentance: nothing in his life
Became him like the leaving it; he died
As one that had been studied in his death
To throw away the dearest thing he owed,
As 'twere a careless trifle.
There's no artMACBETH
To find the mind's construction in the face:
He was a gentleman on whom I built
An absolute trust.
Enter MACBETH, BANQUO, ROSS, and ANGUS
O worthiest cousin!
The sin of my ingratitude even now
Was heavy on me: thou art so far before
That swiftest wing of recompense is slow
To overtake thee. Would thou hadst less deserved,
That the proportion both of thanks and payment
Might have been mine! only I have left to say,
More is thy due than more than all can pay.
The service and the loyalty I owe,DUNCAN
In doing it, pays itself. Your highness' part
Is to receive our duties; and our duties
Are to your throne and state children and servants,
Which do but what they should, by doing every thing
Safe toward your love and honour.
Welcome hither:BANQUO
I have begun to plant thee, and will labour
To make thee full of growing. Noble Banquo,
That hast no less deserved, nor must be known
No less to have done so, let me enfold thee
And hold thee to my heart.
There if I grow,DUNCAN
The harvest is your own.
My plenteous joys,MACBETH
Wanton in fulness, seek to hide themselves
In drops of sorrow. Sons, kinsmen, thanes,
And you whose places are the nearest, know
We will establish our estate upon
Our eldest, Malcolm, whom we name hereafter
The Prince of Cumberland; which honour must
Not unaccompanied invest him only,
But signs of nobleness, like stars, shall shine
On all deservers. From hence to Inverness,
And bind us further to you.
The rest is labour, which is not used for you:DUNCAN
I'll be myself the harbinger and make joyful
The hearing of my wife with your approach;
So humbly take my leave.
My worthy Cawdor!MACBETH
[Aside] The Prince of Cumberland! that is a stepDUNCAN
On which I must fall down, or else o'erleap,
For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires;
Let not light see my black and deep desires:
The eye wink at the hand; yet let that be,
Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.
Exit
True, worthy Banquo; he is full so valiant,
And in his commendations I am fed;
It is a banquet to me. Let's after him,
Whose care is gone before to bid us welcome:
It is a peerless kinsman.
Flourish. Exeunt
Enter LADY MACBETH, reading a letterLADY MACBETH
'They met me in the day of success: and I haveMessenger
learned by the perfectest report, they have more in
them than mortal knowledge. When I burned in desire
to question them further, they made themselves air,
into which they vanished. Whiles I stood rapt in
the wonder of it, came missives from the king, who
all-hailed me 'Thane of Cawdor;' by which title,
before, these weird sisters saluted me, and referred
me to the coming on of time, with 'Hail, king that
shalt be!' This have I thought good to deliver
thee, my dearest partner of greatness, that thou
mightst not lose the dues of rejoicing, by being
ignorant of what greatness is promised thee. Lay it
to thy heart, and farewell.'
Glamis thou art, and Cawdor; and shalt be
What thou art promised: yet do I fear thy nature;
It is too full o' the milk of human kindness
To catch the nearest way: thou wouldst be great;
Art not without ambition, but without
The illness should attend it: what thou wouldst highly,
That wouldst thou holily; wouldst not play false,
And yet wouldst wrongly win: thou'ldst have, great Glamis,
That which cries 'Thus thou must do, if thou have it;
And that which rather thou dost fear to do
Than wishest should be undone.' Hie thee hither,
That I may pour my spirits in thine ear;
And chastise with the valour of my tongue
All that impedes thee from the golden round,
Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem
To have thee crown'd withal.
Enter a Messenger
What is your tidings?
The king comes here to-night.LADY MACBETH
Thou'rt mad to say it:Messenger
Is not thy master with him? who, were't so,
Would have inform'd for preparation.
So please you, it is true: our thane is coming:LADY MACBETH
One of my fellows had the speed of him,
Who, almost dead for breath, had scarcely more
Than would make up his message.
Give him tending;MACBETH
He brings great news.
Exit Messenger
The raven himself is hoarse
That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan
Under my battlements.   Come, thick night,
And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell,
That my keen knife see not the wound it makes,
Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark,
To cry 'Hold, hold!'
Enter MACBETH
Great Glamis! worthy Cawdor!
Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter!
Thy letters have transported me beyond
This ignorant present, and I feel now
The future in the instant.
My dearest love,LADY MACBETH
Duncan comes here to-night.
And when goes hence?MACBETH
To-morrow, as he purposes.LADY MACBETH
O, neverMACBETH
Shall sun that morrow see!
Your face, my thane, is as a book where men
May read strange matters.  He that's coming
Must be provided for: and you shall put
This night's great business into my dispatch;
Which shall to all our nights and days to come
Give solely sovereign sway and masterdom.
We will speak further.LADY MACBETH
Only look up clear;
To alter favour ever is to fear:
Leave all the rest to me.
Exeunt
Hautboys and torches. Enter DUNCAN, MALCOLM, DONALBAIN, BANQUO, LENNOX, MACDUFF, ROSS, ANGUS, and AttendantsDUNCAN
This castle hath a pleasant seat; the airBANQUO
Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself
Unto our gentle senses.
This guest of summer,DUNCAN
The temple-haunting martlet, does approve,
By his loved mansionry, that the heaven's breath
Smells wooingly here: no jutty, frieze,
Buttress, nor coign of vantage, but this bird
Hath made his pendent bed and procreant cradle:
Where they most breed and haunt, I have observed,
The air is delicate.
Enter LADY MACBETH
See, see, our honour'd hostess!LADY MACBETH
The love that follows us sometime is our trouble,
Which still we thank as love. Herein I teach you
How you shall bid God 'ild us for your pains,
And thank us for your trouble.
All our serviceDUNCAN
In every point twice done and then done double
Were poor and single business to contend
Against those honours deep and broad wherewith
Your majesty loads our house: for those of old,
And the late dignities heap'd up to them,
We rest your hermits.
Where's the thane of Cawdor?LADY MACBETH
We coursed him at the heels, and had a purpose
To be his purveyor: but he rides well;
And his great love, sharp as his spur, hath holp him
To his home before us. Fair and noble hostess,
We are your guest to-night.
Your servants everDUNCAN
Have theirs, themselves and what is theirs, in compt,
To make their audit at your highness' pleasure,
Still to return your own.
Give me your hand;
Conduct me to mine host: we love him highly,
And shall continue our graces towards him.
By your leave, hostess.
Exeunt
Hautboys and torches. Enter a Sewer, and divers Servants with dishes and service, and pass over the stage. Then enter MACBETHMACBETH
If it were done when 'tis done, then 'twere wellLADY MACBETH
It were done quickly: if the assassination
Could trammel up the consequence, and catch
With his surcease success; that but this blow
Might be the be-all and the end-all here,
But here, upon this bank and shoal of time,
We'ld jump the life to come. But in these cases
We still have judgment here; that we but teach
Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return
To plague the inventor: this even-handed justice
Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice
To our own lips. He's here in double trust;
First, as I am his kinsman and his subject,
Strong both against the deed; then, as his host,
Who should against his murderer shut the door,
Not bear the knife myself. Besides, this Duncan
Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been
So clear in his great office, that his virtues
Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against
The deep damnation of his taking-off;
And pity, like a naked new-born babe,
Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubim, horsed
Upon the sightless couriers of the air,
Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye,
That tears shall drown the wind. I have no spur
To prick the sides of my intent, but only
Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself
And falls on the other.
Enter LADY MACBETH
How now! what news?
He has almost supp'd: why have you left the chamber?MACBETH
Hath he ask'd for me?LADY MACBETH
Know you not he has?MACBETH
We will proceed no further in this business:LADY MACBETH
He hath honour'd me of late; and I have bought
Golden opinions from all sorts of people,
Which would be worn now in their newest gloss,
Not cast aside so soon.
Was the hope drunkMACBETH
Wherein you dress'd yourself? hath it slept since?
And wakes it now, to look so green and pale
At what it did so freely? From this time
Such I account thy love. Art thou afeard
To be the same in thine own act and valour
As thou art in desire?
Prithee, peace:LADY MACBETH
I dare do all that may become a man;
Who dares do more is none.
What beast was't, then,MACBETH
That made you break this enterprise to me?
When you durst do it, then you were a man;
And, to be more than what you were, you would
Be so much more the man. Nor time nor place
Did then adhere, and yet you would make both:
They have made themselves, and that their fitness now
Does unmake you.
If we should fail?LADY MACBETH
We fail!MACBETH
But screw your courage to the sticking-place,
And we'll not fail. When Duncan is asleep--
Whereto the rather shall his day's hard journey
Soundly invite him--his two chamberlains
Will I with wine and wassail so convince
That memory, the warder of the brain,
Shall be a fume, and the receipt of reason
A limbeck only: when in swinish sleep
Their drenched natures lie as in a death,
What cannot you and I perform upon
The unguarded Duncan? what not put upon
His spongy officers, who shall bear the guilt
Of our great quell?
Bring forth men-children only;LADY MACBETH
For thy undaunted mettle should compose
Nothing but males. Will it not be received,
When we have mark'd with blood those sleepy two
Of his own chamber and used their very daggers,
That they have done't?
Who dares receive it other,MACBETH
As we shall make our griefs and clamour roar
Upon his death?
I am settled, and bend up
Each corporal agent to this terrible feat.
Away, and mock the time with fairest show:
False face must hide what the false heart doth know.
Exeunt
Enter BANQUO, and FLEANCE bearing a torch before himBANQUO
How goes the night, boy?FLEANCE
The moon is down; I have not heard the clock.BANQUO
And she goes down at twelve.FLEANCE
I take't, 'tis later, sir.BANQUO
Hold, take my sword. There's husbandry in heaven;MACBETH
Their candles are all out. Take thee that too.
A heavy summons lies like lead upon me,
And yet I would not sleep: merciful powers,
Restrain in me the cursed thoughts that nature
Gives way to in repose!
Enter MACBETH, and a Servant with a torch
Give me my sword.
Who's there?
A friend.BANQUO
What, sir, not yet at rest? The king's a-bed:MACBETH
He hath been in unusual pleasure, and
Sent forth great largess to your offices.

