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00:00All hail, Macbeth! Hail to thee, thane of Glamis!
00:06All hail, Macbeth! Hail to thee, thane of Cawdor!
00:11All hail, Macbeth! Thou shalt be king hereafter!
00:17Good sir, why do you start and seem to fear things that do sound so fair?
00:22In the name of truth, are ye fantastical?
00:26O, that indeed which outwardly you show, my noble partner, you greet with present grace,
00:31and great prediction of noble having and of royal hope, that he seems rapt withal.
00:37To me you speak not.
00:39If you can look into the seeds of time and say which grain will grow and which will not,
00:43speak then to me, who neither beg nor fear your favours nor your hate.
00:47Hail! Hail! Hail!
00:50Lesser than Macbeth, and greater.
00:53Not so happy, yet much happier.
00:56Thou shalt get kings, though thou be none.
00:59So all hail, Macbeth and Banquo.
01:03Banquo and Macbeth, all hail.
01:07Stay, you imperfect speaker. Tell me more.
01:10By Sinal's death I know I am thane of Glamis, but how of Cawdor?
01:14The thane of Cawdor lives, a prosperous gentleman.
01:17And to be king stands not within the prospect of belief, no more than to be Cawdor.
01:22Say from whence you owe this strange intelligence,
01:25or why upon this blasted heath you stop our way with such prophetic greeting.
01:29Speak. I charge you!
01:36The earth hath bubbles as the water has, and these are of them, whither are they vanished?
01:41Into the air.
01:43And what seemed corporal melted as breath into the wind.
01:46Would they have stayed?
01:48Were such things here as we do speak about?
01:50Or have we eaten on the insane route that takes the reason prisoner?
01:54Your children shall be kings.
01:56Who shall be king?
01:57And thane of Cawdor too, when did not so?
02:00To the selfsame tune and words.
02:02Who's here?
02:04King hath happily received, Macbeth, the news of thy success.
02:08As thick as hail came post with post,
02:10and every one did bear thy praises in his kingdom's great defence,
02:13and poured them down before him.
02:15We are sent to give thee from our royal master thanks,
02:17only to herald thee into his sight, not pay thee.
02:20And for an earnest of greater honour,
02:22he bade me from him call thee thane of Cawdor,
02:27in which addition hail, most worthy thane,
02:31for it is thine.
02:33What can the devil speak true?
02:36The thane of Cawdor lives.
02:38Why do you dress me in borrowed robes?
02:40Was the thane lives yet, but under heavy sentence bears that life,
02:43which he deserves to lose.
02:45Whether he was combined with those of Norway,
02:47or did line the rebel with hidden help and vantage,
02:50or that with both he laboured in his country's wreck, I know not.
02:53But treason's capital, confessed and proved, have overthrown him.
02:58Glamis and thane of Cawdor, the greatest is behind.
03:04Thanks for your pains.
03:06Do you not hope your children shall be kings,
03:09when those that gave the thane of Cawdor to me promised no less to them?
03:12That trusted home might yet enkindle you unto the crown,
03:15besides the thane of Cawdor.
03:17But it is strange,
03:19and oftentimes to win us to our harm,
03:22the instruments of darkness tell us truths,
03:25win us with honest trifles,
03:28to betray us in deepest consequence.
03:34Cousins, a word, I pray you.
03:37Two truths are told as happy prologues
03:39to the swelling act of the imperial theme.
03:42I thank you, gentlemen.
03:45This supernatural soliciting cannot be ill,
03:49cannot be good.
03:52If ill, why hath it given me earnest of success commencing in a truth?
03:58I am thane of Cawdor.
04:01If good, why do I yield to that suggestion
04:04whose horrid image doth unfix my hair
04:06and make my seated heart knock at my ribs against the use of nature?
04:11Present fears are less than horrible imaginings.
04:14My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical,
04:19shakes so my single state of man that function is smothered in surmise.
04:24Nothing is but what is not.
04:27Look how our partners rept.
04:29If chance will have me king,
04:32why, chance may crown me without my stir.
04:34New honours come upon him.
04:36Like our strange garments, cleave not to their mould but with the aid of use.
04:41Come what come may.
04:43Time and the hour runs through the roughest day.
04:46Worthy Macbeth, we stay upon your letter.
04:49Give me your favour.
04:51My dull brain was wrought with things forgotten.
04:53Kind gentlemen, your pains are registered,
04:55where every day I turn the leaf to read them.
04:57Let us toward the king.
