Strong for him, though he took up my legs sometime, Requited him for his lie, and, I think, being too PORTER That it did, sir, i’ th’ very throat on me but I 40 MACDUFF I believe drink gave thee the lie last night. Him in a sleep and, giving him the lie, leaves Stand to and not stand to in conclusion, equivocates Persuades him and disheartens him makes him 35 Mars him it sets him on, and it takes him off it Therefore much drink may be said to be anĮquivocator with lechery. The desire, but it takes away the performance. Lechery, sir, it provokes and unprovokes. PORTER Marry, sir, nose-painting, sleep, and urine. MACDUFF What three things does drink especially PORTER Faith, sir, we were carousing till the secondĬock, and drink, sir, is a great provoker of three 25 Was it so late, friend, ere you went to bed Things like: "I hope you brought a handkerchief-you're going to get sweaty!" and "You can heat up your iron in here!" (Ba-DUM-bum.) Probably pretty busy, since there are so many evil and corrupt people in the world.The Porter runs through a bunch of scenarios for who could be at the door if this were hell (a farmer, a con-man, a tailor) and he has witty remarks for all of them. There's a ton of knocking and the Porter (the guy who's supposed to answer the door) does a lot of joking around about what it would be like to be a porter at the gates of hell. Now that there's been a murder and a lot of spooky crazy talk, it's time for a brief, comedic interlude. The Porter opens the door to Macduff and Lennox. The primrose way to th’ everlasting bonfire. Thought to have let in some of all professions that go Never at quiet.-What are you?-But this place is
There? Faith, here’s an English tailor come hither for Scale, who committed treason enough for God’s 10 That could swear in both the scales against either Other devil’s name? Faith, here’s an equivocator (Knock.) Knock, knock! Who’s there, in th’ Have napkins enough about you here you’ll sweatįor ’t. Th’ name of Beelzebub? Here’s a farmer that hanged
(Knock.) Knock, knock, knock! Who’s there, i’ Porter of hell gate, he should have old turning the PORTER Here’s a knocking indeed! If a man were
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