Being unprepared,BANQUO
Our will became the servant to defect;
Which else should free have wrought.
All's well.MACBETH
I dreamt last night of the three weird sisters:
To you they have show'd some truth.
I think not of them:BANQUO
Yet, when we can entreat an hour to serve,
We would spend it in some words upon that business,
If you would grant the time.
At your kind'st leisure.MACBETH
If you shall cleave to my consent, when 'tis,BANQUO
It shall make honour for you.
So I lose noneMACBETH
In seeking to augment it, but still keep
My bosom franchised and allegiance clear,
I shall be counsell'd.
Good repose the while!BANQUO
Thanks, sir: the like to you!MACBETH
Exeunt BANQUO and FLEANCE
Go bid thy mistress, when my drink is ready,
She strike upon the bell. Get thee to bed.
Exit Servant
Is this a dagger which I see before me,
The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee.
I have thee not, and yet I see thee still.
Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible
To feeling as to sight? or art thou but
A dagger of the mind, a false creation,
Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
I see thee yet, in form as palpable
As this which now I draw.
Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going;
And such an instrument I was to use.
Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses,
Or else worth all the rest; I see thee still,
And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood,
Which was not so before.  Now o'er the one halfworld
Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse
The curtain'd sleep; witchcraft celebrates
Pale Hecate's offerings, and wither'd murder,
Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf,
Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace.
With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design
Moves like a ghost. Thou sure and firm-set earth,
Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear
Thy very stones prate of my whereabout,
And take the present horror from the time,
Which now suits with it. Whiles I threat, he lives:
Words to the heat of deeds too cold breath gives.
A bell rings
I go, and it is done; the bell invites me.
Hear it not, Duncan; for it is a knell
That summons thee to heaven or to hell.
Exit
Enter LADY MACBETHLADY MACBETH
That which hath made them drunk hath made me bold;MACBETH
What hath quench'd them hath given me fire.
Hark! Peace!
It was the owl that shriek'd, the fatal bellman,
Which gives the stern'st good-night. He is about it:
The doors are open; and the surfeited grooms
Do mock their charge with snores: I have drugg'd
their possets,
That death and nature do contend about them,
Whether they live or die.
[Within] Who's there? what, ho!LADY MACBETH
Alack, I am afraid they have awaked,MACBETH
And 'tis not done. The attempt and not the deed
Confounds us. Hark! I laid their daggers ready;
He could not miss 'em. Had he not resembled
My father as he slept, I had done't.
Enter MACBETH
My husband!
I have done the deed. Didst thou not hear a noise?LADY MACBETH
I heard the owl scream and the crickets cry.MACBETH
Did not you speak?
When?LADY MACBETH
Now.MACBETH
As I descended?LADY MACBETH
Ay.MACBETH
Hark!LADY MACBETH
Who lies i' the second chamber?
Donalbain.MACBETH
This is a sorry sight.LADY MACBETH
Looking on his hands
A foolish thought, to say a sorry sight.MACBETH
There's one did laugh in's sleep, and one criedLADY MACBETH
'Murder!'
That they did wake each other: I stood and heard them:
But they did say their prayers, and address'd them
Again to sleep.
There are two lodged together.MACBETH
One cried 'God bless us!' and 'Amen' the other;LADY MACBETH
As they had seen me with these hangman's hands.
Listening their fear, I could not say 'Amen,'
When they did say 'God bless us!'
Consider it not so deeply.MACBETH
But wherefore could not I pronounce 'Amen'?LADY MACBETH
I had most need of blessing, and 'Amen'
Stuck in my throat.
These deeds must not be thoughtMACBETH
After these ways; so, it will make us mad.

Who was it that thus cried? Why, worthy thane,MACBETH
You do unbend your noble strength, to think
So brainsickly of things.
Why did you bring these daggers from the place?

I'll go no more:LADY MACBETH
I am afraid to think what I have done;
Look on't again I dare not.
Infirm of purpose!MACBETH
Give me the daggers: the sleeping and the dead
Are but as pictures: 'tis the eye of childhood
That fears a painted devil. If he do bleed,
I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal;
For it must seem their guilt.
Exit. Knocking within
Whence is that knocking?LADY MACBETH
How is't with me, when every noise appals me?
What hands are here? ha! they pluck out mine eyes.
Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood
Clean from my hand? No, this my hand will rather
The multitudinous seas in incarnadine,
Making the green one red.
Re-enter LADY MACBETH
My hands are of your colour; but I shameMACBETH
To wear a heart so white.
Knocking within
I hear a knocking
At the south entry: retire we to our chamber;
A little water clears us of this deed:
How easy is it, then! Your constancy
Hath left you unattended.
Knocking within
Hark! more knocking.
 Be not lost
So poorly in your thoughts.
To know my deed, 'twere best not know myself.
Knocking within
Wake Duncan with thy knocking! I would thou couldst!
Exeunt
Knocking within. Enter a PorterPorter
Here's a knocking indeed! If aMACDUFF
man were porter of hell-gate, he should have
old turning the key.
Knocking within
Knock,
knock, knock! Who's there, i' the name of
Beelzebub? Here's a farmer, that hanged
himself on the expectation of plenty: come in
time; have napkins enow about you; here
you'll sweat for't.
Knocking within
Knock,
knock! Who's there, in the other devil's
name? Faith, here's an equivocator, that could
swear in both the scales against either scale;
who committed treason enough for God's sake,
yet could not equivocate to heaven: O, come
in, equivocator.
Knocking within
Knock,
knock, knock! Who's there? Faith, here's an
English tailor come hither, for stealing out of
a French hose: come in, tailor; here you may
roast your goose.
Knocking within
Knock,
knock; never at quiet! What are you? But
this place is too cold for hell. I'll devil-porter
it no further: I had thought to have let in
some of all professions that go the primrose
way to the everlasting bonfire.
Knocking within
Anon, anon! I pray you, remember the porter.
Opens the gate
Enter MACDUFF and LENNOX
Was it so late, friend, ere you went to bed,Porter
That you do lie so late?
'Faith sir, we were carousing till theMACDUFF
second cock: and drink, sir, is a great
provoker of three things.
What three things does drink especially provoke?Porter
Marry, sir, nose-painting, sleep, andMACDUFF
urine. Lechery, sir, it provokes, and unprovokes;
it provokes the desire, but it takes
away the performance: therefore, much drink
may be said to be an equivocator with lechery:
it makes him, and it mars him; it sets
him on, and it takes him off; it persuades him,
and disheartens him; makes him stand to, and
not stand to; in conclusion, equivocates him
in a sleep, and, giving him the lie, leaves him.
I believe drink gave thee the lie last night.Porter
That it did, sir, i' the very throat onMACDUFF
me: but I requited him for his lie; and, I
think, being too strong for him, though he took
up my legs sometime, yet I made a shift to cast
him.
Is thy master stirring?LENNOX
Enter MACBETH
Our knocking has awaked him; here he comes.
Good morrow, noble sir.MACBETH
Good morrow, both.MACDUFF
Is the king stirring, worthy thane?MACBETH
Not yet.MACDUFF
He did command me to call timely on him:MACBETH
I have almost slipp'd the hour.
I'll bring you to him.MACDUFF
I know this is a joyful trouble to you;MACBETH
But yet 'tis one.
The labour we delight in physics pain.MACDUFF
This is the door.
I'll make so bold to call,LENNOX
For 'tis my limited service.
Exit
Goes the king hence to-day?MACBETH
He does: he did appoint so.LENNOX
The night has been unruly: where we lay,MACBETH
Our chimneys were blown down; and, as they say,
Lamentings heard i' the air; strange screams of death,
And prophesying with accents terrible
Of dire combustion and confused events
New hatch'd to the woeful time: the obscure bird
Clamour'd the livelong night: some say, the earth
Was feverous and did shake.
'Twas a rough night.LENNOX
My young remembrance cannot parallelMACDUFF
A fellow to it.
Re-enter MACDUFF
O horror, horror, horror! Tongue nor heartMACBETH LENNOX
Cannot conceive nor name thee!
What's the matter.MACDUFF
Confusion now hath made his masterpiece!MACBETH
Most sacrilegious murder hath broke ope
The Lord's anointed temple, and stole thence
The life o' the building!

Exeunt MACBETH and LENNOX
Awake, awake!
Ring the alarum-bell. Murder and treason!
Banquo and Donalbain! Malcolm! awake!
Shake off this downy sleep, death's counterfeit,
And look on death itself! up, up, and see
The great doom's image! Malcolm! Banquo!
As from your graves rise up, and walk like sprites,
To countenance this horror! Ring the bell.
Bell rings
Enter LADY MACBETH
What's the business,MACDUFF
That such a hideous trumpet calls to parley
The sleepers of the house? speak, speak!
O gentle lady,LADY MACBETH
'Tis not for you to hear what I can speak:
The repetition, in a woman's ear,
Would murder as it fell.
Enter BANQUO
O Banquo, Banquo,
Our royal master 's murder'd!
Woe, alas!BANQUO
What, in our house?
Too cruel any where.MACBETH
Dear Duff, I prithee, contradict thyself,
And say it is not so.
Re-enter MACBETH and LENNOX, with ROSS
Had I but died an hour before this chance,DONALBAIN
I had lived a blessed time; for, from this instant,
There 's nothing serious in mortality:
All is but toys: renown and grace is dead;
The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees
Is left this vault to brag of.
Enter MALCOLM and DONALBAIN
What is amiss?MACBETH
You are, and do not know't:MACDUFF
The spring, the head, the fountain of your blood
Is stopp'd; the very source of it is stopp'd.
Your royal father 's murder'd.MALCOLM
O, by whom?LENNOX
Those of his chamber, as it seem'd, had done 't:MACBETH
Their hands and faces were an badged with blood;
So were their daggers, which unwiped we found
Upon their pillows:
They stared, and were distracted; no man's life
Was to be trusted with them.