05:01And at more time, the interim having waited,
05:03let us speak our free hearts each to other.
05:05Very gladly.
05:06Till then enough. Come, friends.
05:17Worthy Cawdor,
05:19greater than both by the all hail hereafter.
05:24Your letters have transported me beyond this ignorant present,
05:28and I feel now the future in the instant.
05:36My dearest love, Duncan comes here tonight.
05:39And when goes hence?
05:42Tomorrow, as he purposes.
05:44Oh, never shall sun that morrow see.
05:47Your face, my thane, is as a book where men may read strange matter.
05:52To beguile the time, look like the time.
05:54Bear welcome in your eye, your hand, your tongue.
05:57Look like the innocent flower,
05:59but be the serpent under it.
06:01He that's coming must be provided for.
06:05And you shall put this night's great business into my dispatch,
06:08which shall to all our days be a feast.
06:12You shall put this night's great business into my dispatch,
06:15which shall to all our days and nights to come
06:18give solely sovereign sway and masterdom.
06:22We will speak further.
06:27Only look up clear.
06:29To alter favour ever is to fear.
06:35Leave all the rest to me.
06:43LAUGHTER
06:52If it were done, when tis done,
06:56and to a well it were done, quickly,
07:00if the assassination could trammel up the consequence
07:03and catch with it Circe's success,
07:06I thought this blur might be the be-all and the end-all here.
07:10But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, we jump the life to come.
07:16But in these cases we still have judgment here,
07:20that we but teach bloody instruction,
07:22which, being taught, returns to plague the inventor.
07:25This even-handed justice commends
07:27the ingredients of our poisoned chalice to our own lips.
07:33He's here in double trust.
07:35First, as I'm his kinsman and his subject,
07:37strong both against the deed.
07:39Second, as his host,
07:41who should against his murderer shut the door, not bear the knife myself.
07:46Besides, this Duncan hath borne his faculties so meek,
07:51hath been so clear in his great office
07:53that his virtues will plead like angels,
07:56trumpet-tongued,
07:58against the deep damnation of his taking off.
08:01And pity, like a naked newborn babe striding the blast,
08:05or heaven's cherubim,
08:07the weightless couriers of the air
08:08shall blow the horrid deed in every eye,
08:10the tears shall drown the wind.
08:15I have no spur to prick the sides of my intent,
08:18but only vaulting ambition,
08:21which all leaps itself and falls on the other.
08:26How now, what news?
08:27He has almost supped.
08:28Why have you left the chamber?
08:29Hath he asked for me?
08:31Know you not he has?
08:34We will proceed no further in this business.
08:38He hath honoured me of late,
08:40and I have bought golden opinions from all sorts of people
08:43which would be worn now in their newest gloss,
08:45not cast aside so soon.
08:47Was the hope drunk wherein you dressed yourself?
08:51Hath it slept since,
08:53and wakes it now to look so green and pale
08:56at what it did so freely?
08:58From this time such I account thy love.
09:02Art thou afeard to be the same in thine own act and valour
09:05as thou art in desire?
09:07Wouldst thou have that which thou esteems the ornament of life,
09:10and live a coward in thine own esteem,
09:12letting I dare not wait upon I would,
09:13like the poor cat in the adage?
09:15For thee, peace!
09:19I dare do all that may become a man.
09:21Who dares do more is none.
09:22What beast was then that made you break this enterprise to me?
09:25When you durst do it,
09:27then you were a man.
09:31And to be more than what you were,
09:33you would be so much more the man.
09:37Nor time nor place did then adhere,
09:39and yet you would make both.
09:41They have made themselves,
09:44and that their fitness now does unmake you.
09:51I have given suck and no other tender taste
09:54to nurse the babe that milks me.
09:57I would, while it was smiling in my face,
09:59have plucked my nipple from his boneless gums
10:01and dashed the brains out,
10:03had I so sworn as you have done to this.
10:13If we should fail...
10:14We fail!
10:16But screw your courage to the sticking-place,
10:18and we'll not fail.
10:24When Duncan is asleep,
10:27whereto the rather shall his hard day's journey
10:29soundly invite him,
10:30his two chamberlains,
10:31will I, with wine and wassail,
10:33so convince that memory,
10:34the warder to the brain,
10:36shall be a fume
10:37and the receipt of reason a limbeck only.
10:41When in swinish sleep
10:43their drenched nature lies as in a death,
10:46what cannot you and I perform
10:48upon the unguarded Duncan?
10:51What not put upon his spongy officers
10:54who shall bear the guilt of our great quell?
