That which cries 'Thus thou must do, if thou have it ; Than wishest should be undone.' Hie thee hither, Enter a Messenger. What is your tidings? Thou'rt mad to say it : Mess. The king comes here to-night. Lady M. Is not thy master with him? who, were't so, Would have informed for preparation. Mess. So please you, it is true: our thane is coming : One of my fellows had the speed of him, Who, almost dead for breath, had scarcely more Than would make up his message. Lady M. He brings great news. Give him tending; [Exit Messenger. The raven himself is hoarse That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Enter MACBETH. Great Glamis! worthy Cawdor! Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter ! Macb. Duncan comes here to-night. Lady M. My dearest love, And when goes hence? O, never Macb. To-morrow, as he purposes. Lady M. Shall sun that morrow see! Your face, my thane, is as a book where men May read strange matters. To beguile the time, Your hand, your tongue : look like the innocent flower, This night's great business into my dispatch ; To alter favour ever is to fear : Only look up clear; W. Shakespeare. Macb. CXCVI. MACBETH. ACT I. SCENE VII.-Macbeth's Castle. Enter MACBETH. F it were done when 'tis done, then 'twere It were done quickly: if the assassination And pity, like a naked new-born babe, Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubim, horsed That tears shall drown the wind. I have no spur To prick the sides of my intent, but only Enter LADY MACBETH. How now! what news? Lady M. He has almost supped: why have you left the chamber? Macb. Hath he asked for me? Lady M. Know you not he has ? Mach. We will proceed no further in this business : He hath honoured me of late; and I have bought Golden opinions from all sorts of people, Which would be worn now in their newest gloss, Lady M. Was the hope drunk Wherein you dressed yourself? hath it slept since? At what it did so freely? Such I account thy love. From this time Art thou afeard To be the same in thine own act and valour Macb. Prithee, peace : I dare do all that may become a man ; Who dares do more is none. What beast was't, then, Lady M. 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. I have given suck, and know Have plucked my nipple from his boneless gums, And dashed the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this. Macb. If we should fail,— We fail! But screw your courage to the sticking-place, Macb. 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. Macb. W. Shakespeare. CXCVII. MACBETH. ACT II. SCENE I.-Court of Macbeth's Castle. Enter MACBETH. S this a dagger which I see before me, I have thee not, and yet I see thee still, Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible * Wassail, festivity. Limbeck, an alembic, a still, |