Wherefore did you so?MACBETH
Who can be wise, amazed, temperate and furious,LADY MACBETH
Loyal and neutral, in a moment? No man:
The expedition my violent love
Outrun the pauser, reason. Here lay Duncan,
His silver skin laced with his golden blood;
And his gash'd stabs look'd like a breach in nature
For ruin's wasteful entrance: there, the murderers,
Steep'd in the colours of their trade, their daggers
Unmannerly breech'd with gore: who could refrain,
That had a heart to love, and in that heart
Courage to make 's love kno wn?
Help me hence, ho!MACDUFF
Look to the lady.MALCOLM
[Aside to DONALBAIN] Why do we hold our tongues,DONALBAIN
That most may claim this argument for ours?
[Aside to MALCOLM] What should be spoken here,MALCOLM
where our fate,
Hid in an auger-hole, may rush, and seize us?
Let 's away;
Our tears are not yet brew'd.
[Aside to DONALBAIN] Nor our strong sorrowBANQUO
Upon the foot of motion.
 Fears and scruples shake us:
In the great hand of God I stand; and thence
Against the undivulged pretence I fight
Of treasonous malice.
And so do I.ALL
So all.MACBETH
Let's briefly put on manly readiness,ALL
And meet i' the hall together.
Well contented.MALCOLM
Exeunt all but Malcolm and Donalbain.
What will you do? Let's not consort with them:DONALBAIN
To show an unfelt sorrow is an office
Which the false man does easy. I'll to England.
To Ireland, I; our separated fortuneMALCOLM
Shall keep us both the safer: where we are,
There's daggers in men's smiles: the near in blood,
The nearer bloody.
This murderous shaft that's shot
Hath not yet lighted, and our safest way
Is to avoid the aim. Therefore, to horse;
And let us not be dainty of leave-taking,
But shift away: there's warrant in that theft
Which steals itself, when there's no mercy left.
Exeunt
Enter ROSS and an old ManOld Man
Threescore and ten I can remember well:ROSS
Within the volume of which time I have seen
Hours dreadful and things strange; but this sore night
Hath trifled former knowings.

'Tis unnatural,ROSS
Even like the deed that's done. On Tuesday last,
A falcon, towering in her pride of place,
Was by a mousing owl hawk'd at and kill'd.
And Duncan's horses--a thing most strange and certain--Old Man
Beauteous and swift, the minions of their race,
Turn'd wild in nature, broke their stalls, flung out,
Contending 'gainst obedience, as they would make
War with mankind.
'Tis said they eat each other.ROSS
They did so, to the amazement of mine eyesMACDUFF
That look'd upon't. Here comes the good Macduff.
Enter MACDUFF
How goes the world, sir, now?
Why, see you not?ROSS
Is't known who did this more than bloody deed?MACDUFF
Those that Macbeth hath slain.ROSS
Alas, the day!MACDUFF
What good could they pretend?
They were suborn'd:ROSS
Malcolm and Donalbain, the king's two sons,
Are stol'n away and fled; which puts upon them
Suspicion of the deed.
'Gainst nature still!MACDUFF
Thriftless ambition, that wilt ravin up
Thine own life's means! Then 'tis most like
The sovereignty will fall upon Macbeth.
He is already named, and gone to SconeROSS
To be invested.
Where is Duncan's body?MACDUFF
Carried to Colmekill,ROSS
The sacred storehouse of his predecessors,
And guardian of their bones.
Will you to Scone?MACDUFF
No, cousin, I'll to Fife.ROSS
Well, I will thither.MACDUFF
Well, may you see things well done there: adieu!ROSS
Lest our old robes sit easier than our new!
Farewell, father.Old Man
God's benison go with you; and with those
That would make good of bad, and friends of foes!
Exeunt
Enter BANQUOBANQUO
Thou hast it now: king, Cawdor, Glamis, all,MACBETH
As the weird women promised, and, I fear,
Thou play'dst most foully for't: yet it was said
It should not stand in thy posterity,
But that myself should be the root and father
Of many kings. If there come truth from them--
As upon thee, Macbeth, their speeches shine--
Why, by the verities on thee made good,
May they not be my oracles as well,
And set me up in hope? But hush! no more.
Sennet sounded. Enter MACBETH, as king, LADY MACBETH, as queen, LENNOX, ROSS, Lords, Ladies, and Attendants
Here's our chief guest.LADY MACBETH
If he had been forgotten,MACBETH
It had been as a gap in our great feast,
And all-thing unbecoming.
To-night we hold a solemn supper sir,BANQUO
And I'll request your presence.
Let your highnessMACBETH
Command upon me; to the which my duties
Are with a most indissoluble tie
For ever knit.
Ride you this afternoon?BANQUO
Ay, my good lord.MACBETH
We should have else desired your good advice,BANQUO
Which still hath been both grave and prosperous,
In this day's council; but we'll take to-morrow.
Is't far you ride?
As far, my lord, as will fill up the timeMACBETH
'Twixt this and supper: go not my horse the better,
I must become a borrower of the night
For a dark hour or twain.
Fail not our feast.BANQUO
My lord, I will not.MACBETH
We hear, our bloody cousins are bestow'dBANQUO
In England and in Ireland, not confessing
Their cruel parricide, filling their hearers
With strange invention: but of that to-morrow,
When therewithal we shall have cause of state
Craving us jointly. Hie you to horse: adieu,
Till you return at night. Goes Fleance with you?
Ay, my good lord: our time does call upon 's.MACBETH
I wish your horses swift and sure of foot;ATTENDANT
And so I do commend you to their backs. Farewell.

Exeunt all but MACBETH, and an attendant
Sirrah, a word with you: attend those men
Our pleasure?
They are, my lord, without the palace gate.MACBETH
Bring them before us.First Murderer
Exit Attendant
To be thus is nothing;
But to be safely thus.--Our fears in Banquo
Stick deep; and in his royalty of nature
Reigns that which would be fear'd: 'tis much he dares;
And, to that dauntless temper of his mind,
He hath a wisdom that doth guide his valour
To act in safety. There is none but he
Whose being I do fear: and, under him,
My Genius is rebuked; as, it is said,
Mark Antony's was by Caesar. He chid the sisters
When first they put the name of king upon me,
And bade them speak to him: then prophet-like
They hail'd him father to a line of kings:
Upon my head they placed a fruitless crown,
And put a barren sceptre in my gripe,
Thence to be wrench'd with an unlineal hand,
No son of mine succeeding. If 't be so,
For Banquo's issue have I filed my mind;
For them the gracious Duncan have I murder'd;
Put rancours in the vessel of my peace
Only for them; and mine eternal jewel
Given to the common enemy of man,
To make them kings, the seed of Banquo kings!
Rather than so, come fate into the list.
And champion me to the utterance! Who's there!
Re-enter Attendant, with two Murderers
Now go to the door, and stay there till we call.
Exit Attendant
Was it not yesterday we spoke together?
It was, so please your highness.MACBETH
Well then, nowFirst Murderer
Have you consider'd of my speeches? Know
That it was he in the times past which held you
So under fortune, which you thought had been
Our innocent self: this I made good to you
In our last conference, pass'd in probation with you,
How you were borne in hand, how cross'd,
the instruments,
Who wrought with them, and all things else that might
To half a soul and to a notion crazed
Say 'Thus did Banquo.'
You made it known to us.MACBETH
I did so, and went further, which is nowFirst Murderer
Our point of second meeting. Do you find
Your patience so predominant in your nature
That you can let this go? Are you so gospell'd
To pray for this good man and for his issue,
Whose heavy hand hath bow'd you to the grave
And beggar'd yours for ever?
We are men, my liege.MACBETH
Ay, in the catalogue ye go for men;Second Murderer
As hounds and greyhounds, mongrels, spaniels, curs,
Shoughs, water-rugs and demi-wolves, are clept
All by the name of dogs: the valued file
Distinguishes the swift, the slow, the subtle,
The housekeeper, the hunter, every one
According to the gift which bounteous nature
Hath in him closed; whereby he does receive
Particular addition. from the bill
That writes them all alike: and so of men.
Now, if you have a station in the file,
Not i' the worst rank of manhood, say 't;
And I will put that business in your bosoms,
Whose execution takes your enemy off,
Grapples you to the heart and love of us,
Who wear our health but sickly in his life,
Which in his death were perfect.
I am one, my liege,First Murderer
Whom the vile blows and buffets of the world
Have so incensed that I am reckless what
I do to spite the world.
And I anotherMACBETH
So weary with disasters, tugg'd with fortune,
That I would set my lie on any chance,
To mend it, or be rid on't.
Both of youBoth Murderers
Know Banquo was your enemy.
True, my lord.MACBETH
So is he mine; and in such bloody distance,Second Murderer
That every minute of his being thrusts
Against my near'st of life: and though I could
With barefaced power sweep him from my sight
And bid my will avouch it, yet I must not,
For certain friends that are both his and mine,
Whose loves I may not drop, but wail his fall
Who I myself struck down; and thence it is,
That I to your assistance do make love,
Masking the business from the common eye
For sundry weighty reasons.
We shall, my lord,First Murderer
Perform what you command us.
Though our lives--MACBETH
Your spirits shine through you. Within this hour at mostBoth Murderers
I will advise you where to plant yourselves;
Acquaint you with the perfect spy o' the time,
The moment on't; for't must be done to-night,
And something from the palace; always thought
That I require a clearness: and with him--
To leave no rubs nor botches in the work--
Fleance his son, that keeps him company,
Whose absence is no less material to me
Than is his father's, must embrace the fate
Of that dark hour. Resolve yourselves apart:
I'll come to you anon.
We are resolved, my lord.MACBETH
I'll call upon you straight: abide within.
Exeunt Murderers
It is concluded. Banquo, thy soul's flight,
If it find heaven, must find it out to-night.
Exit
Enter LADY MACBETH and a ServantLADY MACBETH
Is Banquo gone from court?Servant
Ay, madam, but returns again to-night.LADY MACBETH
Say to the king, I would attend his leisureServant
For a few words.
Madam, I will.LADY MACBETH
Exit
Nought's had, all's spent,MACBETH
Where our desire is got without content:
'Tis safer to be that which we destroy
Than by destruction dwell in doubtful joy.
Enter MACBETH
How now, my lord! why do you keep alone,
Of sorriest fancies your companions making,
Using those thoughts which should indeed have died
With them they think on? Things without all remedy
Should be without regard: what's done is done.
We have scotch'd the snake, not kill'd it:LADY MACBETH
She'll close and be herself, whilst our poor malice
Remains in danger of her former tooth.
But let the frame of things disjoint, both the
worlds suffer,
Ere we will eat our meal in fear and sleep
In the affliction of these terrible dreams
That shake us nightly: better be with the dead,
Whom we, to gain our peace, have sent to peace,
Than on the torture of the mind to lie
In restless ecstasy. Duncan is in his grave;
After life's fitful fever he sleeps well;
Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison,
Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing,
Can touch him further.