11:00Bring forth men-children only,
11:03for thy undaunted mettle
11:04shall compose nothing but males.
11:13Will it not be received
11:14when we have marked with blood
11:15those sleepy two of his own chamber
11:16and used their very daggers that they have done?
11:18Who dares receive it other,
11:20as we shall make our griefs and clamour
11:22roar upon his death?
11:25I am settled,
11:26and bend up each corporal agent
11:28of this terrible feat.
11:30Away,
11:32and mock the time with fairest show.
11:34False face must hide
11:35what the false heart doth know.
11:57Is this a dagger which I see before me,
12:00handled toward my hand?
12:04Come,
12:06let me clutch thee.
12:09I have thee not,
12:10and yet I see thee still.
12:13Art thou not fatal vision
12:14sensible to feeling as of sight?
12:17Or art thou but a dagger of the mind,
12:19a false creation proceeding
12:20from the heat-oppressed brain?
12:22I see thee yet,
12:24in form as palpable as this,
12:26which now I draw.
12:28Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going,
12:30and such an instrument I was to use.
12:33Mine eyes are made the fools of the other senses,
12:35or elseworth all the rest.
12:37I see thee
12:39still,
12:40and on my blade and dungeon
12:41gouts of blood which was not so before.
12:43Still,
12:44and on my blade and dungeon
12:45gouts of blood which was not so before.
12:52There's no such thing.
12:56It is the bloody business
12:57which informs thus to mine eyes.
13:03Now,
13:05o'er the one half world
13:06nature seems dead,
13:08and wicked dreams
13:09abuse the curtain sleep.
13:11Witchcraft celebrates
13:12pale Hecate's offerings,
13:14and withered murder,
13:16alarmed by his sentinel, the wolf,
13:17whose howls his watch,
13:19thus with his stealthy pace,
13:20with Tochwin's ravishing strides
13:22towards his design,
13:23moves like a ghost.
13:28Thou sure
13:30and firm set earth,
13:32hear not my steps,
13:33which way they walk,
13:34for fear thy very stones
13:35prate of my whereabout,
13:36and take the present horror
13:37from the time
13:38which now suits with it.
13:42Whilst I threat,
13:43he lives.
13:45Words to the heat of deeds
13:46too cold breath gives.
13:52I go,
13:54and it is done.
13:56The bell invites me.
14:00Hear it not, Duncan,
14:02for it is a knell
14:03that summons thee to heaven,
14:07or to hell.
14:13That which hath made them drunk
14:15hath made me bold.
14:17What hath quenched them
14:19hath given me fire.
14:21Hark!
14:23Please.
14:26It was the owl that shrieked,
14:28the fatal bellman
14:30that gives the stern'st good night.
14:34He is about it.
14:36What?
14:38He is about it.
14:39He is about it.
14:42The doors are open,
14:44and the surfeited grooms
14:46do mock their charge with snores.
14:48I have drank their posits,
14:50that death and nature
14:51do contend about them
14:52whether they live or die.
14:54Hark!
14:56I am afeard they have awaked,
14:57and it is not done.
14:59The attempt and not the deed
15:00confounds us.
15:02Hark!
15:03I laid their daggers ready.
15:05He could not miss them.
15:07Had he not resembled
15:08my father as he slept,
15:10I had done it.
15:13My husband.
15:16I have done the deed.
15:18Hark!
15:20Dost thou not hear a noise?
15:22I heard the owl scream
15:24and the crickets cry.
15:26Did not you speak?
15:27When?
15:28How?
15:29As I descended.
15:30Why?
15:31Hark!
15:32Who lies at the second chamber?
15:34Donald Bale.
15:36This is a sorry sight.
15:38It is a foolish thought
15:39to say a sorry sight.
15:40Those one did laugh in sleep
15:41and one cried murder,
15:42but they did wake each other.
15:44I stood and heard them,
15:45but they did say their prayers
15:46and address them again to sleep.
15:47There are two lodged together.
15:48One cried
15:49God bless us and amen the other.
15:51As they had seen me
15:52with these hangman's hands,
15:54listening their fear,
15:55I could not say amen
15:56when they did say God bless us.
15:57Consider it not so deeply.
15:58Wherefore could I not pronounce amen?
16:00I most need a blessing
16:01an amen stuck in my throat.
16:03These deeds
16:04are to not be sought after this way,
16:05so it will make us mad.
16:06Methought I heard a voice cry
16:07sleep no more.
