ACT 1
Scene 2

...and filthy air.
Alarum within. Enter King Duncan, Malcolm, Donalbain, Lennox, with Attendants, meeting a bleeding Captain.

...Thane of Ross.
What a haste looks through his eyes!
So should he look that seems to speak things strange.

...Macbeth hath won.
They exit.

Scene 4

...then, enough.—Come, friends.
Flourish. Enter King Duncan, Lennox, Malcolm, Donalbain, and Attendants.

...a peerless kinsman.
Flourish. They exit.

Scene 6

...rest to me.
Hautboys and Torches. Enter King Duncan, Malcolm, Donalbain, Banquo, Lennox, Macduff, Ross, Angus, and Attendants.

...your leave, hostess.
They exit.

ACT 2
Scene 3

...bonfire.(Knock.) Anon, anon!
to Macduff and Lennox.

...Here he comes.
Good morrow, noble sir.

...my limited service.
Goes the King hence today?

...did appoint so.
The night has been unruly. Where we lay,
Our chimneys were blown down and, as they say,
Lamentings heard i’ th’ air, strange screams of death,
And prophesying, with accents terrible,
Of dire combustion and confused events
New hatched to th’ woeful time. The obscure bird
Clamored the livelong night. Some say the Earth
Was feverous and did shake.

...a rough night.
My young remembrance cannot parallel
A fellow to it.

...nor name thee!
What’s the matter?

...say? The life?
Mean you his Majesty?

...then speak yourselves.
Macbeth and Lennox exit.

...is not so.
Enter Macbeth, Lennox, and Ross.

...O, by whom?
Those of his chamber, as it seemed, had done ’t.
Their hands and faces were all 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.

...so do I.
So all.

...th’ hall together.
Well contented.
All but Malcolm and Donalbain exit.

ACT 3
Scene 1

...hush, no more.
Sennet sounded. Enter Macbeth as King, Lady Macbeth, Lennox, Ross, Lords, and Attendants.

...be with you.
Lords and all but Macbeth and a Servant exit.

Scene 4

...much is done.
Banquet prepared. Enter Macbeth, Lady Macbeth, Ross, Lennox, Lords, and Attendants.

...the hearty welcome.
They sit.

...health on both!
May ’t please your Highness sit.

...The table’s full.
Here is a place reserved, sir.

... Where?
Here, my good lord. What is ’t that moves your Highness?

...and the pledge.
They raise their drinking cups.

...go at once.
Good night, and better health
Attend his Majesty.

...night to all.
Lords and all but Macbeth and Lady Macbeth exit.

Scene 6

...be back again.
Enter Lennox and another Lord.
My former speeches have but hit your thoughts,
Which can interpret farther. Only I say
Things have been strangely borne. The gracious Duncan
Was pitied of Macbeth; marry, he was dead.
And the right valiant Banquo walked too late,
Whom you may say, if ’t please you, Fleance killed,
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? Damnèd 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 angered 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 failed
His presence at the tyrant’s feast, I hear
Macduff lives in disgrace. Sir, can you tell
Where he bestows himself?

...attempt of war.
Sent he to Macduff?

...with this answer.”
And that well might
Advise him to a caution t’ 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.

...prayers with him.
They exit.

ACT 4
Scene 1

...in, without there.
Enter Lennox.
What’s your Grace’s will?

...the Weïrd Sisters?
No, my lord.

...not by you?
No, indeed, my lord.

...’t came by?
’Tis two or three, my lord, that bring you word
Macduff is fled to England.

...Fled to England?
Ay, my good lord.

...where they are.
They exit.

ACT 5
Scene 2

...night, good doctor.
Drum and Colors. Enter Menteith, Caithness, Angus, Lennox, and Soldiers.

...with his brother?
For certain, sir, he is not. I have a file
Of all the gentry. There is Siward’s son
And many unrough youths that even now
Protest their first of manhood.

...drop of us.
Or so much as it needs
To dew the sovereign flower and drown the weeds.
Make we our march towards Birnam.
They exit marching.