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Ant. S. No, sir, not I; I came from Syracuse.
Duke. Stay, stand apart; I know not which is which.
Ant. E. I came from Corinth, my most gracious lord.
Dro. E. And I with him.

Ant. E. Brought to this town by that most famous warrior Duke Menaphon, your most renowned uncle.

Adr. Which of you two did dine with me to-day
Ant. S. I, gentle mistress.

And are not you my husband ?
Ant. E. No, I say nay to that.

Ant. S. And so do I, yet did she call me so:
And this fair gentlewoman, her sister here,
Did call me brother.— What I told you then,
I hope, I shall have leisure to make good;
If this be not a dream I see and hear.

Ang. That is the chain, sir, which you had of me
Ant. S. I think it be, sir; I deny it not.
Ant. E. And you, sir, for this chain arrested me.
Ang. I think I did, sir; I deny it not.

Adr. I sent you money, sir, to be your bail,
By Dromio; but I think he brought it not.
Dro. E. No, none by me.

Ant. S. This purse of ducats I received from you,
And Dromio my man did bring them me.
I see, we still did meet each other's man,
And I was ta’en for him, and he for me,
And thereupon these Errors are arose.

Ant. E. These ducats pawn I for my father here.
Duke. It shall not need; thy father hath his life.
Cour. Sir, I must have that diamond from you.
Ant. E. There, take it; and much thanks for my good

Abb. Renowned duke, vouchsafe to take the pains
To go with us into the abbey here,
And hear at large discoursed all our fortunes.-
And all that are assembled in this place,
That by this sympathized one day's error
Have suffered wrong, go, keep us company,
And we shall make full satisfaction.-
Twenty-five years have I but gone in travail
Of you, my sons, and till this present hour,
My heavy burden here delivered.
The duke, my husband, and my children both,
And you, the calendars of their nativity,
Go to a gossip's feast, and go with me;
After so long grief, such nativity!

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Duke. With all my heart, I'll gossip at this feast. [Exeunt Duke, Abbess, Ægeon, Courtesan, Mer

chant, ANGELO, and Attendants. Dro. S. Master, shall I fetch your stuff from shipboard ? Ant. E. Dromio, what stuff of mine hast thou embarked ? Dro. S. Your goods, that lay at host, sir, in the Centaur.

Ant. S. He speaks to me; I am your master, Dromio; Come, go with us; we'll look to that anon. Embrace thy brother there, rejoice with him.

[Ereunt Ant. S. and Ant. E., ADR. and LUC. Dro. $. There is a fat friend at your master's house, That kitchened me for you to-day at dinner; She now shall be my sister, not my wife.

Dro. E. Methinks you are my glass, and not my brother:
I see by you, I am a sweet-faced youth.
Will you walk in to see their gossiping ?

Dro. S. Not I, sir; you are my elder.
Dro. E. That's a question ; how shall we try it?

Dro. S. We will draw cuts for the senior; till then, lead thou first.

Dro. E. Nay; then thus; We came into the world, like brother and brother; And now let's go hand in hand, not one before another.


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DUNCAN, King of Scotland.

his Sons.

Generals of the King's army

Noblemen of Scotland
FLEANCE, Son to Banquo.
SIWARD, Earl of Northumberland, General of the Eng-

lish Forces.
SEYTON, an Officer attending on Macbeth.
Son to Macduff.
An English Doctor. A Scotch Doctor.
A Soldier. A Porter. An old Man.

Gentlewoman attending on Lady Macbeth.
HECATE, and three Witches.

Lords, Gentlemen, Officers, Soldiers, Murderers, Attend

ants, and Messengers.

The Ghost of Banquo, and several other Apparitions.

SCENE, in the end of the Fourth Act, lies in England;

through the rest of the play, in Scotland; and chiefly at Macbeth's Castle.




SCENE I. An open Place. Thunder and lightning.

Enter three Witches.
1 Witch. When shall we three meet again,
In thunder, lightning, or in rain ?

2 Witch. When the hurlyburly's done,
When the battle's lost and won.

3 Witch. That will be ere set of sun.
1 Witch. Where the place?
2 Witch.

Upon the heath;
3 Witch. There to meet with Macbeth.
1 Witch. I come, Graymalkin!

All. Paddock calls; -Anon.
Fair is foul, and foul is fair;
Hover through the fog and filthy air. [Witches vanish.

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SCENE II. A Camp near Fores. Alarum within.

Attendants, meeting a bleeding Soldier.
Dun. What bloody man is that? He can report,
As seemeth by his plight, of the revolt
The newest state.

This is the sergeant,
Who, like a good and hardy soldier, fought
'(iainst my captivity.- Hail, brave friend!
Say to the king the knowledge of the broil,
As thou didst leave it.

Doubtful it stood;
As two spent swimmers, that do cling together,

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