And play the humble host. 1 Our hostess keeps her state; but, in best time, Lady M. Pronounce it for me, sir, to all our friends; For my heart speaks, they are welcome. Enter first Murderer, to the door. Macb. See, they encounter thee with their hearts' thanks: Both sides are even: Here I'll sit i'the midst: Macb. 'Tis better thee without, than he within. Is he despatch'd? Mur. My lord, his throat is cut; that I did for him. Macb. Thou art the best o'the cut-throats: Yet. he's good, That did the like for Fleance: if thou didst it, Thou art the nonpareil. Mur. Fleance is 'scap'd. Most royal sir, Macb. Then comes my fit again: I had else been perfect; Whole as the marble, founded as the rock; As broad, and general, as the casing air: But now, I am cabin'd, cribb'd, confind'd, bound in To saucy doubts and fears. But Banquo's safe? Mur. Ay, my good lord: safe in a ditch he bides, 1 Our hostess keeps her state; &c.] i. e. continues in her chair of state at the head of the table. With twenty trenched gashes2 on his head; Macb. Thanks for that: 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. 3 [Exit Murderer. Lady M. My royal lord, You do not give the cheer: the feast is sold,3 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, Macb. Sweet remembrancer! Now, good digestion wait on appetite, And health on both! Len. May it please your highness sit? [The Ghost of BANQUO rises, and sits in MACBETH's place. Macb. Here had we now our country's honour roof'd, Were the grac'd person of our Banquo present; Than pity for mischance! Rosse. Lays blame His absence, sir, upon his promise. Please it your high ness To grace us with your royal company? 2 3 Macb. The table's full. Len. Here's a place reserv'd, sir. trenched gashes] Trencher, to cut. Fr. the feast is sold, &c.] The meaning is,-That which is not given cheerfully, cannot be called a gift, it is something that must be paid for. Len. Here, my lord. What is't that moves your highness? Macb. Which of you have done this? Lords. What, my good lord? Macb. Thou cans't not say, I did it: never shake Thy gory locks at me. Rosse. Gentlemen, rise; his highness is not well. Lady M. Sit, worthy friends:-my lord is often thus, And hath been from his youth: 'pray you, keep seat; The fit is momentary; upon a thought* He will again be well; If much you note him, Lady M. This is the air-drawn dagger, which, you said, Authoriz'd by her grandam. Shame itself! Macb. Pr'ythee, see there! behold! look! lo! how say you? Why, what care I? If thou canst nod, speak too. 4 exerted. 5 upon a thought-] i. e. as speedily as thought can be O, these flaws, and starts, (Impostors to true fear,) would well become, &c.] Flaws are sudden gusts. Impostors to truc fear, mean impostors when compared with true fear. Such is the force of the preposition to in this place. Those that we bury, back, our monuments Shall be the maws of kites. Lady M. [Ghost disappears. What! quite unmann'd in folly? Macb. If I stand here, I saw him. Lady M. Fye, for shame! Mach. Blood hath been shed ere now, i'the olden time, Ere human statute purg'd the gentle weal;" Ay, and since too, murders have been perform'd 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, Lady M. My worthy lord, Your noble friends do lack you. I do forget: Do not muse at me, my most worthy friends; all; Then I'll sit down:Give me some wine, fill full: I drink to the general joy of the whole table, Ghost rises. And to our dear friend Banquo, whom we miss ; Would he were here! to all, and him, we thirst,7 6 Ere human statute purg'd the gentle weal;] The gentle weal, is, the peaceable community, the state made quiet and safe by human statutes; or rather that state of innocence which did not rebuire the aid of human laws to render it quiet and secure. 7 to all, and him, we thirst,] We thirst, perhaps, means we desire to drink. Lords. Our duties, and the pledge. Macb. Avaunt! and quit my sight! Let the Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold; Lady M. Think of this, good peers, But as a thing of custom: 'tis no other; Macb. What man dare, I dare: firm nerves If trembling I inhibit thee, protest me The baby of a girl. Hence, horrible shadow! [Ghost disappears. Unreal mockery, hence!-Why, so;-being gone, I am a man again.-Pray you, sit still. Lady M. You have displac'd the mirth, broke the good meeting, With most admir'd disorder. Macb. Can such things be, And overcome us like a summer's cloud, Without our special wonder? You make me strange Even to the disposition that I owe,2 8 And all to all.] i. e. all good wishes to all; such as he had named above, love, health, and joy. 9 If trembling I inhibit] i. e. forbid. 1 Čan such things be, And overcome us like a summer's cloud, Without our special wonder?] The meaning is, can such wonders as these pass over us without wonder, as a casual summer cloud passes over us? 2 You make me strange Even to the disposition that I owe,] Mr. Steevens explains |