Phys.
Walk in her sleep? Nonsense, I don't believe you!
I've watched three nights, and yet—

Gent.
I'd not deceive you;
I've seen her oft, if you've not chanc'd to meet her:
I am her watch.

Phys.
For once be a repeater,
And tell me what she said.

Gent.
Not for the earth!
'Twould be as much, Sir, as my place is worth.

Phys.
What is the cause of this?

Gent.
'Tis but, they say,
A way she's got.

Phys.
How does she get a-way
Unnoticed from her chamber?

Gent.
Well, that's more
Then I know—hush! she's here, so hold your jaw. Enter Lady Macbeth, a lighted candle in her hand, C. doors—During the following dialogue and symphony, she advances to the front, stares vacantly around her, retires up and deposits her candle on a little table at the back, then comes forward.

Gent. (to Physician)
And fast asleep!

Phys. (to Gentlewoman)
How came she by that light?

Gent.
She always burns one in a shade at night.

Phys.
How fixed and stern her eye!

Gent.
Hush! you'll her make
Look more a-stern to find you in her wake!

SONG.—Air—“The Cork Leg.” Lady M.
I've told my story again and again;
But I'll tell it once more to make it quite plain—
How I, the wife of Cawdor's Thane,
Am the biggest rascal in Dunsinane!
Ri, too, ral, loo, &c.
How that night, when all was still,
And Macbeth of wine had taken his fill,
I urged him, much against his will,
The King for to go, and to take, and to kill!
Ri, too, ral, loo, &c.

TRIO.—Air—“George Barnwell.”
  And he stuck his dagger deep in
    Duncan's very royal ribs;
  And he did it when he was sleeping. Phys. (to Gent.)
Is she telling truth or fibs? Lady M.
Folder-iddle, &c. (1st line of Chorus) Phys. (to Gent.)
Folder-iddle, &c. (2nd line) Gent. (to Phys.)
Folder-iddle, &c. (3rd line) Lady M.
Folder-iddle, &c. (4th line) Lady Macbeth dances, by herself, the accompaniment —Physician with Gentlewoman; at the conclusion he attempts to kiss her; she slaps his face, when the Air suddenly changes to—“Who's dat knocking at de door?”

Lady M.
Who's that knocking at the door?
  Who's that knocking at the door?
    Here's a spot—no, there's not;
    Out, damned spot, or I shall go to pot!
For there's somebody a-knocking at the door—at the door!
For there's a somebody knocking at the door!

—(spoken)
Come to bed—come to bed! Snatches up the candle and exit hastily, C.—Physician and Gentlewoman exeunt L.

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