Macb. Whence is that knocking?
How is't with me, when every noise appals me?[3991]
What hands are here? ha! they pluck out mine eyes!
Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood 60
Clean from my hand? No; this my hand will rather
The multitudinous seas incarnadine,[3992][3993]
Making the green one red.[3992][3994]
Re-enter Lady Macbeth.[3995]
Lady M. My hands are of your colour, but I shame
To wear a heart so white. [Knocking within] I hear a knocking[3996][3997]65
At the south entry: retire we to our chamber:[3997]
A little water clears us of this deed:[3997]
How easy is it then! Your constancy[3997]
Hath left you unattended. [Knocking within] Hark! more knocking:[3996][3997]
Get on your nightgown, lest occasion call us 70
And show us to be watchers: be not lost
So poorly in your thoughts.
Macb. To know my deed, 'twere best not know myself.[3996][3998][3999]
[Knocking within.
Wake Duncan with thy knocking! I would thou couldst![3998][4000]
[Exeunt.
Scene III. The same.[4001]
Enter a Porter. Knocking within.
Porter. Here's a knocking indeed! If a man were porter[4002][4003]
of hell-gate, he should have old turning the key. [Knocking[4002][4003][4004][4005]
within] Knock, knock, knock! Who's there, i' the name of[4002][4003]
Beelzebub? Here's a farmer, that hanged himself on th' expectation[4002][4003][4006]
of plenty: come in time; have napkins enow about[4002][4003][4007] 5
you; here you'll sweat for't. [Knocking within.] Knock,[4002][4003][4004][4008]
knock! Who's there, in th' other devil's name? Faith,[4002][4003][4009]
here's an equivocator, that could swear in both the scales[4002][4003]
against either scale; who committed treason enough for[4002][4003][4010]
God's sake, yet could not equivocate to heaven: O, come[4002][4003]10
in, equivocator. [Knocking within.] Knock, knock, knock![4002][4003][4004]
Who's there? Faith, here's an English tailor come hither,[4002][4003]
for stealing out of a French hose: come in, tailor; here you[4002][4003]
may roast your goose. [Knocking within.] Knock, knock;[4002][4003][4004]
never at quiet! What are you? But this place is too cold[4002][4003]15
for hell. I'll devil-porter it no further: I had thought to[4002][4003]
have let in some of all professions, that go the primrose[4002][4003]
way to the everlasting bonfire. [Knocking within.] Anon,[4002][4003][4004][4011]
anon! I pray you, remember the porter. [Opens the gate.[4002][4003]