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SCENE II . The same . Enter Lady Macbeth . LADY MACBETH . That which hath made them drunk hath made me bold : What hath quench’d them hath given me fire . — Hark ! — Peace ! It was the owl that shriek’d , the fatal bellman , Which gives the stern’st good night . He is about it . The doors are open ; and the surfeited grooms Do mock their charge with snores : I have drugg’d their possets , That death and nature do contend about them , Whether they live or die . MACBETH . [ Within . ] Who’s there ? — what , ho ! LADY MACBETH . Alack ! I am afraid they have awak’d , And ’ tis not done . Th ’ attempt and not the deed Confounds us . — Hark ! — I laid their daggers ready ; He could not miss ’ em . — Had he not resembled My father as he slept , I had done’t . — My husband ! Enter Macbeth . MACBETH . I have done the deed . — Didst thou not hear a noise ? LADY MACBETH . I heard the owl scream and the crickets cry . Did not you speak ? MACBETH . When ? LADY MACBETH . Now . MACBETH . As I descended ? LADY MACBETH . Ay . MACBETH . Hark ! — Who lies i ’ th ’ second chamber ? LADY MACBETH . Donalbain . MACBETH . This is a sorry sight . [ Looking on his hands . ] LADY MACBETH . A foolish thought , to say a sorry sight . MACBETH . There’s one did laugh in’s sleep , and one cried , “ Murder ! ” That they did wake each other : I stood and heard them . But they did say their prayers , and address’d them Again to sleep . LADY MACBETH . There are two lodg’d together . MACBETH . 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 . ” LADY MACBETH . Consider it not so deeply . MACBETH . But wherefore could not I pronounce “ Amen ” ? I had most need of blessing , and “ Amen ” Stuck in my throat . LADY MACBETH . These deeds must not be thought After these ways ; so , it will make us mad . MACBETH . Methought I heard a voice cry , “ Sleep no more ! Macbeth does murder sleep , ” — the innocent sleep ; Sleep that knits up the ravell’d sleave of care , The death of each day’s life , sore labour’s bath , Balm of hurt minds , great nature’s second course , Chief nourisher in life’s feast . LADY MACBETH . What do you mean ? MACBETH . Still it cried , “ Sleep no more ! ” to all the house : “ Glamis hath murder’d sleep , and therefore Cawdor Shall sleep no more . Macbeth shall sleep no more ! ”
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