16:09Macbeth does murder sleep,
16:11the innocent sleep,
16:13sleep that knits up
16:14the raveled sleeve of care,
16:15the death of each day's life,
16:16sore labour's bath,
16:17balm of hurt minds,
16:18great nature's second course,
16:20chief nourisher in life's feast.
16:22What do you mean?
16:23Still it cried sleep no more
16:24to all the house.
16:25Glamis hath murdered sleep
16:27and therefore Cawdor
16:28shall sleep no more.
16:30Macbeth shall sleep no more.
16:32Who was it that thus cried?
16:34Why, worthy thane,
16:35you do unbend your noble strength
16:36to think so brain-sickly
16:37of such things.
16:39Go,
16:41get some water
16:43and wash this filthy witness
16:44from your hands.
16:48Why did you bring these daggers
16:49from the place?
16:50They must lie there.
16:52Go, carry them
16:55and smear the sleepy grooms
16:56with blood.
17:01I'll go no more.
17:03I'm afraid to think
17:04on what I've done.
17:05Look on't again, I dare not.
17:06Infirm of purpose,
17:08give me the daggers.
17:16The sleeping and the dead
17:18are but as pictures.
17:21It is the eye of childhood
17:23that fears a painted devil.
17:28If he do bleed,
17:30I'll gild the faces
17:32of the grooms withal.
17:33For it must seem their guilt.
17:37Whence is that knocking?
17:39Oh, it's with me
17:40when every noise appalls me.
17:43In what hands are these?
17:46I pluck out mine eyes.
17:50Will all great Neptune's ocean
17:51wash this blood clean
17:52from my hand?
17:54No.
17:56This my hand will rather
17:57the multitudinous seas incarnadine.
17:59Making the green
18:01one red.
18:07My hands are of your colour,
18:11but I shame to wear
18:12a heart so white.
18:16I hear a knocking
18:17at the southern tree.
18:19But are we to our chamber?
18:22A little water
18:23clears my heart.
18:25But are we to our chamber?
18:28A little water clears us
18:29of this deed.
18:32How easy is it then?
18:36Your constancy
18:37hath left you unattended.
18:40More knocking.
18:42Get on your nightgown,
18:43lest occasion call us
18:44and show us to be watchers.
18:46Be not lost so poorly
18:47in your thoughts.
18:51To know my deed
18:52were best not know myself.
18:56Wake Duncan with thy knocking.
18:59I would thou couldst.
19:08You know your own degrees.
19:09Sit down.
19:10At first and last,
19:11the hearty welcome.
19:12Thanks, Your Majesty.
19:13Ourself we'll mingle with society
19:14and play the humble host.
19:16Our hostess keeps her state,
19:17but in best time
19:18we will require her welcome.
19:19Pronounce it for me, sir,
19:20to all our friends.
19:22For my heart speaks
19:23they are welcome.
19:24See, they encounter thee
19:25with our hearts' thanks.
19:26Both sides are even.
19:28Here I'll sit in the midst.
19:30Be large in mirth.
19:32Anon we'll drink
19:33a measure of the table round.
19:37There's blood upon thy face.
19:40It is Banquo's then.
19:41It is better thee without
19:42than he within.
19:44Is he dispatched?
19:45My lord, his throat is cut.
19:46That I did for him.
19:48Thou art the best of the cutthroats.
19:50Yet he's good
19:51that did the like for Fleance.
19:52If thou didst it,
19:53thou art the nonpareil.
19:54How's Royle, sir?
19:55Fleance is...
19:56escaped.
20:00Then comes my fit again.
20:02Had else been perfect,
20:04whole as the marble,
20:05founded as the rock,
20:06as broad and general
20:07as the casing air.
20:09But now I'm cabined,
20:10cribbed, confined,
20:11bound into saucy doubts
20:12and fears.
20:15But Banquo's safe.
20:16Ah, my good lord,
20:17safe in the ditch he bides,
20:19with twenty trenched gashes
20:20in his head, the least.
20:21A death to nature.
20:22Thanks for that.
20:24There the grown serpent lies.
20:26The worm that's fled
20:27hath nature that in time
20:28will venom breed.
20:29No teeth for the present.
20:31Get thee gone.
20:33Tomorrow we'll hear ourselves again.
20:35My royal lord,
20:37you do not give the cheer.
20:39The feast is sold
20:40that is not often vouched
20:41while it is a making.
20:42It is given with welcome.
20:44To feed were best at home
20:45from thence the source
20:46to meet his ceremony.
20:48Meeting were bare without it.