So shall I, love; and so, I pray, be you:LADY MACBETH
Let your remembrance apply to Banquo;
Present him eminence, both with eye and tongue:
Unsafe the while, that we
Must lave our honours in these flattering streams,
And make our faces vizards to our hearts,
Disguising what they are.

What's to be done?MACBETH
Be innocent of the knowledge, dearest chuck,
Till thou applaud the deed.  Light thickens; and the crow
Makes wing to the rooky wood:
Good things of day begin to droop and drowse;
While night's black agents to their preys do rouse.
Thou marvell'st at my words: but hold thee still;
Things bad begun make strong themselves by ill.
So, prithee, go with me.
Exeunt
Enter three MurderersFirst Murderer
But who did bid thee join with us?Third Murderer
Macbeth.Second Murderer
He needs not our mistrust, since he deliversFirst Murderer
Our offices and what we have to do
To the direction just.
Then stand with us.Third Murderer
The west yet glimmers with some streaks of day:
Now spurs the lated traveller apace
To gain the timely inn; and near approaches
The subject of our watch.
Hark! I hear horses.BANQUO
[Within] Give us a light there, ho!Second Murderer
Then 'tis he: the restFirst Murderer
That are within the note of expectation
Already are i' the court.
His horses go about.Third Murderer
Almost a mile: but he does usually,Second Murderer
So all men do, from hence to the palace gate
Make it their walk.
A light, a light!Third Murderer
Enter BANQUO, and FLEANCE with a torch
'Tis he.First Murderer
Stand to't.BANQUO
It will be rain to-night.First Murderer
Let it come down.BANQUO
They set upon BANQUO
O, treachery! Fly, good Fleance, fly, fly, fly!Third Murderer
Thou mayst revenge. O slave!
Dies. FLEANCE escapes
Who did strike out the light?First Murderer
Wast not the way?Third Murderer
There's but one down; the son is fled.Second Murderer
We have lostFirst Murderer
Best half of our affair.
Well, let's away, and say how much is done.
Exeunt
A banquet prepared. Enter MACBETH, LADY MACBETH, ROSS, LENNOX, Lords, and AttendantsMACBETH
You know your own degrees; sit down: at firstLords
And last the hearty welcome.
Thanks to your majesty.MACBETH
Ourself will mingle with society,LADY MACBETH
And play the humble host.
Our hostess keeps her state, but in best time
We will require her welcome.
Pronounce it for me, sir, to all our friends;MACBETH
For my heart speaks they are welcome.
First Murderer appears at the door
See, they encounter thee with their hearts' thanks.First Murderer
Both sides are even: here I'll sit i' the midst:
Be large in mirth; anon we'll drink a measure
The table round.
Approaching the door
There's blood on thy face.
'Tis Banquo's then.MACBETH
'Tis better thee without than he within.First Murderer
Is he dispatch'd?
My lord, his throat is cut; that I did for him.MACBETH
Thou art the best o' the cut-throats: yet he's goodFirst Murderer
That did the like for Fleance: if thou didst it,
Thou art the nonpareil.
Most royal sir,MACBETH
Fleance is 'scaped.
Then comes my fit again: I had else been perfect,First Murderer
Whole as the marble, founded as the rock,
As broad and general as the casing air:
But now I am cabin'd, cribb'd, confined, bound in
To saucy doubts and fears. But Banquo's safe?
Ay, my good lord: safe in a ditch he bides,MACBETH
With twenty trenched gashes on his head;
The least a death to nature.
Thanks for that:LADY MACBETH
There the grown serpent lies; the worm that's fled
Hath nature that in time will venom breed,
No teeth for the present. Get thee gone: to-morrow
We'll hear, ourselves, again.
Exit Murderer
My royal lord,MACBETH
You do not give the cheer: the feast is sold
That is not often vouch'd, while 'tis a-making,
'Tis given with welcome: to feed were best at home;
From thence the sauce to meat is ceremony;
Meeting were bare without it.
Sweet remembrancer!LENNOX
Now, good digestion wait on appetite,
And health on both!
May't please your highness sit.MACBETH
The GHOST OF BANQUO enters, and sits in MACBETH's place
Here had we now our country's honour roof'd,ROSS
Were the graced person of our Banquo present;
Who may I rather challenge for unkindness
Than pity for mischance!
His absence, sir,MACBETH
Lays blame upon his promise. Please't your highness
To grace us with your royal company.
The table's full.LENNOX
Here is a place reserved, sir.MACBETH
Where?LENNOX
Here, my good lord. What is't that moves your highness?MACBETH
Which of you have done this?Lords
What, my good lord?MACBETH
Thou canst not say I did it: never shakeROSS
Thy gory locks at me.
 Are you a man?
Ay, and a bold one, that dare look on thatLADY MACBETH
Which might appal the devil.
O proper stuff!MACBETH
This is the very painting of your fear:
This is the air-drawn dagger which, you said,
Led you to Duncan. O, these flaws and starts,
Impostors to true fear, would well become
A woman's story at a winter's fire,
Authorized by her grandam. Shame itself!
Why do you make such faces? When all's done,
You look but on a stool.
Prithee, see there! behold! look! lo!LADY MACBETH
how say you?
Why, what care I? If thou canst nod, speak too.
If charnel-houses and our graves must send
Those that we bury back, our monuments
Shall be the maws of kites.
GHOST OF BANQUO vanishes
What, quite unmann'd in folly?MACBETH
If I stand here, I saw him.LADY MACBETH
Fie, for shame!MACBETH
Blood hath been shed ere now, i' the olden time,LADY MACBETH
Ere human statute purged the gentle weal;
Ay, and since too, murders have been perform'd
Too terrible for the ear: the times have been,
That, when the brains were out, the man would die,
And there an end; but now they rise again,
With twenty mortal murders on their crowns,
And push us from our stools: this is more strange
Than such a murder is.
My worthy lord,MACBETH
Your noble friends do lack you.
I do forget.Lords
Do not muse at me, my most worthy friends,
I have a strange infirmity, which is nothing
To those that know me. Come, love and health to all;
Then I'll sit down. Give me some wine; fill full.
I drink to the general joy o' the whole table,
And to our dear friend Banquo, whom we miss;
Would he were here! to all, and him, we thirst,
And all to all.
Our duties, and the pledge.MACBETH
Re-enter GHOST OF BANQUO
Avaunt! and quit my sight! let the earth hide thee!LADY MACBETH
Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold;
Thou hast no speculation in those eyes
Which thou dost glare with!
Think of this, good peers,MACBETH
But as a thing of custom: 'tis no other;
Only it spoils the pleasure of the time.
What man dare, I dare:LADY MACBETH
Approach thou like the rugged Russian bear,
The arm'd rhinoceros, or the Hyrcan tiger;
Take any shape but that, and my firm nerves
Shall never tremble: or be alive again,
And dare me to the desert with thy sword;
If trembling I inhabit then, protest me
The baby of a girl. Hence, horrible shadow!
Unreal mockery, hence!
GHOST OF BANQUO vanishes
Why, so: being gone,
I am a man again.
You have displaced the mirth, broke the good meeting,MACBETH
With most admired disorder.
Can such things be,ROSS
And overcome us like a summer's cloud,
Without our special wonder? You make me strange
Even to the disposition that I owe,
When now I think you can behold such sights,
And keep the natural ruby of your cheeks,
When mine is blanched with fear.
What sights, my lord?LADY MACBETH
I pray you, speak not; he grows worse and worse;LENNOX
Question enrages him. At once, good night:
Stand not upon the order of your going,
But go at once.
Good night; and better healthLADY MACBETH
Attend his majesty!
A kind good night to all!MACBETH
Exeunt all but MACBETH and LADY MACBETH
It will have blood; they say, blood will have blood:LADY MACBETH
Stones have been known to move and trees to speak;
Augurs and understood relations have
By magot-pies and choughs and rooks brought forth
The secret'st man of blood. What is the night?
Almost at odds with morning, which is which.MACBETH
How say'st thou, that Macduff denies his personLADY MACBETH
At our great bidding?
Did you send to him, sir?MACBETH
I hear it by the way; but I will send:LADY MACBETH
There's not a one of them but in his house
I keep a servant fee'd. I will to-morrow,
And betimes I will, to the weird sisters:
More shall they speak; for now I am bent to know,
By the worst means, the worst. For mine own good,
All causes shall give way: I am in blood
Stepp'd in so far that, should I wade no more,
Returning were as tedious as go o'er:
Strange things I have in head, that will to hand;
Which must be acted ere they may be scann'd.
You lack the season of all natures, sleep.MACBETH
Come, we'll to sleep. My strange and self-abuse
Is the initiate fear that wants hard use:
We are yet but young in deed.
Exeunt
Thunder. Enter the three Witches meeting HECATEFirst Witch
Why, how now, Hecate! you look angerly.HECATE
Have I not reason, beldams as you are,First Witch
Saucy and overbold? How did you dare
To trade and traffic with Macbeth
In riddles and affairs of death;
And I, the mistress of your charms,
The close contriver of all harms,
Was never call'd to bear my part,
Or show the glory of our art?
And, which is worse, all you have done
Hath been but for a wayward son,
Spiteful and wrathful, who, as others do,
Loves for his own ends, not for you.

