Do mock their charge with snores. I have druggedtheir possets,That death and nature do contend about themWhether they live or die.
DIE
I have done the deed. Didst thou not hear a noise?
I heard the owl scream and the crickets cry
One cried “God bless us” and “Amen” the other,As they had seen me with these hangman’s hands,List’ning their fear. I could not say “Amen”When they did say “God bless us.”
These deeds must not be thoughtAfter these ways; so, it will make us mad.
Still it cried “Sleep no more!” to all the house.“Glamis hath murdered sleep, and thereforeCawdorShall sleep no more. Macbeth shall sleep no more.”
To know my deed ’twere best not know myself.Wake Duncan with thy knocking. I would thoucouldst.