20:50Sweet remembrance, sir.
20:52Now, good digestion,
20:53weight on appetite
20:54and health on both.
20:55You may please, your highness, sit.
20:57Here had we now
20:58our country's honour roofed
20:59with a graced person
21:00of our Banquo present
21:01whom I may rather challenge
21:02for unkindness
21:03than pity for mischance.
21:04His absence, sir,
21:05lays blame upon his promise.
21:07Pleased your royal highness
21:08to grace us with your company?
21:10The tables fall.
21:11Here is a place reserved, sir.
21:13Where?
21:14Here, my good lord.
21:17What is that move, your highness?
21:19Which of you have done this?
21:21What, my good lord?
21:22I canst not say I did it.
21:24Never shed thy gory locks at me.
21:26Gentlemen, rise.
21:27His highness is not well.
21:28Sit, worthy friends.
21:29My lord is often thus
21:30and hath been from his youth.
21:31Pray you, keep seat.
21:33The fit is momentary.
21:34Upon a thought
21:35he will again be well.
21:37If much you note him
21:38you shall offend him
21:39and extend his passion feed
21:41and regard him not.
21:44Are you a man?
21:45Aye, and a bold one
21:46that dare look on that
21:47which might appall the devil.
21:48Oh, proper stuff.
21:50This is the very painting
21:51of your fear.
21:52This is the air-drawn dagger
21:53which you said
21:54led you to Duncan.
21:56Oh, these flaws and starts,
21:57impostors to true fear,
21:59would well become
22:00a woman's story
22:01at a winter's fire
22:02authorized by a grand...
22:03Shame itself.
22:04Why do you make such faces?
22:06When all is done
22:07you look but on a stool.
22:08Why, pretty, behold.
22:10Look there.
22:12What say you?
22:14What care I?
22:15If thou canst nod,
22:16speak too.
22:29If charnel houses
22:30and our graves
22:31must send those we bury back
22:32our monuments
22:33shall be the moors of kites.
22:34What, quite unmanding for me.
22:36If I stand here
22:37I saw him.
22:38Why, for shame.
22:39The time has been
22:40that when the brains were out
22:41the man would die
22:42and there an end.
22:43But now they rise
22:44with mortal murders
22:45on their crowns
22:46and push us from our stools.
22:48This is more strange
22:49than such a murder is.
22:50My worthy lord.
22:53Your noble friends
22:54do lack you.
22:58I do forget.
23:02Do not muse at me
23:03my most worthy friends.
23:06I have a strange infirmity
23:07which is nothing
23:08to those that know me.
23:09Come, love and health to all.
23:11Then I'll sit down.
23:13Give me some wine.
23:15I feel full.
23:18I drink
23:19to the general joy
23:20of the whole table
23:21and to our dear friend
23:23Banquo, whom we miss.
23:24Would he were here.
23:26To all in him we thirst
23:27and all to all.
23:28Our duties
23:29and our pledge.
23:32Awant and quit my sight.
23:34Let the earth hide thee.
23:36Thy bones are marrowless.
23:37Thy blood is cold.
23:38Thou hast no speculation
23:39in those eyes
23:40which thou declare with.
23:41Think of this good, Piers,
23:42but as a thing of custom.
23:43Tis no more.
23:45Only it spoils
23:46the pleasure of the time.
23:48What man dare I dare
23:50approach thou like the rugged
23:51Russian bear,
23:52the armed rhinoceros
23:53or the Hercon tiger.
23:54Take any shape but that
23:55and my firm nerves
23:56will never tremble
23:57or be alive again.
23:59And dare me to the desert
24:00with thy sword.
24:01If trembling I inhabit
24:02then protest me
24:03the baby of a girl.
24:05Hence
24:06horrible shadow
24:08unreal mockery.
24:09Hence
24:11horrible shadow.
24:19Why so?
24:22Being gone
24:24I am a man again.
24:25I pray you, sit still.
24:28You have displaced the mirth,
24:31broke the good meeting
24:32with most admired disorder.
24:35Can such things be
24:36and overcome us
24:37like a summer's cloud
24:38without our special wonder?
24:41You do make me strange
24:42even to the disposition
24:43that I owe.
24:44When now I think
24:45you can behold
24:46such sights
24:47and keep the natural ruby
24:48of your cheeks
24:49when mine is blanched
24:50with fear.
24:51What sights, my lord?
24:52I pray you, speak not.
24:54He grows worse and worse.
24:55Question enrages him.
24:56At once, good night.