I am for the air; this night I'll spend
Unto a dismal and a fatal end:
Great business must be wrought ere noon:
Upon the corner of the moon
There hangs a vaporous drop profound;
I'll catch it ere it come to ground:
And that distill'd by magic sleights
Shall raise such artificial sprites
As by the strength of their illusion
Shall draw him on to his confusion:
He shall spurn fate, scorn death, and bear
He hopes 'bove wisdom, grace and fear:
And you all know, security
Is mortals' chiefest enemy.
Music and a song within: 'Come away, come away,' & c
Hark! I am call'd; my little spirit, see,
Sits in a foggy cloud, and stays for me.
Exit
Come, let's make haste; she'll soon be back again.
Exeunt
Enter LENNOX and another LordLENNOX
My former speeches have but hit your thoughts,Lord
Which can interpret further: only, I say,
Things have been strangely borne. The
gracious Duncan
Was pitied of Macbeth: marry, he was dead:
And the right-valiant Banquo walk'd too late;
Whom, you may say, if't please you, Fleance kill'd,
For Fleance fled: men must not walk too late.
Who cannot want the thought how monstrous
It was for Malcolm and for Donalbain
To kill their gracious father? damned fact!
How it did grieve Macbeth! did he not straight
In pious rage the two delinquents tear,
That were the slaves of drink and thralls of sleep?
Was not that nobly done? Ay, and wisely too;
For 'twould have anger'd any heart alive
To hear the men deny't. So that, I say,
He has borne all things well: and I do think
That had he Duncan's sons under his key--
As, an't please heaven, he shall not--they
should find
What 'twere to kill a father; so should Fleance.
But, peace! for from broad words and 'cause he fail'd
His presence at the tyrant's feast, I hear
Macduff lives in disgrace: sir, can you tell
Where he bestows himself?
The son of Duncan,LENNOX
From whom this tyrant holds the due of birth
Lives in the English court, and is received
Of the most pious Edward with such grace
That the malevolence of fortune nothing
Takes from his high respect: thither Macduff
Is gone to pray the holy king, upon his aid
To wake Northumberland and warlike Siward:
That, by the help of these--with Him above
To ratify the work--we may again
Give to our tables meat, sleep to our nights,
Free from our feasts and banquets bloody knives,
Do faithful homage and receive free honours:
All which we pine for now: and this report
Hath so exasperate the king that he
Prepares for some attempt of war.
Sent he to Macduff?Lord
He did: and with an absolute 'Sir, not I,'LENNOX
The cloudy messenger turns me his back,
And hums, as who should say 'You'll rue the time
That clogs me with this answer.'
And that well mightLord
Advise him to a caution, to hold what distance
His wisdom can provide. Some holy angel
Fly to the court of England and unfold
His message ere he come, that a swift blessing
May soon return to this our suffering country
Under a hand accursed!
I'll send my prayers with him.
Exeunt
Thunder. Enter the three WitchesFirst Witch
Thrice the brinded cat hath mew'd.Second Witch
Thrice and once the hedge-pig whined.Third Witch
Harpier cries 'Tis time, 'tis time.First Witch
Round about the cauldron go;ALL
In the poison'd entrails throw.
Toad, that under cold stone
Days and nights has thirty-one
Swelter'd venom sleeping got,
Boil thou first i' the charmed pot.
Double, double toil and trouble;Second Witch
Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.
Fillet of a fenny snake,ALL
In the cauldron boil and bake;
Eye of newt and toe of frog,
Wool of bat and tongue of dog,
Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting,
Lizard's leg and owlet's wing,
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.
Double, double toil and trouble;Third Witch
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf,ALL
Witches' mummy, maw and gulf
Of the ravin'd salt-sea shark,
Root of hemlock digg'd i' the dark,
Liver of blaspheming Jew,
Gall of goat, and slips of yew
Silver'd in the moon's eclipse,
Nose of Turk and Tartar's lips,
Finger of birth-strangled babe
Ditch-deliver'd by a drab,
Make the gruel thick and slab:
Add thereto a tiger's chaudron,
For the ingredients of our cauldron.
Double, double toil and trouble;Second Witch
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
Cool it with a baboon's blood,HECATE
Then the charm is firm and good.
Enter HECATE to the other three Witches
O well done! I commend your pains;Second Witch
And every one shall share i' the gains;
And now about the cauldron sing,
Live elves and fairies in a ring,
Enchanting all that you put in.
Music and a song: 'Black spirits,' & c
HECATE retires
By the pricking of my thumbs,MACBETH
Something wicked this way comes.
Open, locks,
Whoever knocks!

