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Section: ACT II.  SCENE IV.

                                                                                                                                                                                                

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ACT II.  SCENE IV.


Outside Macbeth's castle.


Enter Ross with an Old Man.



  OLD MAN. Threescore and ten I can remember well,

    Within the volume of which time I have seen

    Hours dreadful and things strange, but this sore night

    Hath trifled former knowings.


  ROSS. Ah, good father,

    Thou seest the heavens, as troubled with man's act,

    Threaten his bloody stage. By the clock 'tis day,

    And yet dark night strangles the traveling lamp.

    Is't night's predominance, or the day's shame,

    That darkness does the face of earth entomb,

    When living light should kiss it?


  OLD MAN. 'Tis unnatural,

    Even like the deed that's done. On Tuesday last

    A falcon towering in her pride of place

    Was by a mousing owl hawk'd at and kill'd.


  ROSS. And Duncan's horses-a thing most strange and certain-

    Beauteous and swift, the minions of their race,

    Turn'd wild in nature, broke their stalls, flung out,

    Contending 'gainst obedience, as they would make

    War with mankind.


  OLD MAN. 'Tis said they eat each other.


  ROSS. They did so, to the amazement of mine eyes

    That look'd upon't.


                     Enter Macduff.


    Here comes the good Macduff.

    How goes the world, sir, now?


  MACDUFF. Why, see you not?


  ROSS. Is't known who did this more than bloody deed?


  MACDUFF. Those that Macbeth hath slain.


  ROSS. Alas, the day!

    What good could they pretend?


  MACDUFF. They were suborn'd:

    Malcolm and Donalbain, the King's two sons,

    Are stol'n away and fled, which puts upon them

    Suspicion of the deed.


  ROSS. 'Gainst nature still!

    Thriftless ambition, that wilt ravin up

    Thine own life's means! Then 'tis most like

    The sovereignty will fall upon Macbeth.


  MACDUFF. He is already named, and gone to Scone

    To be invested.


  ROSS. Where is Duncan's body?


  MACDUFF. Carried to Colmekill,

    The sacred storehouse of his predecessors

    And guardian of their bones.


  ROSS. Will you to Scone?


  MACDUFF. No, cousin, I'll to Fife.


  ROSS. Well, I will thither.


  MACDUFF. Well, may you see things well done there.

    Adieu,

    Lest our old robes sit easier than our new!


  ROSS. Farewell, father.


  OLD MAN. God's benison go with you and with those

    That would make good of bad and friends of foes!

                                                         Exeunt.




                                                                                                                                                                                                

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