24:58Stand not upon the order
24:59of your going
25:00but go at once.
25:02Good night
25:04and better health
25:05attend his majesty.
25:06A kind good night to all.
25:12It will have blood.
25:15They say blood
25:16will have blood.
25:18Stones have been known
25:19to move and trees to speak.
25:21Orgyers and understood relations
25:22have by maggot pies
25:23and chuffs and rooks
25:24brought forth
25:25a secret man of blood.
25:31What is the night?
25:34Almost at odds with morning.
25:38Which is which.
25:42How sayest thou
25:43that Macduff
25:44denies his person
25:45at our great bidding?
25:48Did you send to him, sir?
25:52I heard it by the way
25:53but I will send.
25:55There's not a one of them
25:56and in his house
25:57I keep a servant feed.
25:58I will tomorrow.
26:01And betimes I will
26:02to the weird sisters.
26:04More shall they speak
26:06for now I am bent to know
26:08by the worst means
26:09the worst for mine own good.
26:13All causes shall give way.
26:16I am in blood
26:17stepped in so far
26:18that should I wait
26:19no more
26:20returning were as tedious
26:21as gore.
26:23Strange things
26:24I have in head
26:25that will to hand
26:26which must be acted
26:28ere they may be scanned.
26:30You lack the season
26:32of all natures.
26:35Sleep.
26:36Come.
26:38We'll to sleep.
26:41Estrange and self-abuse
26:42is the initiate fear
26:44that once hard use.
26:47We are yet but young
26:49in deed.
27:07Hang out our banners
27:08on the outward walls.
27:09The cry is still they come.
27:12Our castle strength
27:13will laugh a siege to scorn.
27:15Here let them lie
27:16till famine and the egg
27:17you eat them up.
27:18Were there not force
27:19with those that should be ours
27:20we might have met them
27:21dareful beard to beard
27:22and beat them backward home.
27:25What is that noise?
27:26It is the cry of women
27:27my good lord.
27:29I'd almost forgot
27:30the taste of fears.
27:32The time has been
27:33my senses would have cooled
27:34to hear a nightingale
27:35and my fell of hair
27:36would a dismal treatise
27:37arouse and stir
27:38as life were into.
27:40I've supped full with horrors.
27:42Direness familiar
27:43to my slaughterous thoughts
27:44cannot once start me.
27:47Wherefore was that cry?
27:52The queen
27:54my lord
27:57is dead.
28:05She should have died hereafter.
28:07There would have been a time
28:08for such a word.
28:12Tomorrow
28:14and tomorrow
28:16and tomorrow
28:18creeps in this petty pace
28:20from day to day
28:21to the last syllable
28:22of recorded time
28:24and all our yesterdays
28:25have lighted fools
28:26the way to dusty death.
28:28Out.
28:30Out.
28:32Out.
28:33Out.
28:35Out.
28:36Out, brief candle.
28:38Life's but a walking shadow.
28:41A poor player
28:42that struts and frets his hour
28:44upon the stage
28:45and then is heard no more.
28:47It is a tale told
28:48by an idiot
28:50full of sound and fury
28:52signifying nothing.
28:56Now comes to you
28:57thy tongue, thy story, quickly.
28:58Gracious my lord
28:59I should report that
29:00which I say I saw
29:01but
29:02no, not how to do it.
29:03Well, say, sir.
29:05As I did stand my watch upon the hill
29:06I looked toward Burnham
29:08and anon me thought
29:10that the wood began to move.
29:13Liar.
29:14Enslaved.
29:18Let me enjoy your wrath
29:19if it be not so.
29:20Within this three miles
29:21you may see it coming.
29:23I say a moving grove.
29:25If thy speech
29:26falls upon the next tree
29:27shall thou hang alive
29:28till famine cling thee.
29:30If thy speech be sooth
29:31I care not if thy dust
29:32for me as much.
29:34I begin to pull in resolution
29:36and doubt
29:37the equivocation of the fiend
29:38that lies like truth.
29:40Fear not till Burnham
29:41would do come to Dunsinane
29:43and now a wood
29:44comes toward Dunsinane.
29:47On!
29:49On and out!
29:51If it which he avouches
29:52does appear
29:53there's no flying hence
29:54nor tarrying here.
29:57Begin
29:58to be a weary of the sun.
30:01And wish the estate of the world
30:02were now undone.
30:06Ring me alarm bell.
30:09Blow wind.
30:11Come rack.
30:13At least we'll die
30:14with harness on our back.