Speak.Second Witch
Demand.Third Witch
We'll answer.First Witch
Say, if thou'dst rather hear it from our mouths,MACBETH
Or from our masters?
Call 'em; let me see 'em.First Witch
Pour in sow's blood, that hath eatenALL
Her nine farrow; grease that's sweaten
From the murderer's gibbet throw
Into the flame.
Come, high or low;MACBETH
Thyself and office deftly show!
Thunder. First Apparition: an armed Head
Tell me, thou unknown power,--First Witch
He knows thy thought:First Apparition
Hear his speech, but say thou nought.
Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth! beware Macduff;MACBETH
Beware the thane of Fife. Dismiss me. Enough.
Descends
Whate'er thou art, for thy good caution, thanks;First Witch
Thou hast harp'd my fear aright: but one
word more,--
He will not be commanded: here's another,Second Apparition
More potent than the first.
Thunder.  Macbeth! Macbeth!MACBETH
Had I three ears, I'ld hear thee.Second Apparition
Be bloody, bold, and resolute; laugh to scornMACBETH
The power of man, for none of woman born
Shall harm Macbeth.
Descends
Then live, Macduff: what need I fear of thee?ALL
But yet I'll make assurance double sure,
And take a bond of fate: thou shalt not live;
That I may tell pale-hearted fear it lies,
And sleep in spite of thunder.
Thunder. Third Apparition: a Child crowned, with a tree in his hand
What is this
That rises like the issue of a king,
And wears upon his baby-brow the round
And top of sovereignty?
Listen, but speak not to't.Third Apparition
Be lion-mettled, proud; and take no careMACBETH
Who chafes, who frets, or where conspirers are:
Macbeth shall never vanquish'd be until
Great Birnam wood to high Dunsinane hill
Shall come against him.
Descends
That will never beALL
Who can impress the forest, bid the tree
Unfix his earth-bound root? Sweet bodements! good!
Rebellion's head, rise never till the wood
Of Birnam rise, and our high-placed Macbeth
Shall live the lease of nature, pay his breath
To time and mortal custom. Yet my heart
Throbs to know one thing: tell me, if your art
Can tell so much: shall Banquo's issue ever
Reign in this kingdom?
 Let me know.
Why sinks that cauldron? and what noise is this?
Hautboys
Show!Second Witch
Show!Third Witch
Show!ALL
Show his eyes, and grieve his heart;MACBETH
Come like shadows, so depart!
A show of Eight Kings, the last with a glass in his hand; GHOST OF BANQUO following
Thou art too like the spirit of Banquo: down!First Witch
Thy crown does sear mine eye-balls. And thy hair,
Thou other gold-bound brow, is like the first.
A third is like the former. Filthy hags!
Why do you show me this? A fourth! Start, eyes!
What, will the line stretch out to the crack of doom?
Another yet! A seventh! I'll see no more:
And yet the eighth appears, who bears a glass
Which shows me many more; and some I see
That two-fold balls and treble scepters carry:
Horrible sight! Now, I see, 'tis true;
For the blood-bolter'd Banquo smiles upon me,
And points at them for his.
Apparitions vanish
What, is this so?
Ay, sir, all this is so: but whyMACBETH
Stands Macbeth thus amazedly?
Come, sisters, cheer we up his sprites,
And show the best of our delights:
I'll charm the air to give a sound,
While you perform your antic round:
That this great king may kindly say,
Our duties did his welcome pay.
Music. The witches dance and then vanish, with HECATE
Where are they? Gone? Let this pernicious hourLENNOX
Stand aye accursed in the calendar!
Come in, without there!
Enter LENNOX
What's your grace's will?MACBETH
Saw you the weird sisters?LENNOX
No, my lord.MACBETH
Came they not by you?LENNOX
No, indeed, my lord.MACBETH
Infected be the air whereon they ride;LENNOX
And damn'd all those that trust them! I did hear
The galloping of horse: who was't came by?
'Tis two or three, my lord, that bring you wordMACBETH
Macduff is fled to England.
Fled to England!LENNOX
Ay, my good lord.MACBETH
Time, thou anticipatest my dread exploits:
The flighty purpose never is o'ertook
Unless the deed go with it; from this moment
The very firstlings of my heart shall be
The firstlings of my hand. And even now,
To crown my thoughts with acts, be it thought and done:
The castle of Macduff I will surprise;
Seize upon Fife; give to the edge o' the sword
His wife, his babes, and all unfortunate souls
That trace him in his line. No boasting like a fool;
This deed I'll do before this purpose cool.
But no more sights!--Where are these gentlemen?
Come, bring me where they are.
Exeunt
Enter LADY MACDUFF, her Son, and ROSSLADY MACDUFF
What had he done, to make him fly the land?ROSS
You must have patience, madam.LADY MACDUFF
He had none:ROSS
His flight was madness: when our actions do not,
Our fears do make us traitors.
You know notLADY MACDUFF
Whether it was his wisdom or his fear.
Wisdom! to leave his wife, to leave his babes,ROSS
His mansion and his titles in a place
From whence himself does fly? He loves us not;
He wants the natural touch: for the poor wren,
The most diminutive of birds, will fight,
Her young ones in her nest, against the owl.
All is the fear and nothing is the love;
As little is the wisdom, where the flight
So runs against all reason.
My dearest coz,LADY MACDUFF
I pray you, school yourself: but for your husband,
He is noble, wise, judicious, and best knows
The fits o' the season. I dare not speak
much further;
But cruel are the times, when we are traitors
And do not know ourselves, when we hold rumour
From what we fear, yet know not what we fear,
But float upon a wild and violent sea
Each way and move. I take my leave of you:
Shall not be long but I'll be here again:
Things at the worst will cease, or else climb upward
To what they were before. My pretty cousin,
Blessing upon you!
Father'd he is, and yet he's fatherless.ROSS
I am so much a fool, should I stay longer,LADY MACDUFF
It would be my disgrace and your discomfort:
I take my leave at once.
Exit
Sirrah, your father's dead;Son
And what will you do now? How will you live?
As birds do, mother.LADY MACDUFF
What, with worms and flies?Son
With what I get, I mean; and so do they.LADY MACDUFF
Poor bird! thou'ldst never fear the net nor lime,Son
The pitfall nor the gin.
Why should I, mother? Poor birds they are not set for.LADY MACDUFF
My father is not dead, for all your saying.
Yes, he is dead; how wilt thou do for a father?Son
Nay, how will you do for a husband?LADY MACDUFF
Why, I can buy me twenty at any market.Son
Then you'll buy 'em to sell again.LADY MACDUFF
Thou speak'st with all thy wit: and yet, i' faith,Son
With wit enough for thee.
Was my father a traitor, mother?LADY MACDUFF
Ay, that he was.Son
What is a traitor?LADY MACDUFF
Why, one that swears and lies.Son
And be all traitors that do so?LADY MACDUFF
Every one that does so is a traitor, and must be hanged.Son
And must they all be hanged that swear and lie?LADY MACDUFF
Every one.Son
Who must hang them?LADY MACDUFF
Why, the honest men.Son
Then the liars and swearers are fools,LADY MACDUFF
for there are liars and swearers enow to beat
the honest men and hang up them.
Now, God help thee, poor monkey!Son
But how wilt thou do for a father?
If he were dead, you'ld weep forLADY MACDUFF
him: if you would not, it were a good sign
that I should quickly have a new father.
Poor prattler, how thou talk'st!Messenger
Enter a Messenger
Bless you, fair dame! I am not to you known,LADY MACDUFF
Though in your state of honour I am perfect.
I doubt some danger does approach you nearly:
If you will take a homely man's advice,
Be not found here; hence, with your little ones.
To fright you thus, methinks, I am too savage;
To do worse to you were fell cruelty,
Which is too nigh your person. Heaven preserve you!
I dare abide no longer.
Exit
Whither should I fly?First Murderer
I have done no harm. But I remember now
I am in this earthly world; where to do harm
Is often laudable, to do good sometime
Accounted dangerous folly: why then, alas,
Do I put up that womanly defence,
To say I have done no harm?
Enter Murderers
What are these faces?
Where is your husband?LADY MACDUFF
I hope, in no place so unsanctifiedFirst Murderer
Where such as thou mayst find him.

He has kill'd me, mother:
Run away, I pray you!
Dies
Exit LADY MACDUFF, crying 'Murder!' Exeunt Murderers, following her
Enter MALCOLM and MACDUFFMALCOLM
Let us seek out some desolate shade, and thereMACDUFF
Weep our sad bosoms empty.
Let us ratherMALCOLM
Hold fast the mortal sword, and like good men
Bestride our down-fall'n birthdom: each new morn
New widows howl, new orphans cry, new sorrows
Strike heaven on the face, that it resounds
As if it felt with Scotland and yell'd out
Like syllable of dolour.
What I believe I'll wail,MACDUFF
What know believe, and what I can redress,
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 touch'd you yet. I am young;
but something
You may deserve of him through me, and wisdom
To offer up a weak poor innocent lamb
To appease an angry god.
I am not treacherous.MALCOLM
But Macbeth is.MACDUFF
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,
Yet grace must still look so.
I have lost my hopes.MALCOLM
Perchance even there where I did find my doubts.MACDUFF
Why in that rawness left you wife and child,
Those precious motives, those strong knots of love,
Without leave-taking? I pray you,
Let not my jealousies be your dishonours,
But mine own safeties. You may be rightly just,
Whatever I shall think.
Bleed, bleed, poor country!MALCOLM
Great tyranny! lay thou thy basis sure,
For goodness dare not cheque thee: wear thou
thy wrongs;
The title is affeer'd! Fare thee well, lord:
I would not be the villain that thou think'st
For the whole space that's in the tyrant's grasp,
And the rich East to boot.
Be not offended:MACDUFF
I speak not as in absolute fear of you.
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
Of goodly thousands: but, for all this,
When I shall tread upon the tyrant's 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,
By him that shall succeed.
What should he be?MALCOLM
It is myself I mean: in whom I knowMACDUFF
All the particulars of vice so grafted
That, when they shall be open'd, black Macbeth
Will seem as pure as snow, and the poor state
Esteem him as a lamb, being compared
With my confineless harms.

