This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1865 Excerpt: ...dire distresses. The coin called an angel. t Common distress. Mai. Be it their comfort, We are coming thither: gracious England hath Lent ns good biward, and ten thousand men; An older, and a. better soldier, none That Christendom gives out. Rosse. 'Would I could answer This comfort with the like! But I have words, That would be howl'd out in the desert air, Where hearing should not latch them. Macd. What concern they? The general cause? or is it a fee-grief, Due to some single breast? Rosse. No mind, that's honest, But in it shares some woe; though the main part Pertains to you alone. Macd. If it be mine, Keep it not from me, quickly let me have it. Rosse. Let not your ears despise my tongue for ever, Which shall possess them with the heaviest sound, That ever yet they heard. Macd. Humph! I guess at it. Rosse. Your castle is surprised: your wife, and biibes, Savagely slaughter'd: to relate the manner, Were, on the quarryt of these murder'd deer, To add the death of you. Mai. Merciful heaven!--What, man! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows; Give sorrow words: the grief that does not speak, Whispers the o'er-fraught heart, and bids it break. Macd. My children too? Rosse. Wife, children, servants, all That could be found. Macd. And I must be from thence! My wife kill'd too? Rosse. 1 have said. Mai. Be comforted: Let's make us med'eines of our great rcvengo, To cure this deadly grief. Macd. He has no children.--All my pretty ones? Did you say, all?--O, hell-kite!--All? What, all my pretty chickens, and their dam, At one fell swoop? Mai. Dispute it like a man. Macd. I shall do so; But I must also feel it as a man:, I cannot but remember such things were, That were not precious to me.--Did heaven look on, And would not take their part? Sinful Macduff, They were ...