MaM, I shall do so®; aao-

But I must also feel it as a man :
I cannot but remember such things were,



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That were most precious to me. Did heaven look on,
And would not take their part ? Sinful Macduff,
They were all struck for thee ! naught ® that I am,
Not for their own demerits, but for mine.
Fell slaughter on their souls : heaven rest them now !

Mai, Be this the whetstone of your sword : let grief
Convert to anger ; blunt not the heart, enrage it. 229

Macd. 0, 1 could play the woman with mine eyes.
And braggart with my tongue I But, gentle heavens,
Gut short all intermission ; front to front
Bring thou this fiend of Scotland and myself;
Within my sword's length set him ; if he 'scape.
Heaven forgive him too 1

Med. This tune goes manly.
Gome, go we to the king ; our power is ready ;
Our lack is nothing but our leave. Macbeth
Is ripe for shaking, and the powers above
Put on their instruments.^ Receive what cheer you

may;
The night is long that never finds the day. 240

[Exeunt,



96 TSS TRAGEDY OF MACBETB [Act V.
ACT FIFTH. — Scene L

Dunsinane. Ante-room in the castle.