I grant him bloody,MACDUFF
Luxurious, avaricious, false, deceitful,
Sudden, malicious, smacking of every sin
That has a name: but there's 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
All continent impediments would o'erbear
That did oppose my will: better Macbeth
Than such an one to reign.
Boundless intemperanceMALCOLM
In nature is a tyranny; it hath been
The untimely emptying of the happy throne
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
That vulture in you, to devour so many
As will to greatness dedicate themselves,
Finding it so inclined.
With this there growsMACDUFF
In my most ill-composed affection such
A stanchless avarice that, were I king,
I should cut off the nobles for their lands,
Desire his jewels and this other's house:
And my more-having would be as a sauce
To make me hunger more; that I should forge
Quarrels unjust against the good and loyal,
Destroying them for wealth.
This avariceMALCOLM
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;
Scotland hath foisons to fill up your will.
Of your mere own: all these are portable,
With other graces weigh'd.
But I have none: the king-becoming graces,MACDUFF
As justice, verity, temperance, stableness,
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
Pour the sweet milk of concord into hell,
Uproar the universal peace, confound
All unity on earth.
O Scotland, Scotland!MALCOLM
If such a one be fit to govern, speak:MACDUFF
I am as I have spoken.
Fit to govern!MALCOLM
No, not to live. O nation miserable,
With an untitled tyrant bloody-scepter'd,
When shalt thou see thy wholesome days again,
Since that the truest issue of thy throne
By his own interdiction stands accursed,
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 repeat'st upon thyself
Have banish'd me from Scotland. O my breast,
Thy hope ends here!
Macduff, this noble passion,MACDUFF
Child of integrity, hath from my soul
Wiped the black scruples, reconciled my thoughts
To thy good truth and honour. Devilish Macbeth
By many of these trains hath sought to win me
Into his power, and modest wisdom plucks me
From over-credulous haste: but God above
Deal between thee and me! for even now
I put myself to thy direction, and
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,
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 country's to command:
Whither indeed, before thy here-approach,
Old Siward, with ten thousand warlike men,
Already at a point, was setting forth.
Now we'll together; and the chance of goodness
Be like our warranted quarrel! Why are you silent?
Such welcome and unwelcome things at onceMALCOLM
'Tis hard to reconcile.
Enter a Doctor
Well; more anon.--Comes the king forth, I pray you?Doctor
Ay, sir; there are a crew of wretched soulsMALCOLM
That stay his cure: their malady convinces
The great assay of art; but at his touch--
Such sanctity hath heaven given his hand--
They presently amend.
I thank you, doctor.MACDUFF
Exit Doctor
What's the disease he means?MALCOLM
'Tis call'd the evil:MACDUFF
A most miraculous work in this good king;
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 swoln and ulcerous, pitiful to the eye,
The mere despair of surgery, he cures,
Hanging a golden stamp about their necks,
Put on with holy prayers: and 'tis spoken,
To the succeeding royalty he leaves
The healing benediction. With this strange virtue,
He hath a heavenly gift of prophecy,
And sundry blessings hang about his throne,
That speak him full of grace.
Enter ROSS
See, who comes here?MALCOLM
My countryman; but yet I know him not.MACDUFF
My ever-gentle cousin, welcome hither.MALCOLM
I know him now. Good God, betimes removeROSS
The means that makes us strangers!
Sir, amen.MACDUFF
Stands Scotland where it did?ROSS
Alas, poor country!MACDUFF
Almost afraid to know itself. It cannot
Be call'd our mother, but our grave; where nothing,
But who knows nothing, is once seen to smile;
Where sighs and groans and shrieks that rend the air
Are made, not mark'd; where violent sorrow seems
A modern ecstasy; the dead man's knell
Is there scarce ask'd for who; and good men's lives
Expire before the flowers in their caps,
Dying or ere they sicken.
O, relationMALCOLM
Too nice, and yet too true!
What's the newest grief?ROSS
That of an hour's age doth hiss the speaker:MACDUFF
Each minute teems a new one.
How does my wife?ROSS
Why, well.MACDUFF
And all my children?ROSS
Well too.MACDUFF
The tyrant has not batter'd at their peace?ROSS
No; they were well at peace when I did leave 'em.MACDUFF
But not a niggard of your speech: how goes't?ROSS
When I came hither to transport the tidings,MALCOLM
Which I have heavily borne, there ran a rumour
Of many worthy fellows that were out;
Which was to my belief witness'd the rather,
For that I saw the tyrant's power a-foot:
Now is the time of help; your eye in Scotland
Would create soldiers, make our women fight,
To doff their dire distresses.
Be't their comfortROSS
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.
Would I could answerMACDUFF
This comfort with the like! But I have words
That would be howl'd out in the desert air,
Where hearing should not latch them.
What concern they?ROSS
The general cause? or is it a fee-grief
Due to some single breast?
No mind that's honestMACDUFF
But in it shares some woe; though the main part
Pertains to you alone.
If it be mine,ROSS
Keep it not from me, quickly let me have it.
Let not your ears despise my tongue for ever,MACDUFF
Which shall possess them with the heaviest sound
That ever yet they heard.
Hum! I guess at it.ROSS
Your castle is surprised; your wife and babesMALCOLM
Savagely slaughter'd: to relate the manner,
Were, on the quarry of these murder'd deer,
To add the death of you.
Merciful heaven!MACDUFF
What, man! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows;
Give sorrow words: the grief that does not speak
Whispers the o'er-fraught heart and bids it break.
My children too?ROSS
Wife, children, servants, allMACDUFF
That could be found.
And I must be from thence!ROSS
My wife kill'd too?
I have said.MALCOLM
Be comforted:MACDUFF
Let's make us medicines of our great revenge,
To cure this deadly grief.
He has no children. All my pretty ones?MALCOLM
Did you say all? O hell-kite! All?
What, all my pretty chickens and their dam
At one fell swoop?
Dispute it like a man.MACDUFF
I shall do so;MALCOLM
But I must also feel it as a man:
I cannot but remember such things were,
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!
Be this the whetstone of your sword: let griefMACDUFF
Convert to anger; blunt not the heart, enrage it.
O, I could play the woman with mine eyesMALCOLM
And braggart with my tongue! But, gentle heavens,
Cut short all intermission; front to front
Bring thou this fiend of Scotland and myself;
Within my sword's length set him; if he 'scape,
Heaven forgive him too!
This tune goes manly.
Come, go we to the king; our power is ready;
Our lack is nothing but our leave; Macbeth
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.
Exeunt
Enter a Doctor of Physic and a Waiting-GentlewomanDoctor
I have two nights watched with you, but can perceiveGentlewoman
no truth in your report. When was it she last walked?
Since his majesty went into the field, I have seenDoctor
her rise from her bed, throw her night-gown upon
her, unlock her closet, take forth paper, fold it,
write upon't, read it, afterwards seal it, and again
return to bed; yet all this while in a most fast sleep.
A great perturbation in nature, to receive at onceGentlewoman
the benefit of sleep, and do the effects of
watching! In this slumbery agitation, besides her
walking and other actual performances, what, at any
time, have you heard her say?
That, sir, which I will not report after her.Doctor
You may to me: and 'tis most meet you should.Gentlewoman
Neither to you nor any one; having no witness toDoctor
confirm my speech.
Enter LADY MACBETH, with a taper
Lo you, here she comes! This is her very guise;
and, upon my life, fast asleep. Observe her; stand close.
How came she by that light?Gentlewoman
Why, it stood by her: she has light by herDoctor
continually; 'tis her command.
 Look, how she rubs her hands.Gentlewoman
It is an accustomed action with her, to seem thusLADY MACBETH
washing her hands: I have known her continue in
this a quarter of an hour.
Yet here's a spot.Doctor
Hark! she speaks: I will set down what comes fromLADY MACBETH
her, to satisfy my remembrance the more strongly.
Out, damned spot! out, I say!--One: two: why,Doctor
then, 'tis time to do't.--Hell is murky!--Fie, my
lord, fie! a soldier, and afeard? What need we
fear who knows it, when none can call our power to
account?--Yet who would have thought the old man
to have had so much blood in him.
Do you mark that?LADY MACBETH
The thane of Fife had a wife: where is she now?--Doctor
What, will these hands ne'er be clean?--No more o'
that, my lord, no more o' that: you mar all with
this starting.

 Oh, oh, oh!
What a sigh is there! The heart is sorely charged.Gentlewoman
I would not have such a heart in my bosom for theDoctor
dignity of the whole body.
Well, well, well,--Gentlewoman
Pray God it be, sir.Doctor
This disease is beyond my practise: yet I have knownLADY MACBETH
those which have walked in their sleep who have died
holily in their beds.

 What's
done cannot be undone.--To bed, to bed, to bed!
Exit
Will she go now to bed?Gentlewoman
Directly.Doctor
Foul whisperings are abroad: unnatural deedsGentlewoman
Do breed unnatural troubles: infected minds
To their deaf pillows will discharge their secrets:
More needs she the divine than the physician.
God, God forgive us all! Look after her;
Remove from her the means of all annoyance,
And still keep eyes upon her. So, good night:
My mind she has mated, and amazed my sight.
I think, but dare not speak.
Good night, good doctor.
Exeunt
Drum and colours. Enter MENTEITH, CAITHNESS, ANGUS, LENNOX, and SoldiersMENTEITH
The English power is near, led on by Malcolm,ANGUS
His uncle Siward and the good Macduff:
Revenges burn in them; for their dear causes
Would to the bleeding and the grim alarm
Excite the mortified man.
Near Birnam woodCAITHNESS
Shall we well meet them; that way are they coming.
Who knows if Donalbain be with his brother?LENNOX
For certain, sir, he is not: I have a fileMENTEITH
Of all the gentry: there is Siward's son,
And many unrough youths that even now
Protest their first of manhood.
What does the tyrant?CAITHNESS
Great Dunsinane he strongly fortifies:ANGUS
Some say he's mad; others that lesser hate him
Do call it valiant fury: but, for certain,
He cannot buckle his distemper'd cause
Within the belt of rule.
Now does he feelMENTEITH
His secret murders sticking on his hands;
Now minutely revolts upbraid his faith-breach;
Those he commands move only in command,
Nothing in love: now does he feel his title
Hang loose about him, like a giant's robe
Upon a dwarfish thief.
Who then shall blameCAITHNESS
His pester'd senses to recoil and start,
When all that is within him does condemn
Itself for being there?
Well, march we on,LENNOX
To give obedience where 'tis truly owed:
Meet we the medicine of the sickly weal,
And with him pour we in our country's purge
Each drop of us.
Or so much as it needs,
To dew the sovereign flower and drown the weeds.
Make we our march towards Birnam.
Exeunt, marching
Enter MACBETH, Doctor, and AttendantsMACBETH
Bring me no more reports; let them fly all:Servant
Till Birnam wood remove to Dunsinane,
I cannot taint with fear. What's the boy Malcolm?
Was he not born of woman? The spirits that know
All mortal consequences have pronounced me thus:
'Fear not, Macbeth; no man that's born of woman
Shall e'er have power upon thee.' Then fly,
false thanes,
And mingle with the English epicures:
The mind I sway by and the heart I bear
Shall never sag with doubt nor shake with fear.

Where got'st thou that goose look?
 What soldiers, patch?
Death of thy soul! those linen cheeks of thine
Are counsellors to fear. What soldiers, whey-face?
The English force, so please you.MACBETH
Take thy face hence.SEYTON
Exit Servant
Seyton!--I am sick at heart,
When I behold--Seyton, I say!--This push
Will cheer me ever, or disseat me now.
I have lived long enough: my way of life
Is fall'n into the sear, the yellow leaf;
And that which should accompany old age,
As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends,
I must not look to have; but, in their stead,
Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath,
Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not. Seyton!
Enter SEYTON
What is your gracious pleasure?MACBETH
What news more?SEYTON
All is confirm'd, my lord, which was reported.MACBETH
I'll fight till from my bones my flesh be hack'd.SEYTON
Give me my armour.
'Tis not needed yet.MACBETH
I'll put it on.Doctor
Send out more horses; skirr the country round;
Hang those that talk of fear. Give me mine armour.
How does your patient, doctor?
Not so sick, my lord,MACBETH
As she is troubled with thick coming fancies,
That keep her from her rest.
Cure her of that.Doctor
Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased,
Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow,
Raze out the written troubles of the brain
And with some sweet oblivious antidote
Cleanse the stuff'd bosom of that perilous stuff
Which weighs upon the heart?
Therein the patientMACBETH
Must minister to himself.
Throw physic to the dogs; I'll none of it.Doctor
Come, put mine armour on; give me my staff.
Seyton, send out. Doctor, the thanes fly from me.
Come, sir, dispatch. If thou couldst, doctor, cast
The water of my land, find her disease,
And purge it to a sound and pristine health,
I would applaud thee to the very echo,
That should applaud again.--Pull't off, I say.--
What rhubarb, cyme, or what purgative drug,
Would scour these English hence? Hear'st thou of them?
Ay, my good lord; your royal preparationMACBETH
Makes us hear something.
Bring it after me.Doctor
I will not be afraid of death and bane,
Till Birnam forest come to Dunsinane.
[Aside] Were I from Dunsinane away and clear,
Profit again should hardly draw me here.
Exeunt
Drum and colours. Enter MALCOLM, SIWARD and YOUNG SIWARD, MACDUFF, MENTEITH, CAITHNESS, ANGUS, LENNOX, ROSS, and Soldiers, marchingMALCOLM
Cousins, I hope the days are near at handMENTEITH
That chambers will be safe.
We doubt it nothing.SIWARD
What wood is this before us?MENTEITH
The wood of Birnam.MALCOLM
Let every soldier hew him down a boughSoldiers
And bear't before him: thereby shall we shadow
The numbers of our host and make discovery
Err in report of us.
It shall be done.SIWARD
We learn no other but the confident tyrantMALCOLM
Keeps still in Dunsinane, and will endure
Our setting down before 't.
'Tis his main hope:MACDUFF
For where there is advantage to be given,
Both more and less have given him the revolt,
And none serve with him but constrained things
Whose hearts are absent too.
Let our just censuresSIWARD
Attend the true event, and put we on
Industrious soldiership.
The time approaches
That will with due decision make us know
What we shall say we have and what we owe.
Thoughts speculative their unsure hopes relate,
But certain issue strokes must arbitrate:
Towards which advance the war.

