Gary Taylor, John Jowett, Terri Bourus, and Gabriel Egan (eds), The New Oxford Shakespeare: Critical Reference Edition, Vol. 2
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Alarum within. Enter King Malcome, Donalbaine, Lenox, with attendants, meeting a bleeding Captaine.1
King. What bloody man is that? he can report,
2As seemeth by his plight, of the Reuolt
3The newest state.
Mal. This is the Serieant,
4Who like a good and hardie Souldier fought
pg 30125'Gainst my Captiuitie: Haile braue friend;
6Say to the King, the knowledge of the Broyle,
7As thou didst leaue it.
Cap. Doubtfull it stood,
8As two spent Swimmers, that doe cling together,
9And choake their Art: The mercilesse Macdonwald
10(Worthie to be a Rebell, for to that
11The multiplying Villanies of Nature
12Doe swarme vpon him) from the Westerne Isles
Critical Apparatus13Of Kernes and [Gallowglasses] is supply'd,
Critical Apparatus14And Fortune on [hir] damned Quarry smiling,
15Shew'd like a Rebells Whore: but all's too weake:
16For braue Macbeth (well hee deserues that Name)
17Disdayning Fortune, with his brandisht Steele,
18Which smoak'd with bloody execution
19(Like Valours Minion) caru'd out his passage,
20Till hee fac'd the Slaue:
Critical Apparatus21Which neu'r shooke hands, nor bad farwell to him,
22Till he vnseam'd him from the Naue toth'Chops,
23And fix'd his Head vpon our Battlements.24
King. O valiant Cousin, worthy Gentleman.25
Cap. As whence the Sunne 'gins his reflection,
Critical Apparatus26Shipwracking Stormes, and direfull Thunders [threaten]:
27So from that Spring, whence comfort seem'd to come,
28Discomfort swells: Marke King of Scotland, marke,
29No sooner Iustice had, with Valour arm'd,
30Compell'd these skipping Kernes to trust their heeles,
Critical Apparatus31But the Norweyan Lord, surueying vantage,
Critical Apparatus32With furbusht Armes, and new supplyes of men,
Critical Apparatus33Began a fresh assault.
King. Dismay'd not this
Critical Apparatus34Our Captaines, Macbeth and Banquoh?
35As Sparrowes, Eagles; Or the Hare, the Lyon:
36If I say sooth, I must report they were
pg 3013Critical Apparatus37As Cannons ouer-charg'd with double Cracks, so they
Critical Apparatus38Doubly redoubled stroakes vpon the Foe:
39Except they meant to bathe in reeking Wounds,
40Or memorize another Golgotha,
Critical Apparatus41I cannot tell:
42But I am faint, my Gashes cry for helpe.43
King. So well thy words become thee, as thy wounds,
44They smack of Honor both: Goe get him Surgeons.Enter Rosse and Angus.
45Who comes here?
Mal. The worthy Thane of Rosse.Critical Apparatus46
Lenox. What a haste lookes through his eyes? So should he looke,
47That seemes to speake things strange.
Rosse. God saue the King.48
King. Whence cam'st thou, worthy Thane?
Rosse. From Fiffe, great King,
49Where the Norweyan Banners flowt the Skie,
50And fanne our people cold.
Critical Apparatus51Norway himselfe, with [numbers] terrible,
52Assisted by that most disloyall Traytor,
53The Thane of Cawdor, began a dismall Conflict,
54Till that Bellona's Bridegroome, lapt in proofe,
55Confronted him with selfe-comparisons,
56Point against Point, rebellious Arme 'gainst Arme,
57Curbing his lauish spirit: and to conclude,
Critical Apparatus58The Victorie fell on vs.
King. Great happinesse.
Rosse. That now
Critical Apparatus59Sweno, the [Norwaye] King, craues composition:
60Nor would we deigne him buriall of his men,
Critical Apparatus61Till he disbursed, at Saint Colmes ynch,
62Ten thousand Dollars, to our generall vse.ll6v Link 63
King. No more that Thane of Cawdor shall deceiue
64Our Bosome interest: Goe pronounce his present death,
65And with his former Title greet Macbeth.66
Rosse. Ile see it done.67
King. What he hath lost, Noble Macbeth hath wonne.Exeunt.