Beautiful rare TV play starring Michael Jayston, Barbara Leigh-Hunt, Brian Badcoe, Ralph Nossek, Tim Hardy. This is Shakespeare's Macbeth, true to his text and plot, with outstanding performances.
Macbeth, the Thane of Glamis, receives a prophecy from a trio of witches that
one day he will become King of Scotland. Consumed by ambition and
spurred to action by his wife, Macbeth murders his king and takes the
throne for himself.
Macbeth, the Thane of Glamis, receives a prophecy from a trio of witches that
one day he will become King of Scotland. Consumed by ambition and
spurred to action by his wife, Macbeth murders his king and takes the
throne for himself.
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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.
28:34Out.
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.
28:48It is a tale told by an idiot
28:50full of sound and fury
28:52signifying nothing.
28:56Now come, sir, use thy tongue.
28:57Tell my 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!
29:17Let me enjoy your wrath
29:18if it be not so.
29:20Within this three miles
29:21you may see it coming.
29:23I say a moving grove.
29:25If thou speak'st false
29:26upon the next tree
29:27shall thou hang alive
29:28till famine cling thee.
29:30If thy speech be sooth
29:31I care not
29:32if thou dost for 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!