A cry of women within
What is that noise?
It is the cry of women, my good lord.MACBETH
Exit
I have almost forgot the taste of fears;SEYTON
The time has been, my senses would have cool'd
To hear a night-shriek; and my fell of hair
Would at a dismal treatise rouse and stir
As life were in't: I have supp'd full with horrors;
Direness, familiar to my slaughterous thoughts
Cannot once start me.
Re-enter SEYTON
Wherefore was that cry?
The queen, my lord, is dead.MACBETH
She should have died hereafter;Messenger
There would have been a time for such a word.
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time,
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!

Enter a Messenger
Thou comest to use thy tongue; thy story quickly.
Gracious my lord,MACBETH
I should report that which I say I saw,
But know not how to do it.
Well, say, sir.Messenger
As I did stand my watch upon the hill,MACBETH
I look'd toward Birnam, and anon, methought,
The wood began to move.
Liar and slave!Messenger
Let me endure your wrath, if't be not so:MACBETH
Within this three mile may you see it coming;
I say, a moving grove.
If thou speak'st false,
Upon the next tree shalt thou hang alive,
Till famine cling thee: if thy speech be sooth,
I care not if thou dost for me as much.
I pull in resolution, and begin
To doubt the equivocation of the fiend
That lies like truth: 'Fear not, till Birnam wood
Do come to Dunsinane:' and now a wood
Comes toward Dunsinane. Arm, arm, and out!
If this which he avouches does appear,
There is nor flying hence nor tarrying here.
I gin to be aweary of the sun,
And wish the estate o' the world were now undone.
Ring the alarum-bell! Blow, wind! come, wrack!

Exeunt
Drum and colours. Enter MALCOLM, SIWARD, MACDUFF, and their Army, with boughsMALCOLM
Now near enough: your leafy screens throw down.SIWARD
And show like those you are. You, worthy uncle,
Shall, with my cousin, your right-noble son,
Lead our first battle: worthy Macduff and we
Shall take upon 's what else remains to do,
According to our order.
Fare you well.MACDUFF
Do we but find the tyrant's power to-night,
Let us be beaten, if we cannot fight.
Make all our trumpets speak; give them all breath,
Those clamorous harbingers of blood and death.
Exeunt
Alarums. Enter MACBETHMACBETH
They have tied me to a stake; I cannot fly,YOUNG SIWARD
But, bear-like, I must fight the course. What's he
That was not born of woman? Such a one
Am I to fear, or none.
Enter YOUNG SIWARD
What is thy name?MACBETH
Thou'lt be afraid to hear it.YOUNG SIWARD
No; though thou call'st thyself a hotter nameMACBETH
Than any is in hell.
My name's Macbeth.YOUNG SIWARD
The devil himself could not pronounce a titleMACBETH
More hateful to mine ear.
No, nor more fearful.YOUNG SIWARD
Thou liest, abhorred tyrant; with my swordMACBETH
I'll prove the lie thou speak'st.
They fight and YOUNG SIWARD is slain
Thou wast born of womanMACDUFF
But swords I smile at, weapons laugh to scorn,
Brandish'd by man that's of a woman born.
Exit
Alarums. Enter MACDUFF
That way the noise is. Tyrant, show thy face!SIWARD
If thou be'st slain and with no stroke of mine,
My wife and children's ghosts will haunt me still.
I cannot strike at wretched kerns, whose arms
Are hired to bear their staves: either thou, Macbeth,
Or else my sword with an unbatter'd edge
I sheathe again undeeded. There thou shouldst be;
By this great clatter, one of greatest note
Seems bruited. Let me find him, fortune!
And more I beg not.
Exit. Alarums
Enter MALCOLM and SIWARD
This way, my lord; the castle's gently render'd:MALCOLM
The tyrant's people on both sides do fight;
The noble thanes do bravely in the war;
The day almost itself professes yours,
And little is to do.
We have met with foesSIWARD
That strike beside us.
Enter, sir, the castle.
Exeunt. Alarums
Enter MACBETHMACBETH
Why should I play the Roman fool, and dieMACDUFF
On mine own sword? whiles I see lives, the gashes
Do better upon them.
Enter MACDUFF
Turn, hell-hound, turn!MACBETH
Of all men else I have avoided thee:MACDUFF
But get thee back; my soul is too much charged
With blood of thine already.
I have no words:MACBETH
My voice is in my sword: thou bloodier villain
Than terms can give thee out!
They fight
Thou losest labour:MACDUFF
As easy mayst thou the intrenchant air
With thy keen sword impress as make me bleed:
Let fall thy blade on vulnerable crests;
I bear a charmed life, which must not yield,
To one of woman born.
Despair thy charm;MACBETH
And let the angel whom thou still hast served
Tell thee, Macduff was from his mother's womb
Untimely ripp'd.
Accursed be that tongue that tells me so,MACDUFF
For it hath cow'd my better part of man!
And be these juggling fiends no more believed,
That palter with us in a double sense;
That keep the word of promise to our ear,
And break it to our hope. I'll not fight with thee.
Then yield thee, coward,MACBETH
And live to be the show and gaze o' the time:
We'll have thee, as our rarer monsters are,
Painted on a pole, and underwrit,
'Here may you see the tyrant.'
I will not yield,MALCOLM
To kiss the ground before young Malcolm's feet,
And to be baited with the rabble's curse.
Though Birnam wood be come to Dunsinane,
And thou opposed, being of no woman born,
Yet I will try the last. Before my body
I throw my warlike shield. Lay on, Macduff,
And damn'd be him that first cries, 'Hold, enough!'
Exeunt, fighting. Alarums
Retreat. Flourish. Enter, with drum and colours, MALCOLM, SIWARD, ROSS, the other Thanes, and Soldiers
I would the friends we miss were safe arrived.SIWARD
Some must go off: and yet, by these I see,MALCOLM
So great a day as this is cheaply bought.
Macduff is missing, and your noble son.ROSS
Your son, my lord, has paid a soldier's debt:SIWARD
He only lived but till he was a man;
The which no sooner had his prowess confirm'd
In the unshrinking station where he fought,
But like a man he died.
Then he is dead?ROSS
Ay, and brought off the field: your cause of sorrowSIWARD
Must not be measured by his worth, for then
It hath no end.
Had he his hurts before?ROSS
Ay, on the front.SIWARD
Why then, God's soldier be he!MALCOLM
Had I as many sons as I have hairs,
I would not wish them to a fairer death:
And so, his knell is knoll'd.
He's worth more sorrow,SIWARD
And that I'll spend for him.
He's worth no moreMACDUFF
They say he parted well, and paid his score:
And so, God be with him! Here comes newer comfort.
Re-enter MACDUFF, with MACBETH's head
Hail, king! for so thou art: behold, where standsALL
The usurper's cursed head: the time is free:
I see thee compass'd with thy kingdom's pearl,
That speak my salutation in their minds;
Whose voices I desire aloud with mine:
Hail, King of Scotland!
 My thanes and kinsmen,
Henceforth be earls, the first that ever Scotland
In such an honour named. What's more to do,
Which would be planted newly with the time,
As calling home our exiled friends abroad
That fled the snares of watchful tyranny;
Producing forth the cruel ministers
Of this dead butcher and his fiend-like queen,
Who, as 'tis thought, by self and violent hands
Took off her life; this, and what needful else
That calls upon us, by the grace of Grace,
We will perform in measure, time and place:
So, thanks to all at once and to each one,
Whom we invite to see us crown'd at Scone.
Flourish. Exeunt


Chapter 40. Organizational Issues
IN THIS CHAPTER
Although you must jump many technical hurdles to use DB2 successfully, the organizational issues of implementing and supporting DB2 are not insignificant. Each corporation must address the organizational issues involved in supporting DB2. Although the issues are common from company to company, the decisions made to address these issues can vary dramatically.
This chapter outlines the issues. Your organization must provide the answers as to how it will support these issues. This chapter can be used in any of the following ways:
As a blueprint of issues to address for organizations that will implement DB2 As a checklist for current DB2 users to ensure that all issues have been addressed As a resource for programmers who need a framework for accessing their organization's standards and operating procedures
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