1    I have two nights watched with you, but can perceive
2    no truth in your report. When was it she last walked?

3    Since his majesty went into the field, I have seen
4    her rise from her bed, throw her night-gown upon
5    her, unlock her closet, take forth paper, fold it,
6    write upon't, read it, afterwards seal it, and again
7    return to bed; yet all this while in a most fast sleep.

8    A great perturbation in nature, to receive at once
9    the benefit of sleep, and do the effects of
10   watching! In this slumbery agitation, besides her
11   walking and other actual performances, what, at any
12   time, have you heard her say?

13   That, sir, which I will not report after her.

14   You may to me: and 'tis most meet you should.

15   Neither to you nor any one; having no witness to
16   confirm my speech.
Enter LADY MACBETH, with a taper
17   Lo you, here she comes! This is her very guise;
18   and, upon my life, fast asleep. Observe her; stand close.

19   How came she by that light?

20   Why, it stood by her: she has light by her
21   continually; 'tis her command.

22   You see, her eyes are open.

23   Ay, but their sense is shut.

24   What is it she does now? Look, how she rubs her hands.

25   It is an accustomed action with her, to seem thus
26   washing her hands: I have known her continue in
27   this a quarter of an hour.

28   Yet here's a spot.

29   Hark! she speaks: I will set down what comes from
30   her, to satisfy my remembrance the more strongly.

31   Out, damned spot! out, I say!--One: two: why,
32   then, 'tis time to do't.--Hell is murky!--Fie, my
33   lord, fie! a soldier, and afeard? What need we
34   fear who knows it, when none can call our power to
35   account?--Yet who would have thought the old man
36   to have had so much blood in him.

37   Do you mark that?

38   The thane of Fife had a wife: where is she now?--
39   What, will these hands ne'er be clean?--No more o'
40   that, my lord, no more o' that: you mar all with
41   this starting.

42   Go to, go to; you have known what you should not.

43   She has spoke what she should not, I am sure of
44   that: heaven knows what she has known.

45   Here's the smell of the blood still: all the
46   perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little
47   hand. Oh, oh, oh!

48   What a sigh is there! The heart is sorely charged.

49   I would not have such a heart in my bosom for the
50   dignity of the whole body.

51   Well, well, well,--

52   Pray God it be, sir.

53   This disease is beyond my practise: yet I have known
54   those which have walked in their sleep who have died
55   holily in their beds.

56   Wash your hands, put on your nightgown; look not so
57   pale.--I tell you yet again, Banquo's buried; he
58   cannot come out on's grave.

59   Even so?

60   To bed, to bed! there's knocking at the gate:
61   come, come, come, come, give me your hand. What's
62   done cannot be undone.--To bed, to bed, to bed!

63   Will she go now to bed?

64   Directly.

65   Foul whisperings are abroad: unnatural deeds
66   Do breed unnatural troubles: infected minds
67   To their deaf pillows will discharge their secrets:
68   More needs she the divine than the physician.
69   God, God forgive us all! Look after her;
70   Remove from her the means of all annoyance,
71   And still keep eyes upon her. So, good night:
72   My mind she has mated, and amazed my sight.
73   I think, but dare not speak.

74   Good night, good doctor.