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ACT 5, SCENE 1
Setting: Dunsinane. Ante–room in the castle.
[Enter a Doctor of Physic and a Waiting–Gentlewoman]
Doctor | I have two nights watched with you, but can perceive | |
no truth in your report. When was it she last walked? | ||
Gentlewoman | Since his majesty went into the field, I have seen | |
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. | ||
Doctor | A great perturbation in nature, to receive at once | 10 |
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? | ||
Gentlewoman | 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 to | 20 |
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. | ||
Doctor | How came she by that light? | |
Gentlewoman | Why, it stood by her: she has light by her | |
continually; 'tis her command. | ||
Doctor | You see, her eyes are open. | |
Gentlewoman | Ay, but their sense is shut. | |
Doctor | What is it she does now? Look, how she rubs her hands. | 30 |
Gentlewoman | It is an accustomed action with her, to seem thus | |
washing her hands: I have known her continue in | ||
this a quarter of an hour. | ||
LADY MACBETH | Yet here's a spot. | |
Doctor | Hark! she speaks: I will set down what comes from | |
her, to satisfy my remembrance the more strongly. | ||
LADY MACBETH | Out, damned spot! out, I say!––One: two: why, | |
then, 'tis time to do't.––Hell is murky!––Fie, my | 40 | |
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. | ||
Doctor | Do you mark that? | |
LADY MACBETH | The thane of Fife had a wife: where is she now?–– | |
What, will these hands ne'er be clean?––No more o' | ||
that, my lord, no more o' that: you mar all with | ||
this starting. | 50 | |
Doctor | Go to, go to; you have known what you should not. | |
Gentlewoman | She has spoke what she should not, I am sure of | |
that: heaven knows what she has known. | ||
LADY MACBETH | Here's the smell of the blood still: all the | |
perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little | ||
hand. Oh, oh, oh! | ||
Doctor | What a sigh is there! The heart is sorely charged. | 60 |
Gentlewoman | I would not have such a heart in my bosom for the | |
dignity of the whole body. | ||
Doctor | Well, well, well,–– | |
Gentlewoman | Pray God it be, sir. | |
Doctor | This disease is beyond my practise: yet I have known | |
those which have walked in their sleep who have died | ||
holily in their beds. | ||
LADY MACBETH | Wash your hands, put on your nightgown; look not so | |
pale.––I tell you yet again, Banquo's buried; he | 70 | |
cannot come out on's grave. | ||
Doctor | Even so? | |
LADY MACBETH | To bed, to bed! there's knocking at the gate: | |
come, come, come, come, give me your hand. What's | ||
done cannot be undone.––To bed, to bed, to bed! | ||
[Exit] | ||
Doctor | Will she go now to bed? | |
Gentlewoman | Directly. | |
Doctor | Foul whisperings are abroad: unnatural deeds | |
Do breed unnatural troubles: infected minds | 80 | |
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. | ||
Gentlewoman | Good night, good doctor. | |
[Exeunt] |