The Tragedy of Macbeth (Act V, Scene 1)
By William Shakespeare

LADY MACBETH	Out, damned spot! out, I say!--One: two: why,
	then, 'tis time to do't.--Hell is murky!--Fie, my	40
	lord, fie! a soldier, and afeard? What need we
	fear who knows it, when none can call our power to
	account?--Yet who would have thought the old man
	to have had so much blood in him.
Doctor	Do you mark that?
LADY MACBETH	The thane of Fife had a wife: where is she now?--
	What, will these hands ne'er be clean?--No more o'
	that, my lord, no more o' that: you mar all with
	this starting.	50
Doctor	Go to, go to; you have known what you should not.
Gentlewoman	She has spoke what she should not, I am sure of
	that: heaven knows what she has known.
LADY MACBETH	Here's the smell of the blood still: all the
	perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little
	hand. Oh, oh, oh!
Doctor	What a sigh is there! The heart is sorely charged.	60
Gentlewoman	I would not have such a heart in my bosom for the
	dignity of the whole body.
Doctor	Well, well, well,--
Gentlewoman	Pray God it be, sir.
Doctor	This disease is beyond my practise: yet I have known
	those which have walked in their sleep who have died
	holily in their beds.
LADY MACBETH	Wash your hands, put on your nightgown; look not so
	pale.--I tell you yet again, Banquo's buried; he	70
	cannot come out on's grave.
Doctor	Even so?
LADY MACBETH	To bed, to bed! there's knocking at the gate:
	come, come, come, come, give me your hand. What's
	done cannot be undone.--To bed, to bed, to bed!