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Hold faft the mortal fword; and, like good men,
New widows howl, new orphans cry; new forrows
As if it felt with Scotland, and yell'd out
Mal. What I believe, I'll wail;
What know, believe; and, what I can redrefs,
He hath not touch'd you yet. I am young; but fomething may * deferve of him through me, and wisdom To offer up a weak, poor, innocent lamb,
T' appease an angry God.
Macd. I am not treacherous.
Mal. But Macbeth is,
A good and virtuous nature may recoil
In an imperial charge. But I fhall crave your pardon:
That which you are, my thoughts cannot transpose;
Macd. I have loft my hopes.
Mal. Perchance, even there, where I did find Why in that rawness left you wife and children, Those precious motives, those strong knots of love, Without leave-taking? I pray you,
Let not my jealoufies be your difhonours,
But mine own fafeties.
Whatever I fhall think.
You may be rightly juft,
Macd. Bleed, bleed, poor country!
Great tyranny, lay thou thy bafis fure,
For goodnefs dares not check thee: Wear thou thy wrongs,
i The title is affear'd.-Fare thee well, Lord:
I would not be the villain that thou think'ft,
Mal. Be not offended:
I fpeak not as in abfolute fear of you:
e The firft f. childe for children.
f P. and H. omit I pray you.
firmed. Heath denies that affear'd (or affeer'd which is H.'s reading) fignifies
The two first fo's and C. dare for confirm'd; but tells us its fignification is,
h The two first fo's, y for thou. i P. and all after, except C. His for The.
P. explains affear'd a law term for confirm'd; which (after having altered The to His, as in note above) interprets
the paffage thus, Macbeth's title is con
eftimed, proportioned, adjusted. But af fear'd or afear'd has here the fame meaning with afraid (which is R.'s reading) and the paffage explains itself thus, The title (which is put for him to whom the title of King belongs) is afraid to affert itself.
And here from gracious England have I offer
Macd. What fhould he be ?
Mal. It is myfelf I mean, in whom I know
That when they shall be open'd, black Macbeth
Macd. Not in the legions
Of horrid hell, can come a devil more damn'd,
Mal. I grant him bloody,
Luxurious, avaritious, falfe, deceitful,
Sudden, malicious, fmacking of P every fin
All continent inpediments would o'erbear
1 H. after But adds yet.
This conference of Malcolm with Macduff is taken out of the chronicles of Scotland, P.
n P. H. and C. ills for evils. • The three last fo's and R. Smoaking for smacking.
P P, and H. each for every.
Macd. Boundless intemperance
In nature is a tyranný; it hath been
And yet seem cold, the time you may so hood-wink.
Mal. With this, there grows,
In my moft ill-compos'd affection, füch
I should cut off the nobles for their lands;
Macd. This avariće
Sticks deeper; grows with more pernicious root
9 Both P.'s editions, royal for loyal. ■ H. and W. Atrikes for flicks.
Heath propofes, fummer-feeding.
s T. H. W. and C. fumme-teeming; fons,
Mal. But I have none: the King-becofning graces,"
In the divifion of each feveral crime,
Acting it many ways. Nay, had I power, I fhould "Pour the sweet milk of concord into helly
Uproar the universal peace, confound
All unity on earth.
Mal. If fuch a one be fit to govern, fpeak eram
I am as I have spoken.
Macd. Fit to govern?...
No, not to live, O nation miferable
With an untitled tyrant, bloody-fcepter'd,
When shalt thon fee thy wholéfome days again?
By his own interdiction ftand's accurft,
*And does blafpheme his breed. Thy Royal father
Dy'd every day fhe liv'd w Fare thee well!
* Have banish'd me from Scotland. Omy breaft!
Halters this line thus, Somply the fapeet milk of concord intosbaser
w P. and all after but G. Ob fare the
The fo's Harb for Have.